Chapter 560: Xiaoqi, midnight dream back 3

Killed Xiaoqi?
Dean Gu’s suspiciously, it seems that he did not understand what Xiaoqi said.
You say it again.

"Oh... you killed Xiaoqi... Kill me Xiaoqi..."
The child's pleading is moving, but unfortunately, the two masters of the Yunkong Medical College are saving countless good people every year, but they are indifferent and cold-blooded.
Dean Gu even laughed incredulously. "Small seven, it’s hard to get you, why do you want to kill you? Do you know how much effort and time you spent for you? You are joking with you, right?"
"Small seven, you know that you are very uncomfortable, but if you are uncomfortable, you can benefit from countless patients, alleviate their suffering and save their lives. You are proud of you!"
Xiaoqi actually answered without a word. He looked at his favorite beggar, the only relative in his life, and suddenly felt strange and strange.
No matter what I fear before, there is still a flaw, but Xiaoqi is most afraid of him now.
The tears that have been spinning in my eyes can't help but silently, squatting down.
Xiaoqi, close to his mouth, dare not cry, so scared!
When I saw Xiaoqi crying, Gu Dean was nervous and quickly wiped his tears for him. "Small seven-year-old... Xiaoqi doesn't cry, he is there."
He also wanted to be as gentle and kind as before, and used his fingertips to carefully wipe the tears for Xiaoqi. "Small seven, squatting, don't cry... I have been there, I will always be with you."
When this was said, Xiaoqi suddenly "wow" and burst into tears, and he was very clear.
The most eager companionship has become the most fearful curse, child, he can only cry...
He doesn't want to be jealous! Don't worry anymore.
However, after all, this sentence is still reluctant to shout out, don't be embarrassed, who else can he want?
Xiaoqi cried for a long time.
The elders of Lingda were tired of the side, but the dean of the court was always very patient and constantly appeased.
Undoubtedly, Gu’s patience is pathological. He is as mad as he is convinced that he can comfort Xiaoqi.
However, the more he comforted, the more scared the little seven, the more struggling, the screaming and crying in the closed stone room.
Suddenly, "啪" was crisp.
Xiaoqi’s crying stopped abruptly, and Gu’s slap in the face of Xiaoqi’s face, he snapped,
Enough!

