After admitting the wrong person and getting the wrong certificate, the heir of a wealthy family bec

The figure jumped up too fast. While everyone else was kneeling down to worship the roast duck head, he jumped up on the sofa and stuffed the roast duck head and neck into his mouth.

"No! The bulimia patient has another attack. You watch them, I'll call someone!"

The nurse next to Wen Rao shouted and immediately called the attending doctor.

Just as Wen Rao was trying to pull the bulimia patient away, Brother Sang, the nearest man, looked up and saw that his duck-headed god had been stuffed into his mouth and eaten.

"Ah! You dare to eat my duck-headed god! You are disrespectful to the girl god! I will kill you!"

Brother Sang's eyes turned red for a moment.

The duck-headed god is his belief in regaining his glory, although this belief seems extremely ridiculous to normal people.

But for him now, it is everything.

Now that his faith has been eaten up, it would be strange if his mania doesn't break out.

"Spit it out! Spit it out for me!"

Brother Sang pinched Bulimia's neck hard and shook Bulimia's body vigorously, while Bulimia swallowed hard.

"Let go! Let go!"

Wen Rao stepped forward to pull Brother Sang away, but when a manic patient attacks, his potential to explode is astonishing.

It is five or six times more powerful than a normal person.

"Doctor! Quick! Sedative!"

Wen Rao shouted towards the door, a doctor was already running towards this way.

The other patients were standing aside, either stunned with fear, laughing silly, or cheering for Brother Sang and bulimia.

Wen Rao tried her best to pry off Brother Sang's fingers, but Brother Sang growled and suddenly pressed against Bulimia's neck and pushed him towards the window.

"go to hell!"

"I want you to be buried with the duck-headed god!"

Brother Sang roared and pushed Bulimia out of the window. At the same time, Wen Rao also jumped up and grabbed Bulimia's arm.

She knew that the windows of this hospital had been specially modified. It was not easy to break through the railings, and there were net bags under the windows that could withstand hundreds of kilograms of weight.

But when she grabbed the bulimia arm, she vaguely felt someone pushing her from behind.

Her body, along with the bulimia patient, fell out of the window uncontrollably.

The window frame broke at the slightest touch.

I thought the net bag could catch them, but the net bag opened at the touch of a button.

"Ahhhh!"

Bulimia makes a shrill cry.

Wen Rao grabbed Bulimia with one hand and tried to grab the bamboo pole on the edge of the net bag with the other hand, but the bamboo pole broke easily.

Two bangs sounded, the sound of Wen Rao and Bulimia falling to the ground.

Bulimia rolled over to the lawn on one side and cried out in pain.

When Wen Rao fell, she was blocked by a branch before falling to the ground. Even so, she also sprained her ankle.

In the earphones, Zhu Hexu's voice sounded tremblingly.

"Wen Rao! How are you, Wen Rao? Answer me, Wen Rao!"

"Oh shit!"

Zhu Hexu, who couldn't wait for Wen Rao's response, cursed, took off his headphones and rushed to the hospital opposite.

At this moment, his whole body felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Wen Rao is the only person in the world who can pull him away from the cliff.

If something happened to her, his world would once again return to darkness with endless days and nights, and yellow sand covering the sky.

"Wen Rao! Answer me!"

"you answer me!"

Zhu Hexu pushed open the door of the safe house and ran towards the opposite side.

In order to facilitate their movement, they rented a room opposite the hospital specifically to monitor and respond to Wen Rao.

There was still no sound in the earphones. Zhu Hexu rushed downstairs quickly, wishing he could grow a pair of wings and fly to the other side of the road.

"Wen Rao! Hold on! I'm coming!"

"You have to hold on! I'm begging you!"

Zhu Hexu wanted to cry.

He fears.

Afraid of losing warmth.

Afraid of losing the warmest light in life.