Chapter 19:
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This World Has Gone Crazy
- A Lifetime Of Beautiful Clothes
- 742 characters
- 2021-03-01 11:01:33
The previous man nodded and continued to watch.
Qi Le and Yi Hang heard clearly, and they were even more liver tremor. They still managed to live, wouldn't this be overdone? Yi Hang's face was so pale that he was completely stupid. Qi Le stared at the nurse: "I'm going to complain. This is a hospital. How can this superstition be done?"
One of the nurses coughed: "He just looked at it casually, nothing else, this kind of thing is more credible than unbelievable, and it is not harmful."
Qi Le was unmoved: "I don't believe you, take him away, otherwise I'll ..." He came in before he finished speaking, just heard this, stared at him: "You don't believe ? "
"..." Qi Le said, "You continue."
He was pulled over and said, "I'm going to bed, you can't just make the patient rest, right?"
Seeing that he was no longer embarrassed by the two nurses, he was naturally happy, and invited the Taoist to the door. Yi Hang had covered himself with a quilt as soon as the man entered the house. Then he revealed his two eyes and whispered: "This Finished? You're better off! "
Qi Qile looked at him coldly: "You have the ability to go."
Yi Hang shut up immediately, the two stared silently there, only listening to the Taoist Shen Shen said: "There are too many evil spirits. Hang a few amulets, each one, and the evil spirits will disappear within three days, small 10 yuan, big 20, this is a hospital, the blood is too thick, the turbidity is heavy, and it fails over a long period of time, "he explained patiently." Small can last for half a year. ? "
The nurses discussed and felt that they were crowded and they could not use much money after sharing, so they said, "Let's be big."
The Taoist priest took a charm and held a few silent words in his hand, handed them to them, and finally picked up a scroll from the beginning to the end, the same size as a cigarette, and placed it on the door frame: "This way you will not be afraid of being seen, lest you be tear off."
The nurse gave him the money and wanted to send him out, and the man shook his head: "You put a note, there is something else on my side."
The two nurses couldn't say anything. They turned and left. There were only three of them left in the ward. Qi Le and Yi Hang's heart suddenly mentioned their throats. I saw that person slowly turned their attention to them and came over slowly. . Yi Hang's face was completely white, Qi Le pretended to be calm: "... what do you want to do?"
"I see that you just compromised, and you know that you actually believe these things, too," said the Taoist, placing a note on the bed, "remember to contact me if you need it." He walked away without forgetting to close the door.
Yi Hang pinched the quilt: "It's over? Or is there a sign that will let us lose our spirits within three days?"
Qi Le did not answer, looking at the paper on the bed, which said "Master", and then attached a string of numbers, he pinched, only felt that the paper was thin, should be torn from anywhere, he curiously turned On the back, there is a line at the bottom. Although only the first half is left due to the cutting, it still shows what is written-are you still bothered by hemorrhoids?
I pray: "..."
Qi Le shreds into pieces and threw them into the trash pocket: "How do I think he might be a magic stick?"
"... Ah?" Yi Hang stayed for a while, seemingly seeing hope, "Should we be all right if we go out?"
谁 "Who knows," Qi Le stared at the door, a little embarrassed. "The nurse is right, it is better to have it than to have nothing."
"What now?" Yi Hang was sad.
Qi Qile turned her head, her eyes were cold: "Go and take that rune and throw it away."
"why me?"
He prayed to him, "What do you say?"
"No, I've been miserable since I woke up. I don't want to fly away with a plume of smoke." Yi Hang was quite guilty, didn't look at him, looked down and prepared to count his fingers. Holding the bag of Motherwort, immediately took it apart and poured it into a cup and drank it, lying down and pretending to be dead.
I pray: "..."