He said that he immediately indicated that the elders of Lingda continued to use drugs.
Of course, they will not only experiment with one kind of drug, they have prepared at least one hundred kinds of drugs, and they all use Xiaoqi to find the most satisfactory results.
For the next two years, Xiaoqi has been locked up in this secret room, suffering from painful illnesses day and night, repeating the process of illness and treatment.
The exceptions he suffers are those major diseases that cannot be cured, and the inhuman torture is simply unspeakable.
Xiaoqii will cry at the beginning, but gradually, there are no more tears in his clear eyes, only resentment, endless resentment.
Two years later, a rare plague swept through the empty continent. Under the joint efforts of the medical school and the drug city, the epidemic situation has not improved, but it has become more and more serious.
Dean Gu got several cases to follow the treatment, but unfortunately there was not much gain. Finally, he chose Xiaoqi.
The body of Xiaoqi is different from the body of the average person. The virus is very fast on his body, and his body is also
It has strong disease resistance and will not die easily.
However, this time, Xiaoqi died a little bit! His condition is more serious than any other patient. He seems to be in a deep coma, and he is not motivated by any of the dean and the elder Ling.
"President, Xiaoqi will not..."
The word "dead" behind the elder Lingda had not been said, and was interrupted by an angry gaze by Dean Gu.
Like Xiaoqi’s birth, Dean Gu was very scared. He stayed up for a few days without sleep. He tried his best to treat his life. However, this time Xiaoqi did not improve, but...
"No gas!" Lingda elders were shocked.
Dean Gu jumped from the ground. In fact, he knew last night that the pulse of Xiaoqi was weak and weak, but he did not dare to admit it.
He twitched his hand and tried to touch the breath of Xiaoqi, but he never dared.
"President, this child is really mad..."
Compared with the madness of Dean, Ling is very calm and rational.
Dean Gu lowered his hand and murmured, "Dead?"
"Yes!" Lingda elder answered truthfully.
Dean Gu fell down and lost the soul. He looked at the floor slyly and motionless.
Lingda Yard was sitting next to him. "President, since he is dead, the body is still disposed of as soon as possible. After all, it is infected with the plague."
Dean Gu was silent for a long time and did not answer. Finally, he muttered about the previous things.
I chatted about a lot of pregnant women, and promised to give a large sum of money as long as they took the medicine. Unfortunately, they were rejected. They talked about the mother who didn’t love Xiaoqi at all, but in order to get the little seven to reluctantly that night; In the years when he was in the forbidden land, he tried to reinforce himself, how to suppress the urgent heart, and to bear the temper to accompany him to play; he talked about how much he planned to get in Xiaoqi.
The elder Lingda silently listened without interruption. Dean Gu whispered, remembering the past endlessly, and talking about the dawn from the dark.
They sat cross-legged on the ground and sat in front of Xiaoqi.
In the dark, they are immersed in the memories, but they don’t know that Xiaoya, who is hanging behind them, has opened the long, oblique eyes... I’ve been listening!
He has been deflated, and the pulse also shows death, but he is alive and well, clearly feeling the pain.
He doesn't know why this is, in fact, there are not so many reasons.
He is a monster, a monster in the womb, so why come so much?
At this time, Xiaoqi is already fourteen years old. When he was young, he was young and pure, and the juvenile's sharpness gradually became apparent. The facial features were no longer refined, but they showed signs of beautiful beauty, especially the pair. The narrow eyes, at this time, are dangerously swaying, full of suffocating suffocation, like a beautiful poison, fascinating but deadly.
In the darkness, he was placed on the cross. He was obviously a prisoner, but he turned out to be a high-powered revenge demon, squatting with a long, squatting, and squatting at the two old men.
He looked at it, and the mouth suddenly evoked a cold smile, full of self-deprecating, full of pain.
The six years of the poison sect, the memories he has carefully collected over the years, the past of his heart is nothing but a conspiracy, so unbearable look back!
His entire life is nothing but a conspiracy of others.
At the age of six, I have been remembering for eight years and I have been tortured for eight years!
Gu Yuntian, you wait, one day, I want you to regret, regret to give birth to me.
What a monster is coming!
Playing Xiao Gu Yuntian teaches him poison, and the dean of the Tang School of Medicine will be poisonous. Why?
When I was young, I lived in the Lingda Presbyterian Hospital. How can I see his unspeakable activities in the medical school?
In the past, he never thought of these things as things, but now, these things will become the bargaining chip for his future revenge.
One day, he not only ruined Gu Yuntian, but he also ruined the medical school, the place where he raised him to harm him!
When Dean Gu said and went to sleep, Lingda’s elders sighed and sighed. They had already sent people to save the body of Xiaoqi. However, he took the pulse and found Xiaoqi’s The pulse has returned to normal.
"President!"
The screams of Elder Ling’s elders rang through the chamber.
Dean Gu woke up from his sleep, and listened to the elder of Lingda exclaimed before he stood up. "President, Xiaoqi is not dead! Not dead!"
Dean Gu jumped up in shock and quickly touched the breath of Xiaoqi. It was really found that Xiaoqi was angry. He hurriedly took the pulse and found that the pulse of Xiaoqi really recovered. Normally, this is not the original pulse of Xiaoqi. But it means that the pulse of Xiaoqi is the same as that of normal people!
His plague is good! The abnormal pulse caused by his medicine for many years has disappeared.
what happened?
Dean Gu and the elders of Lingda looked at each other and were shocked.
The two quickly put down Xiaoqi and took a careful inspection in turn.
"Everything is normal...how can it..." Elder Lingda didn't know how to say it.
Dean Gu’s brow was locked, his face was serious, and the word
impossible
was repeated in his mouth. He checked the pulse of Xiaoqi over and over again, his body, and even used several sets of needles. Unfortunately, the results were the same. .
The teenager lying on the couch has nothing but a pale face and a weak pulse. Basic and ordinary people are no different.
If it is not the same, Gu Dean must suspect that this is not his little seven, but the children of others.
"He is this... coma?" Lingda elder murmured.
Dean Gu recalled what he said, and the first time he pulled out the hidden dagger and went to the small seven to kill, but he would have to stab it. He finally stopped.
As he said, he is reluctant to give up this hard-won child.
Finally, he said, "And... take a look."
For the next three days, the two of them kept watching Xiaoqi without sleep. Unfortunately, Xiaoqi was in a coma and everything else was normal.
Dean Gu is not reconciled, and the elders of Lingda are not at ease.
The two began to use various cruel ways to try to wake up the little seven, to test whether Xiaoqi is not in a coma.
The cruelest thing is that they took the golden needle into the nail of Xiaoqi, and the ten-finger nails all plunged into the golden needle. However, Xiaoqi did not say anything, and even the brow did not blink.
How can it not hurt?
He has been hurt for eight years. He is not afraid of pain, but becomes very sensitive to pain and is more afraid than anyone.
However, the hatred of Haotian made him endure! Be patient!
Such a sentence, Xiaoqi did not wake up, Gu Dean and Lingda elders finally believe that Xiaoqi is really comatose.
However, why Xiaoqi will die and resurrect, why he will be unconscious, why he will return to normal, and they both ponder day and night, but they are all unpredictable.
In the face of a comatose little seven, what should they do? It’s a pity to leave it, but there’s no possibility of experimenting, but it’s dangerous...
(End of this chapter)