Collective mind reading, villain boss, let me go

His tears kept flowing out like a kite with a broken string.

"Sister...I am not dead, don't scare me, I am not dead...

You...you don't like me...I won't die, okay...?"

"Get out of my way!"

Feng Weiyang pushed Xie Yunqi away and looked at his miserable appearance with some disgust.

Uncle Fu: "Who are you!?"

Feng Weiyang pinched Nan Zhi's face and picked up the phone with an ugly look on his face.

"My eyes are blank, my hands are stiff, my body is shaking, and my body is still twitching, but it's not serious..."

Nan Chengfeng interrupted Feng Weiyang anxiously: "Do you have a tendency to self-harm?!"

Feng Wei grabbed Nan Zhi's hand and took a look: "Yes, her hand......"

Nan Chengfeng sighed: "Please send her to the Nan family hospital. Nan Zhi's medical history is there. I will notify the second brother to go there immediately!

Is there anyone around her?"

Feng Weiyang looked at them and nodded: "An old man and a pretty boy who is looking for death."

Nan Chengfeng: "Uncle Fu... I understand. I will contact him. You take my sister to the hospital first."

"I really owe you Nan family!"

Feng Weiyang hung up the phone and looked at the person who was pestering Nan Zhi in front of him with some impatience.

"Little pretty boy, if you don't want Nan Zhi to die, take her with me!"

From what he just said, Xie Yunqi also heard that the person in front of him knew Nan Zhi.

He nodded anxiously and picked up Nan Zhi.

Uncle Fu: "This way!"

He had prepared the car a long time ago, but he didn't expect that this car was not for Nan Zhi to take home.

When he arrived at the hospital, Feng Weiyang was speechless when he saw the dejected man sitting nearby.

"Boy, you are really amazing. You made Nan Zhi fall ill for you?"

Xie Yunqi hung his head in embarrassment, as if all the strength had been drained from him.

"What's wrong with her?"

Feng Weiyang was about to speak when his cell phone suddenly rang.

"Hey, Huo Ling? I'm fine. I'm in the hospital. You really know everything about Nan Zhi."

He hung up the phone, took out a cigarette, looked at the person in front of him and couldn't help but sneer.

"You, just wait for Huo Ling to deal with you. When that guy encountered Nan Zhi's matter, he became a complete lunatic, tsk tsk."

Xie Yunqi: "What's wrong with her?"

Feng Weiyang took a puff of his cigarette and said, "Nan Zhi has been like this since she was a child. But before, she was a little manic like Cui Shaoheng. I have never seen her like this this time.

In the past, I would just lose my temper, but to be honest, I was scared.”

He didn’t know, but Xie Yunqi knew… The past was the past, but now… It was Nan Zhi from the previous life…

Xie Yunqi: "You...are her friend...?"

Feng Weiyang nodded: "Yeah! I just saved someone, but it turned out to be hers, tsk~

If Huo Ling knew that Nan Zhi was like this because of you and I saved you, wouldn't he kill me?

I should have known better than to meddle in other people's business."

Xie Yunqi was about to speak when he suddenly heard hurried footsteps.

"What about Zhizhi!?"

Feng Weiyang looked at Huo Ling and didn't joke. He tilted his head towards the closed door and said, "He's getting checked."

Huo Ling grabbed Feng Weiyang by the collar: "How could Zhizhi suddenly fall ill? Explain clearly!!"

"Xie Yunqi?"

Fu Siqing walked up to Xie Yunqi with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Why are you here?"

"I know!! It's because of this kid that I got sick!"

Jin Shanshan anxiously handed the phone to Cui Shaoheng. The video on the phone was the scene on the top floor and was uploaded to the Internet.

Now the whole network is talking about who Xie Yunqi is.

Huo Ling lowered his head and couldn't help laughing. He walked up to Xie Yunqi and grabbed him directly. As his hand loosened, Xie Yunqi was about to sit down with difficulty.

Huo Ling's knee hit him directly in the face.

Xie Yunqi was knocked backwards, and everyone saw his bloodshot eyes and bloody face.

Huo Ling bent down and grabbed his neck: "How dare you touch my people? Didn't I warn you~"

A feeling of suffocation came, followed by a punch from Cui Shaoheng.

He didn't fight back, he hated himself more than they did.

Fu Siqing looked at them, turned around and walked away from the farce, and called Nan Chengfeng.

By the time he came back, the man was almost beaten to death.

"Stop it all."

Everyone looked at Fu Siqing, only Huo Ling and Cui Shaoheng were still punching and kicking each other.

Fu Siqing took off his glasses tiredly: "He's dead, that's all."

Huo Ling's hand suddenly stopped, and he grabbed Cui Shaoheng's hand which was about to fall, and suddenly turned his head to look at Fu Siqing.

"What do you mean?"

Nan Qianan glanced at the person on the ground with disgust: "Song Jinmo, Song Yanqiu, please drag him to the doctor."

The twins pointed at themselves in tacit understanding.

Song Jinmo: "Wouldn't it be better to beat him to death?"

Song Yanqiu nodded: "That's right. Since the Nan family's hospital can just give him a random name of terminal illness and say he's dead, right?"

Cui Shaoheng turned around and stared at the two men fiercely: "Drag him away... before I kill him."

Song Yanqiu and Song Jinmo looked at each other and shrugged helplessly.

"Okay~"

Huo Ling sat on the chair and held his forehead with his hand: "What did Nan Chengfeng say?"

Fu Siqing: "He has already communicated with Zhizhi's doctor, and things are a bit tricky right now."

Gilgamesh: "Can you please tell me the point?!"

Jin Shanshan had just finished speaking when she suddenly caught Fu Siqing's gaze and timidly went into Yang Zhao's arms.

Fu Siqing: "I don't know Zhizhi's past medical history, but Nan Chengfeng meant that if Zhizhi's illness was caused by Xie Yunqi, then he must not be touched."

Nan Qian'an sighed and took the cigarette from Feng Weiyang.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he last smoked, and he was always afraid that his image would be damaged in the public eye.

"Zhizhi... used to have manic disorder, just like Cui Shaoheng. Later... after experiencing those things, it became serious. I watched the video just now..."

Jin Shanshan and Yang Zhao looked at each other. They all knew that Nan Zhi used to have a bad temper and that she and Cui Shaoheng would get angry at the slightest provocation, but they didn't expect that they both suffered from bipolar disorder.

"No wonder... my relationship with Zhizhi got back on good terms. At that time, I felt that she had changed a lot."

Nan Qian answered the call, and it was Nan Chengfeng on the phone.

Nan Chengfeng: "I have bought the nearest flight back. I have contacted Uncle Fu. If Nan Zhi's illness is caused by Xie Yunqi's suicide, we must not let Xie Yunqi die!"

His expression was a little grim: "Give the phone to Huo Ling."

Nan Qian nodded, looked at Huo Ling's hands covered in blood, and took the phone tremblingly.

Huo Ling: "I'm in..."