Quick-wearing female supporting roles: the sickly villain is suicidal

She opened her eyes and looked at the person on her body with the faint light of the instrument.

Maybe it was because he had absorbed Yang Qi, the pervert's complexion looked much better than before, at first glance he looked like a living person, his complexion improved, and he looked even more handsome.

He looked at Lan Shuang with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and gently pressed Lan Shuang's lips with his thumb, "I won't die."

Lan Shuang glared at him: "Look at my face, I'm almost as dead as a dead person, still not dead? People and ghosts have different ways, you kiss me every day to inhale yang energy, don't you feel it?"

Hearing this, the pervert was stunned, "Really?"

He stared at Lan Shuang with his dark pupils for a long time, and slowly frowned.

"You..." The pervert wanted to say something, but "you" didn't come out for a long time.

Lan Shuang narrowed her eyes and looked at him, why did she feel that there was something weird?

The expression of the pervert is blank for a while, dignified for a while, and innocent for a while.

Various emotions flashed across his face in turn, Lan Shuang frowned slightly, "Jiang Lusheng?"

"Huh?" The pervert was startled suddenly, his eyes gradually cleared up, and then he asked suspiciously, "How do you know my name?"

Lan Shuang: "..."

"You come to kiss me all day without knowing the name, and you still say you are not a pervert?"

"I feel like I know you."

Jiang Lusheng leaned on Lan Shuang and said solemnly.

Lan Shuang raised her hand and pushed his shoulder, "Get up first, let's have a good talk."

Jiang Lusheng gave her a fixed look, got up and sat down on the edge of the bed, but didn't take his eyes off Lan Shuang for a moment, as if Lan Shuang had gold on his face.

"You don't know me anymore?" Lan Shuang got up slightly and leaned against the head of the bed.

"I...don't know." Jiang Lusheng showed a puzzled look on his face, "I seem to know you. The first time I saw you, I felt inexplicably familiar. You smell very fragrant, and I like it very much."

Very fragrant... Lanshuang stroked her forehead, are you sure it's not Yang Qi that smells good?

"I called your name at the beginning, why didn't you answer?" Lan Shuang was confused at this point.

"I……"

Halfway through Jiang Lusheng's words, his complexion suddenly changed, and his body turned into black mist and disappeared suddenly.

Lan Shuang: "?"

After a long silence, she asked 888: "It's twelve o'clock, and Cinderella has gone home?"

888: "...Maybe."

After waiting for quite a while and not seeing Jiang Lusheng coming back, Lan Shuang lay back on the bed depressed, sorting out the news received during this period.

Jiang Lusheng didn't know who he was, but he felt very familiar with him. It seemed like he had lost his memory, but he didn't.

And, how did he become a ghost?It doesn't look quite sober yet, could it be that he just died?
"Tsk." Lan Shuang pulled up the quilt to cover herself, and sighed, "What a troublesome world."

888 clapped his hands suddenly, and provided Lan Shuang with a new idea: "Host, could it be that he was weak at first, but after absorbing your yang energy, he became stronger and stronger, so he was able to show his body and talk to you? Remember your own name?"

"Hiss—" Lan Shuang opened her eyes in shock, "Don't say it, really don't say it."

This explanation makes perfect sense.

But... Lan Shuang touched her face hesitantly, and murmured: "Let him suck for three days and I'll be like this. After a few more days, I won't become a human being? Even though it's said that peony flowers die, being a ghost is also romantic." , but whoever can be a human will be a ghost!"

888: "Let him suck less every time, sustainable development?"

Lan Shuang: "...you understand sustainable development."

"No, inhaling Yang Qi is not a long-term solution. I have to think of other ways. Jiang Lusheng died inexplicably in this life. If we can find out the reason, maybe we can bring him back to life."

Lan Shuang's eyes flickered slightly, but she still had to catch the person first.

……

In the next few days, Jiang Lusheng did not show up uncharacteristically, and Lan Shuang finally woke up from being harassed in the middle of the night.

After a good rest for a few days, her energy and spirit recovered a lot. The nurse said comfortingly, "Did you sleep well these days? Your wound is also recovering well, do you still have a headache?"

Lan Shuang nodded: "It hurts occasionally, but it will be much better after a night of sleep."

"This is a normal reaction, don't worry, you should pay more attention at ordinary times, don't move too much, don't get up too fast."

"Thank you, I will pay attention." Lan Shuang smiled and watched the nurse go out, but she just went out with her front feet, and a group of people came in with her back feet.

"Xiao Shuang!" A silver-haired but hale and hearty old lady was helped in by Huo Zhen on crutches.

Although the old lady had traces of time on her face, these traces made her more majestic and wise.

When she saw Lan Shuang, she frowned, and said distressedly: "Poor child, why are you hurt so badly?"

Lan Shuang tried to sit up, but the old lady hurriedly said, "Don't move, I heard from the doctor that you have a moderate concussion and you can't move around."

As she spoke, she glared at Huo Zhen beside her, "Are you a log? Hurry up and help Xiaoshuang."

Huo Zhen: "..."

He swallowed his anger and let go of his hand, and stepped forward reluctantly, just as he stretched out his hand, Lan Shuang slid directly into the quilt, and moved to the side with a weak body.

Huo Zhen: "... What do you mean?"

Lan Shuang smiled, "It's not interesting, I can do it myself, don't bother Mr. Huo."

She looked at the old lady, and said softly: "It's such a hot day, old lady, why are you here?"

"You child." The old lady gave her a reproachful look, sat down on the chair, stroked the crutch in her hand and said, "How could I not come to see you after such a serious car accident?"

The old lady's eyes swept across the gauze on Lan Shuang's head, and then fell on her arm in plaster. The injured leg was hidden under the quilt and she couldn't see it, but she could guess it, and sighed again, her tone became more pity, "I should have come a long time ago. It's just that this bastard has been hiding it from me. I didn't know until I accidentally said something wrong yesterday."

She glared at Huo Zhen again, "Why do you become your fiancé? Your fiancée is hurt so badly, and you don't know how to take care of her, and you keep it from me. Are you trying to piss me off?"

"Grandma, I don't mean that."

Huo Zhen defended herself, "You are not in good health, I'm afraid you will get angry and get sick after you find out."

Mrs. Huo has a heart disease, and she is usually taken care of by gold and jade, and no one dares to make her angry.

Looking at Huo Zhen's forbearing face, Lan Shuang pursed her lips, feeling happy.

you have today too?
"Old madam, don't blame Mr. Huo. He is not a doctor, so he can't help you here. Mr. Huo is so busy. He has a lot to do, so there is no need to waste time with me." Lan Shuang's tone was flat, and the old lady's face But changed, "Xiao Shuang, did you quarrel with this bastard?"

"Nothing, I just want to understand, old lady, I want to break off the engagement with Huo Zhen."

"What?" The old lady was startled, "Why did you break the engagement if there was no quarrel?"

She tapped her cane on the ground, "Huo Zhen! Did you bully Xiaoshuang?"