Chapter 940 Thirteen Huo
Murong Cheng did go back.
He returned home with the doll in his arms, and lifted the sleeping Huang old ghost from the bed.
"Why didn't she respond?" Murong Cheng asked Huang Laogui, "Except for a little movement in the morning, she never moved again. Are you sure you succeeded?"
After all, he still doesn't believe in Huang Laogui.
Huang Laogui yelled: "Of course this doll is no better than a living person! It's just a temporary Horcrux. It can't speak, and it can't dance."
With a sullen face, Murong Cheng stared deeply at Huang Laogui for a long time, and said, "If she's fine this time, I'll let the past go, but if you lie to me again..."
Huang Laogui shuddered, and was about to kneel down to Murong Cheng, "I'm going to tell a half-truth, so that I'll be struck by lightning and die!"
Only then did Murong Cheng look away.
Looking at the doll in his hand again, full of pity, he stretched out his hand to touch the doll's hair, and pinched its face. The hair is made of high-temperature silk, and the face is made of resin material. It feels smooth and soft to the touch, but it is worse than his original baby. Far……
Murong Cheng sighed inwardly, pinched its little hands and feet, and chatted to comfort it.
At noon, Wang Zhan called.
Wang Zhan had already brought a group of people to Qingjiang. They were on a private yacht. They traveled along the coastline of Xianghai City from south to north, upstream into Qingjiang, and then stopped at the port silently, without disturbing the Huo family.
The last time Mu Zi called Murong Cheng, there was a lot of buzz. At that time, Murong Cheng met Wang Zhan on the yacht.
They didn't come here to fight against Huo Zheng, they were just watching the show, ready to pick up leaks at any time.
After all, the Huo family is fighting fiercely now, as long as you are not stupid, you should know how rare this opportunity is.
"Master, Huo Zheng wants to see you." Wang Zhan's voice paused slightly on the phone, and he continued, "He said that as long as you go to see him, he is willing to consider our request."
Murong Cheng sneered: "He is at the end of his rope, even if I don't go, he can only agree."
But after pondering for a moment, Murong Cheng said again: "Call Huo Jun, let's go there together."
After all these years of grievances and grievances, maybe we can only meet each other to settle the matter.
...
The ward is open and bright, and the temperature is suitable under the action of the air conditioner. However, the sun outside the window is glaring, and the scorching sun is scorching the earth. Everything looks dying in the hot fog.
The man on the hospital bed sat quietly, half of his right arm twitched uncontrollably, which was caused by damage to the brain nerves, which was one of the sequelae.
People who are afflicted by the disease usually change their temperament drastically, because it is not only the body that is tortured, but also the nerves and psychology.
When an idea pops up in your mind, you want to say it, but you find yourself like a stuttering patient, unable to describe it in words.
When you pick up the bowls and chopsticks to eat and taste the delicious soup, you find that your hands are shaking uncontrollably, and the soup is spilled all over your body, making it a mess.
When you wake up every day, what you see are all kinds of medicines in bottles and boxes. They can help you relieve the remaining diseases, but they can never cure them.
Huo Zheng thought of this and took a deep breath.
It has been more than half a year since he woke up, during which he almost stayed in the hospital.
Some time ago, his condition was slightly stable. Not long after he went back, he had a seizure and was sent to the hospital again.
Huo Zheng knew that he couldn't get better.
Reports often say that vegetative people will wake up, it is a miracle, it is the blessing of the gods.
But Huo Zheng knew very well that the gods did not take care of him.
If the gods really cared about him, they shouldn't let Murong Cheng live.
There was a soft knock on the door of the ward, and Huo Lin pushed the door open and came in with a complicated expression: "Brother, Huo Rong is here."