Chapter 940: Huo Shisanshao

Murong Cheng did go back.
He returned home with the doll in his hand, and picked up the sleeping Huang Laogui from the bed.
"Why didn't she respond?" Murong Cheng asked Huang Laogui, "Except for a few moves in the morning, she didn't move again. Are you sure you succeeded?"
After all, he still doesn't believe in Huang Old Ghost.
Huang Laogui shouted wronged: "Of course this doll is no better than a living person! It's just a temporary Horcrux, it can't be said or danced."
Murong Cheng solemnly stared at Huang Laogui for a long time, and said: "If she's okay this time, I will not blame the past, but if you lie to me again..."
Huang Laogui shuddered, and was about to kneel down for Murong Cheng, "I have to say a little bit of a lie, so that I can't die because of thunder!"
Only then did Murong Cheng look back.
Looking at the doll in his hand again, I felt very sorry. I reached out and touched the doll’s hair, and squeezed its face. The hair is made of high-temperature silk and the face is made of resin. It feels smooth and soft to the touch, but it feels worse than his original baby. Far……
Murong Cheng sighed faintly, squeezed its little hands and feet, chatting with comfort.
At noon, Wang Zhan called.
Wang Zhan had already taken a group of people to Qingjiang. They took a private yacht along the coastline of Xianghai City from south to north, upstream into the Qingjiang River, and then stopped silently at the port without disturbing the Huo family.
The last time Mu Zi called Murong Cheng, the wind was loud, and Murong Cheng met Wang Zhan on the yacht.
These people didn't come to fight Huo Zheng, they just watched the show, ready to pick up the leaks at any time.
After all, the Huo Family is fighting fiercely now, as long as they are not stupid, they should know how rare this opportunity is.
"Master, Huo Zheng wants to see you." Wang Zhan's voice paused on the phone, and then continued, "He said, as long as you go to see him, he is willing to consider our request."
Murong Cheng sneered: "He is exhausted, even if I don't go, he can only agree."
But after pondering for a moment, Murong Cheng said again: "Call Huo Jun and go together."
After all these years of grievances and grievances, maybe they can only be settled after seeing the previous one.
...
The ward is open and bright, and the temperature is suitable under the action of air conditioning. However, the sun outside the window is dazzling, the scorching sun is scorching the earth, and everything looks dying in the hot mist.
The man on the hospital bed sits quietly, half of his right arm twitches uncontrollably, which is caused by damage to the brain nerves and is one of the sequelae.
People who are afflicted by illnesses usually have drastic changes in temperament, because not only the body is tortured, but also the nerves and psychology.
When a thought comes to your mind, you want to declare it to your mouth, but you find that you are like a patient who stutters, unable to prepare a description 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, messy.
When you wake up with your eyes open every day, what you see is a variety of bottled and boxed medicines, which help you relieve the remaining symptoms, but they will never be cured.
Huo Zheng thought of these and took a deep breath.
Since waking up, more than half a year has passed, and he has been in the hospital almost all of them.
Some time ago, his state was slightly stable. Not long after he returned, he suffered a sudden epilepsy and was sent to the hospital again.
Huo Zheng knew that he couldn't get better.
Reports often say that vegetatives will wake up, it is a miracle, and it is the blessing of gods.
But Huo Zheng knew very well in his heart that the gods did not care for him.
If the gods really care for him, then Murong Cheng shouldn't be allowed to live.
The door of the ward knocked softly, and Huo Lin opened the door and came in with a complicated expression: "Brother, Huo Rong is here."