Chapter 143: Her life, i will come again

Just now Qu Bai made Song Ye realize that the pain can be awake, so she tied her palms with scissors.
Although this is a method, but looking at her and punching herself in a hole without blinking, everyone was shocked or shocked.
What a powerful mind to play with.
Qu Bai understood the meaning of her words. She didn't dare to delay at the moment. She took out her mobile phone and dialed a phone number directly to explain the situation. He passed the mobile phone to Song Ye. "You talk about your body's reaction. "
Song Ye held the artery in the palm of his hand with one hand and could only grip the phone with his neck. "Hey."
The person on the other side of the phone paused, and then came a familiar voice, "Say."
The cold voice came and cleared Song Ye ’s originally chaotic brain. He subconsciously called out,
Qin Zhan.
She should have thought long ago that among those who knew Qu Bai, it was also Qin. Zhan knows the most.
"Well." There was a low response, and he didn't care about Song Ye's big or small at this time, his tone remained calm: "Tell the right thing first, and say it from beginning to end."
Song Ye sat on the side of the bed, and his pale lips were gently tilted because of excessive blood loss. "The medicine only touched the tongue coating, the taste was very light, there was no odor, and the body was weak and weak during vigorous exercise. After sweating, the body becomes hot, and the skin becomes hot, and excitement and hallucinations will appear, gradually losing their sense of reason. "
Although Song Ye ’s palms were still and looked like a fragile appearance that was going to faint at any time, the structure of her narrative was still clear and her voice was not trembling.
Qin Zhan at the other end of the phone frowned, and this rare potion appeared in the little Yuncheng Middle School. Things were definitely not easy. After thinking for a moment, he got up and walked out. "I think of a way to suppress the medicine, I Take someone right away. "
With a snap, listening to the busy voice coming from the phone, Song Ye returned the phone to Qu Bai, and said lightly in the latter's doubtful eyes: "He is coming over."
"He ..." Qu Bai stared, something incredible. Qin Zhan is not training in closed form these two days, can't he come out?
Somehow, he did not disclose the news to Song Ye subconsciously, and felt that it was not the right time to speak, and felt that something was blocking him.
In short, the most important thing now is Song Ye's physical state, "How are you feeling?"
Song Ye closed her eyes gently and let Xu Zihang hold her to the aorta to stop the bleeding. Her voice was a little hoarse, "for the time being I can stay awake."
In other words, pain can only relieve symptoms temporarily, and this effect has not yet been experienced.
Qu Bai's heart suffocated, and there was some faint pain. "Who is it?" If he let him know, he wouldn't spare him lightly.
Song Ye was also thinking about the murderer in his heart. During the period of brief recovery, he had already made some inferences in his mind.
At this time, there was a loud noise outside the door, and Lu Lan's voice was constantly screaming.
"What's going on?" Song Ye exhaled softly, suppressing the restlessness in his heart.
Wang Tiechuan walked in from outside the door, his face gloomy and said: "I don't know where the Song family heard Song Meimei was beaten, and led the headmaster to quarrel at the door to come in." Thinking of Song Ye was once a member of the Song family, As a parent, she only cared about Song Meimei from the beginning to the end, and Wang Tiechuan had an unspeakable aversion.
It was said that Song Ye was so cold-eyed that he turned to Song Meimei, who had been unconscious for a long time, and said coldly, "Throw people out to them."
Wang Tiechuan was horrified by Song Ye's anger, and saw that her eyes were still a little red, and she had no obvious remedy. She did not dare to stimulate her at the moment, and took Song Meimei out of the house like a rag.
Suddenly, the cry outside the door rang loudly, and even Song Yuanzhi and Song Tingting were yelling at the house.
"Song Ye, you must not die. My Song family has raised you for so many years, and raised you as a white-eyed wolf. Your conscience is enough to eat."
"I'll leave you all and let Song Ye come out. She made Meimei like this, and what kind of head turtle? Tell her to come out!"
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Although the teenagers blocked the door firmly, the Song family still screamed there.
Even the accompanying principal and teacher were scared by the wounded Song Meimei, especially the twisted and deformed legs, which looked extremely shocking.
Just as the old headmaster couldn't bear the pressure to stand up to preside over justice, there was a sudden movement in the room, and the sound of footsteps went from far to near. The boys at the door separated from each other and looked anxiously at Song Ye in white clothes.
At first sight of Song Ye's figure, Lu Lan snorted immediately, "Song Ye, you must not die, you ..." The following words came to an abrupt end, because Lu Lan saw Song Ye's blood. Face, and palm with scissors.
At this time, the white clothes were always embarrassed, and the cold face was covered with cold sweat and pale, with scissors in his palms, blood stained, and shocking.
"This ... what's going on?" The old headmaster stuttered and was a bit speechless, shocked by the situation.
Song Ye's footsteps never stopped, and he walked straight towards the direction of the Song family.
At this moment, even Lu Lan didn't dare to be mourned. She was frightened by this blood, widened her eyes in panic, and said, "What do you want to do, don't come over, so many people are watching."
In the eyes of everyone, Song Ye stood still, and his cold face was covered with a layer of cold evil spirit. When he looked down with a frown, he had a sense of towering sentient beings, and he was on guard by the Song family. In her look, she slowly put her hand on the scissors, and without pulling her eyes, she pulled the scissors out.
"Ah!" With a bang, the blood splattered with the withdrawal of the scissors, and some female teachers screamed in a frightened voice, looking pale.
I don't know where Song Ye's courage and nerves endured so much pain, but he didn't even make a sound.
The blood dripped, Song Ye dropped his arms, and the blood in his eyes was gradually suppressed.
She crouched down and touched the scissors to Lu Lan's throat with a swipe of the floor. In the latter's frightened and stiff expression, she said hoarsely: "I want Song Meimei's two legs today. I found out she had something to do with it. I will take her life again. "
I'll take her life again.
This bland sentence made Lu Lan's face pale because she felt that Song Ye's remarks at this time were not fake.
Under the same roof for fifteen years, Lu Lan always thought that Song Ye was weak and deceived. Until today, she was stained with blood on both hands so that Lu Lan realized that Song Ye in front of her was no longer her.