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Chapter 280 is my life
waiting room.

"Although the plot is not very good, it is shown by the camera, and it is rounded back. What do you think of the 9.1 floor?" The gentle female examiner said.

"I'm very optimistic about Yang Mo." The one who spoke was the beggar on the first floor. At this moment, he was wearing the same white clothes and smiling face when he left. .

"As long as there is her place, there will be no peace, unless she wants to be quiet for a while."

"Oh? 9.1, why do you say that?" Seeing the old man speak slowly, although his beard and hair are all white, he is Tong Yangyi.

"The first floor is my reception." The 9.1 examiner remembered those years in the examination room, Wen Run smiled and continued: "As long as you talk to her well, she is still very funny."

"Fun?" The upright face of the 9.6 examiner was full of ferocity, and he bit the thigh of the spirit beast in his hand: "I just broke up when I showed my head too much! I didn't want to understand after a long time, what happened to the bug?" , broke into such a large virus."

"What?" The 1.3 examiner was a little shocked, and flew over to join in the fun: "You were beaten too? I thought it was only the new idiot from 9.8."

"Who are you calling stupid? If it were you at that time, I don't think you would have even seen the candidates."

"Don't be so excited, it's just a joke. By the way, 9.1, what do you think of this candidate?"

"Opinion?" 9.1 The examiner thought for a while, and said with a serious face: "The steamed buns are delicious."

"what?"

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Screen switching.

Jie Jing stood in the middle of the corridor at the door of the operating room. It was a place that was usually crowded with people, but it was especially quiet today.It was as if he was the only one left in the world.

The scene was dim, and there was a light in the corridor, which was broken for the most part, making the whole screen flickering and dark when looking outside, making it difficult for the executors outside to feel depressed, as if they were about to take off the instructions in the next second Supernatural things come.

The screen slowly moves to the three big characters of "operating room". As the three big characters of "operating room" get bigger and bigger, breathing is sounding from all directions, wrapping the inside of the examination room and the undetermined space plane, that is, they are the executors. Knowing that it was happening, I unconsciously raised my heart.

Pulling his head closer to the operating room, pulling away, backing away, the camera shot through Jiejing's body, and a loud voice sounded from behind.

At the end of the corridor, nurses, doctors, family members, hospital beds, children, these are all such beautiful things when they are put together, it makes people breathless.

Two hospital bed carts were pushed towards him from a distance by nurses. As they passed by, he saw a 5 or 6-year-old unconscious boy on the left.

The boy closed his eyes tightly and his face was covered in blood.On the other side was a girl who was 5 or 6. She was also covered in blood and had almost no breathing.

The door of the operating room was closed, and a lady with disheveled hair grabbed another woman of similar age and shouted: "If my family's Mo'er can't wake up, I want you Jiejing, and all the Mo'er that your Jie family gave me Buried with him!"

……

"Doctor Jie? Why are you standing in the corridor?"

"Ah—Dr. Jie! Come quickly! Doctor Jie is unconscious."

The screen trembled for a while and then went completely dark. After a few seconds of silence, the line of sight was the perspective of eyes that had been opened hazily.

Then it was the ward, and then it was the bright sun outside the window.

[Name: Jiejing

Identity: The third son of the Jie family in Beicheng, the eighth floor of the examination room.

Age: 27.

Marital status: Single.

Body control:]
[Abusive value: 0]
[The examinee has connected, the memory has been fused, and the original memory has been sealed.

Body Control: No. ]
"Doctor Jie, the patient..."

Jiejing's eyes were shaking, and he subconsciously felt that something was missing, but he couldn't remember it.

Hearing the nurse's voice, he instinctively walked outside.

Waiting for the huge screen in the space station, it went black.

[The candidates on the eighth floor have fully arrived and merged. 】

[The eighth-floor exam has officially started. Every executor in the small world is the protagonist. The system will be completely shut down at the beginning of the eighth-floor. Candidates in the exam room can hardly see everything.

The off-site executors assisted in the completion, and the examination room failed in the early stage and the examinee died.If any executor dies, one-eleventh of the executors will be scattered outside the venue. 】

The executor's face turned pale when he was frightened by the ghosts behind him, but he was disdainful of the attack in his heart. There are so many executors here, so it is possible for them to be out of their wits.

No matter what you think in your heart, no executor dares to say it.

They are just executors, not as unscrupulous as Yang Mo, with such a big backstage.I also don't want to let it go without the protagonist's fulfillment of his obsession, so I can only suppress the fear in my heart and take one step at a time.

"An Zhe, the president of An's Group, was photographed by the paparazzi in the hospital with his rumored girlfriend yesterday on Valentine's Day 520, and it seems that he is planning for a future marriage.

Mr. An accompanied him all the way..."

The screen is restored.

Yang Mo stood precariously in the center of the ward, the host's voice came from the TV, and her basic information popped up in the lower left corner of the screen.

[Name: Yang Mo.

Identity: Daughter of the Yang family in Beicheng, the eighth-floor examination room.

Age: 25.

Marital Status: Married.

Husband: Andy. ]
The nurse supported her and shouted outside. Not long after, a passing doctor treated her wound and re-bandaged the wound.

It was already more than ten minutes after Jiejing arrived, and when he saw the woman on the hospital bed with her eyes closed, she felt even more relieved.

At this time, Yang Mo's eyelashes moved, brushed and opened his eyes, filled with killing intent, the hatred soon receded, leaving only a calm like water.

Expressionlessly, he reached out and pulled out the needle in his hand, picked up the landline in the ward and dialed it.

If it rings twice, it will hang up, and if it rings again, it will directly shut down.

She switched to the other one, and it was quickly connected, and a very inner male voice came from inside: "Hello, who is it?"

"In 15 minutes, if Anzhe doesn't show up at the Z Big Hospital, you can ask him to go to the Anshi Group to collect my body." After speaking, he hung up and stretched out his hand to undo the gauze on his head. ,
"You don't want your life?" Jie Jing asked everyone to go out and went directly to stop Yang Mo's crazy movements.

Yang Mo's face was still as calm as death, but his eyes were staring at Jie Jing: "I will drag them to hell with me even if I die."

"You still have uncle, you still have me, don't you?" Jie Jing comforted her, touching her face distressedly: "I'm a doctor, I want you to be healthy and healthy. I'm your psychiatrist, I want you to be happy every day.

Yang Mo, half of my blood is on you, don't do this, okay?
Everything will be fine, big deal, I will give you the stomach too, you will be fine. "

"If you want to take revenge on him, I will help you."

Yang Mo was stunned, and turned to watch his voice calm down, unhurriedly: "I remember, you are friends."

"You are my life." Jiejing gritted his teeth and said these words, revenge for taking his wife, what kind of friend did he come from?

If it wasn't for what happened back then, it would be so possible to be sent abroad, and then marry the girl in his heart after returning, and that's all, it's still torture like that!

Yang Mo's heart tightened, and he glanced away, looking at the bright sun outside: "Who sent me here?"

"You didn't want to take painkillers before, unless you couldn't help it. You didn't show up at 10 o'clock after you agreed on 12 o'clock, and you didn't answer the phone. I only knew that something happened to you. Do you know I know, if I'm late..."

"Okay, I see, isn't he dead?"

(End of this chapter)