The game starts with a dog chasing you. The super system is really [super]

Lucy Liu suppressed her inner grief and fear and slowly walked into the intensive care unit.

On the hospital bed, the person was covered tightly with white cloth. This scene was like a sharp blade, instantly cutting through the fragile defense line in her heart, making her recall Fu Tingchen's cold appearance in the morgue.

Tears flowed uncontrollably, and she subconsciously turned and rushed to the door, holding the door handle tightly, as if as long as she escaped from here, she could avoid this cruel reality and Fu Zihao would still be alive.

However, after a brief escape, she let go of his hand and walked quickly back to the bedside with overwhelming sadness.

At this time, Liu Yuling trembled as she uncovered the white cloth on Fu Zihao's face. Seeing his bloodless face, her tears flowed more violently.

She stroked his face and burst into tears: "Once upon a time, Fu Tingchen also lay like this. Why do I have to go through it again and watch the person I love leave me."

At this time, Lucy Liu's voice was choked with sobs, and her tears fell on Fu Zihao's pillow like beads that had broken off the string.

Her body was trembling slightly due to sobbing, and she was immersed in endless sorrow. She didn't notice the subtle changes on Fu Zihao's face at all.

Liu Yuling continued to pour out her inner feelings: "Fu Zihao, you don't know how scared I was when you were shot. At that moment, I clearly realized that I had fallen deeply in love with you.

Although we didn’t have much interaction before, this blow of fate made me see my heart clearly…”

She became more and more excited as she spoke, and she held Fu Zihao's hands tightly with both of hers, as if she could pass her warmth to him.

At this moment, Fu Zihao on the hospital bed, the originally lifeless corners of his mouth, seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and rose up very slowly and slightly. First, it was an imperceptible slight movement, and then the arc slowly and quietly deepened, as if trying to respond to Lucy Liu's affectionate confession.

Finally, Lucy Liu's eyes, which were red and swollen from crying, caught sight of this abnormality.

She was stunned at first, thinking it was an illusion caused by her excessive grief. She rubbed her eyes hard and looked again carefully.

When she confirmed that the corners of Fu Zihao's mouth were indeed slightly raised, her eyes widened instantly, her face full of disbelief, her heart began to beat uncontrollably, even her breathing became rapid, and she stood there in a daze, not knowing whether to be surprised or happy.

After a moment, Lucy Liu vaguely caught a hint of whispers coming from outside the intensive care unit.

She subconsciously turned her head and through the window of the ward, she caught a glimpse of Fu Zixuan and Chen Yuehua stealthily sticking their heads out, glancing over here from time to time.

This unusual scene instantly made her suspicious. Thinking of Fu Zihao's slightly raised lips, a shocking thought flashed through her mind:

Is Fu Zihao not dead? Is he pretending to be dead? But how is this possible? He was clearly shot!

Liu Yuling's brain was working rapidly, but her face still maintained a sad expression. She slowly pulled Fu Zihao's clothes open, her fingers trembling and anxious, her eyes fixed on his chest.

At the same time, the corners of Fu Zihao's mouth, which were originally upturned, seemed to lose support and slowly fell back, returning to his calm appearance, and his eyeballs began to move restlessly under his tightly closed eyelids.

While continuing with her hand movements, Lucy Liu paid close attention to Fu Zihao's subtle changes, and her suspicions became more and more certain.

Finally, when she opened her clothes completely, she was surprised to find that the area where Fu Zihao's heart was was smooth and flat, without any signs of wound.

At this moment, Lucy Liu was instantly certain that Fu Zihao was not dead, but she did not expose him. She just wiped the remaining tears from her face with her hand. She rolled her eyes, as if she was mumbling to herself or talking to Fu Zihao:

"Hey, this is weird. He was clearly shot, so why is there no wound?"

After he finished speaking, his fingers gently slid across Fu Zihao's chest muscles, and he subconsciously pinched them a few times.

"Do you have the superpower of self-healing? Can bullet wounds heal instantly? This is too amazing. How about I verify it?"

As she spoke, she stood up and walked to the side of the intensive care unit where the instruments were placed, picked up a disposable syringe, unpacked it, and walked towards Fu Zihao holding the syringe, muttering to herself:

"Oh, I have to give it a try. If it really has this self-healing ability, I can let scientists slice it and study it. Maybe they can make a new medicine."

Just as the needle was about to go in, Fu Zihao, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes as if struck by an electric current and shouted in panic, "Don't pierce me, don't pierce me. I'm still alive and well. I'm not dead!"

However, Lucy Liu pretended to be confused and held up the needle and screamed, "Wow, it's a corpse! No, I have to check this corpse carefully."

At this moment, Liu Yuling's mind was as clear as a mirror. When she thought about how Fu Zihao had faked his death and made her so sad and upset, and how she had shed so many tears in vain, she was filled with resentment and decided to take the opportunity to take revenge on him and play tricks on him.

So, after saying that, the needle in his hand continued to stab Fu Zihao mercilessly.

Seeing this, Fu Zihao had no choice but to quickly get up from the bed, stand in front of Liu Yuling, and say, "Look, I'm fine. Nothing's wrong."

As he spoke, he pointed behind him and said, "Ghosts have shadows, but I don't have a shadow. I am a human. If you don't believe me, touch me. I still have body temperature."

However, Lucy Liu still pretended that she didn't understand anything, with a half-smile on her face, and her expression was hard to read.

She played with the needle in her hand and said, "Oh, this needle is really useful, it can bring a dead person back to life in an instant.

But I really want to know, how did your wound disappear?" As he spoke, he raised the needle and stabbed Fu Zihao fiercely.

Seeing this, Fu Zihao panicked and ran away immediately, all the way to another corner of the intensive care unit, thus putting some distance between himself and Lucy Liu.

But Lucy Liu was not willing to give up. She took light steps and chased after him. Her attitude seemed that she would not give up until the truth came out. The needle in her hand flashed coldly under the light of the ward, filling the small space with a tense and humorous atmosphere.

At this time, Fu Zixuan and Chen Yuehua, who were outside the ward, secretly glimpsed this scene. They saw Liu Yuling chasing Fu Zihao, holding a needle and about to stab him, while Fu Zihao ran back and forth.

This time Fu Zihao learned his lesson and shouted, "Liu Yuling, stop it. I wasn't shot. I really wasn't shot. The bullet hit someone..."

At the same time, Lucy Liu stumbled during the chase and suddenly lost her balance.

In a panic, the needle flew out of his hand, drawing an arc, and as luck would have it, it flew straight towards Fu Zixuan who was walking into the ward, and pierced his thigh squarely.

Fu Zixuan was suddenly attacked and screamed like a pig being slaughtered. He subconsciously reached out to pull out the needle.

Seeing this dramatic scene, Lucy Liu was stunned at first, then burst into laughter, tears welling up in her eyes, and said as she laughed: "Oh, this is really a sudden disaster!"

At this time, Chen Yuehua came in and said jokingly, "Fortunately, the needle didn't prick your vital parts, otherwise it would affect our happy life as husband and wife."