My aunt's name is Ma Xiaoling

The car was a little far away from the arena, Gu Yan looked behind in the rear view mirror, and he was relieved that no one was chasing him.

In a blink of an eye, I saw that Xiaoling's hand was shaking a lot while scrolling through the short video, and he reached out to cover her phone screen, "Don't be affected by these people who slander you, don't watch it anymore!"

But at this time, the phone rang, "Congratulations on getting rich, congratulations on being wonderful..."

It's Zhou Zhe.

It seemed that she had found someone who could give her an innocence, Xiaoling answered immediately, "Zhou Zhe, I..."

"It's not good, Ma Xiaoling, Qiao Sitian jumped off the building in the hospital, the rescue failed, the doctor just announced her death..."

"Impossible, she shouldn't die, she can't die..." Xiao Ling's tone was firm, obviously not believing what Zhou Zhe said.

"I'm not lying to you. She died with nothing to rest on her eyes. The doctor helped her apply heat to her eye muscles. She kept her eyes open even after being worshipped ten times! A nurse who saw her jump off the building said that her parents were there at the time. That is to say, She jumped in front of her parents!"

Recalling the resentment towards her parents when she was with Qiao Sitian, Xiaoling was like a thousand arrows in her heart, very much like the throbbing pain in the arena just now.

"Wait for me, I'll go and have a look!" Clutching her chest tightly, Xiaoling hung up the phone after responding.

The screen on the hand after disconnecting from the call returned to the small video platform again, and what was pushed out at this time was actually a short video of Qiao Sitian lying in a pool of blood, surrounded by many people holding mobile phones to take pictures...

The title is: Outbreak, the girl sitting at the bar with the surname Q, fell from the hospital, committed suicide in fear of crime!

The four words "suicide in fear of crime" filled Xiaoling's pupils.

"Gu Yan, take me to the hospital where Qiao Sitian lives!"

She called him by his first name.

She had forgotten that she was still in danger!

"No, there are so many people in the hospital now, you can't go!"

"I must go! In fact, on the bridge, she told me not to save her, but I only insisted on my own ideas, so that she had a chance to be forced to commit suicide!"

"When you think about her situation, have you forgotten your own situation? If you go now, won't you give more opportunities to people talking nonsense on the Internet?"

"She jumped off the building in front of her parents. She still dies with deep resentment. If I don't go, she will become a resentful soul. She will not be reincarnated, and will never be reborn!"

"Obviously she can live in the world innocently, but I caused her to be splashed with sewage and die of hatred. It's all my fault, I must go!"

Xiao Ling raised her tightly pressed palms, and hung them under her lips in a prayerful gesture. Before she could recite the teleportation spell, Gu Yan stretched out her hands and held them.

"Don't mess around, okay? I'll take you there! I'll take you there!"

……

As soon as he entered the hospital, he saw that there were obviously many more people holding their mobile phones. Gu Yan found a parking space far away from the hospital building and parked his car with relatively few people.

Gu Yan took out a small medicine box from the travel bag, took out a red syrup from the medicine box, and applied it to Xiaoling's calf, "Wait a minute, bury your face on my chest, don't let people See, I'll carry you in."

Also frightened by the battle outside, Xiaoling was a little flustered. Hearing Gu Yan's arrangement, she could only nod her head and agree, "Zhou Zhe said that they are currently in the morgue on the first floor, so we'll go there!"

The people present saw that a man wearing sunglasses and a sun hat and a tennis tracksuit ran anxiously into the inpatient building with a woman in the same tracksuit in his arms, and kept shouting, "Please let me go." Make way, please make way, save your life, please make way..."

The people who were attracted by the shouts saw the crimson legs of the woman fainted in the man's arms, and they all gave up their seats one after another.

Running all the way to the elevator entrance of the building, Gu Yan put Xiao Ling on the wheelchair pushed by Zhou Zhe who had already made an appointment on the phone.

In this way, they followed Zhou Zhe smoothly, and went down the back stairs to the first floor.

"The more people there are, the more dangerous they are. I made excuses to dismiss them all..."

"You also know how dangerous it is outside, why did you inform her?" Gu Yan pulled Zhou Zhe aside, scolding him in a low voice, but her expression clearly gritted her teeth.

"Then why did you send her here?" Zhou Zhe shook off Gu Yan's hand.

Asking this question made Gu Yan directly discouraged, and turned her head away, "I can't stop it! I'm afraid she will regret it!"

"You're afraid of her regrets, but I'm not? And even if I don't say it, will she not know? Compared to dealing with people outside, I'm more worried that even the funeral methods will not be able to make Qiao Sitian rest in peace. Will there be more What an uncontrollable accident!"

"Okay, you two stop talking!"

Pushing open the door and entering the morgue, Xiaoling saw Qiao Sitian bleeding from her forehead.

Taking off her hat and glasses, Xiao Ling was already kneeling in front of the freezer where Qiao Sitian's body lay, "I'm sorry, I hurt you!"

Qiao Sitian, who obviously passed away with a strong hatred for the world, could become a ghost once she got rid of her three souls, but when facing Xiao Ling, she didn't show any malice.

Wanting to reach out to help Xiaoling who kowtowed to him to apologize, Qiao Sitian, who couldn't touch her at all, realized again that she was really dead.

She couldn't say anything about her complaints, she could only wave her hands at Xiao Ling.

Qiao Sitian lived a strong and lonely life before her death, and Xiao Ling, who has long been in love with Qiao Sitian, knows that it is her favorite parents who make her finally die.

To cross the soul for Qiao Sitian, one must first untie his knot.

Only by letting her know that her parents really love her, can she clear up her resentment and transcend reincarnation.

"I remember when I came to persuade you last night, I saw that your forensic doctor asked for a physical examination. Where is the report?" Xiao Ling asked Zhou Zhe.

Zhou Zhe quickly took out his mobile phone, opened the folder and showed it to Xiaoling.

After flipping through a few pages carefully, Xiaoling asked again, "Where are Qiao Sitian's parents?"

"Her mother passed out from crying, and she was in the emergency room upstairs, taking a bottle. I used the excuse that she needed to be taken care of, and sent everyone away."

"Then let's go meet them?" Xiao Ling looked at Qiao Sitian with begging eyes, Qiao Sitian couldn't bear to refuse Xiao Ling, and nodded.

……

On the outskirts of the inpatient building, a woman wearing sunglasses watched a small video while walking to a group of flower beds closest to the entrance of the building, where many people were holding their mobile phones and waiting for today's hot material.

"What's going on today, I keep seeing that little video of a certain assistant being confessed in the tennis court? But this is wearing a couple outfit, so you don't need to ask and you know it's a couple. Why are you confessing in public? I don't know if it's a gimmick made by the tennis court owner to attract traffic..."

A curious agent looked at the screen of the woman's mobile phone. The two sets of tennis clothes reminded him of something. He whispered a few words to the people around him, and they went to the hospital together.

As soon as they moved, several groups of people nearby also followed in.

At this time, the woman wearing sunglasses put away her mobile phone, stepped on her red high heels, boarded a car that she had just been in, stopped for less than 2 minutes, and left.

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