Chapter 7 Extreme Pull
Lu Yuanchuan couldn't figure it out, so he could only pretend that he had intermittent brain twitches.

In addition, what he took today was a stubbornly resisting script, so he simply put it to the end.

"That's the way it is. If you have the ability, you can check it yourself." Lu Yuanchuan shrugged, "It's up to you if you want to vent your anger or find fault. The big deal is to kill you, whatever you like."

On the way to the hospital, the vice president explained the whole story to Lu Yuanchuan in detail, focusing on the "husband and wife interest" of Young Master Wei intimidating his fiancee.

Although Lu Yuanchuan didn't understand where this kind of manipulation lies, he chose to respect the diversity of species for money.

Lu Yuanchuan sighed.

For this hospital, he paid too much.

Wei Zhaolin repeated word by word: "One life?"

"!" Mihe's scalp tingled.

For the Omega people, life is the most important thing. In order to continue and live, they can shrink in the cocoon and give up their pure blood.

Hearing Lu Yuanchuan's hard-line remarks that were almost "head can be broken, blood can flow", Mihe was angry and envious.

How can you not be envious?
Without a large ethnic group of more than one billion, how dare you say that you are so heroic?

Humans are amazing!

Mi He felt that she couldn't just let Lu Yuanchuan ruin her life, she had to save him.

At this moment, her hand was still holding Wei Zhaolin's hand. In the case of physical contact, Mi He didn't dare to use her mental power too presumptuously, so she could only cautiously stick out a thin strand to slightly influence her. Take a look at Lu Yuanchuan's thinking mode.

In the next second, Lu Yuanchuan, who was still like an iron-headed baby just now, directly performed a wave of kneeling, and howled with great regret: "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have deleted the surveillance video. I didn't expect to cause trouble for you. In fact, I deleted the surveillance video. I regretted it after I finished, I just said those words just because I couldn't save my face, please forgive me once!"

Mihe nodded secretly.

I heard that there is a saying among human beings, "Be lenient when confessing, and be strict when resisting", and most human beings prefer soft things over hard things. Letting Lu Yuanchuan say this should effectively alleviate the anger of Wei Zhaolin.

The vice president turned his head to look at Lu Yuanchuan with a face full of horror, his movements were too large, and he accidentally stretched the tendons in his neck.

He gasped, covered his neck with one hand, and grabbed Lu Yuanchuan with the other: "Yuanchuan, what's wrong with you? Get up, the ground is cold!"

This is not the same as a good script!

Why did you change crews while acting?

After Lu Yuanchuan was helped up by the vice president, his face froze for two seconds.

He seriously recalled the brain-damaged operation just now, and his hands trembled slightly.

So, he was scared out of his mind by Wei Zhaolin just now?

But people didn't care about him!

Then why was he so preoccupied with apologizing to Wei Zhaolin just now, why did he think that as long as Wei Zhaolin could forgive him, he could do anything?

Lu Yuanchuan covered his forehead, and stared at Wei Zhaolin in astonishment: "Am I crazy? Am I out of my mind? Otherwise, how could I be so afraid of you? They have two eyes and one mouth, why should I be afraid of you?!"

Mihe: "..."

Careless.

She thought that ray of mental power was enough to correct Lu Yuanchuan's attitude, but it only affected it for less than a minute, but if she increased the intensity, she dared not...

Mi He hesitated for two seconds, and gave Lu Yuanchuan another ray of mental strength.

The astonishment and puzzlement on Lu Yuanchuan's face instantly turned into remorse and frustration: "What you just said doesn't count, Master Wei, please believe me, I really regret it, and I really know I was wrong!"

The deputy dean felt that something was wrong, so he secretly took out his cell phone to send a message to the dean, that is, Lu Yuanchuan's father.

[Lao Lu, does Yuan Chuan have mental problems?Or is there any related genetic disease history in your family? ]
Dean Lu replied in seconds: [? ]

The deputy dean couldn't explain clearly, so he simply took a few steps back, raised his phone and started recording.

Wei Zhaolin looked at Lu Yuanchuan for a moment, then turned his gaze to Mi He, his eyes were deep and thoughtful.

Mihe's throat tightened, and he lowered his head with a guilty conscience.

As soon as she lowered her head, the spiritual thread that was already as thin as a gossamer was broken again.

Lu Yuanchuan stood in a daze for a while, then shouted with a pale face: "I regret it! If it wasn't for the performance, would I admit my mistake? I was absolutely right!"

"..." Mihe could only continue to work hard.

Lu Yuanchuan was forced to change his face again: "I was wrong, I was really wrong..."

……

15 minute later.

Lu Yuanchuan, who performed face-changing Sichuan Opera eight times in a row, went mad in the ward with red eyes.

"I'm not crazy! I'm not sick! I can't be crazy—"

This extreme tussle ended when Dean Lu rushed into the ward with two psychiatrists and four security guards.

Lu Yuanchuan, who was in chaos and on the verge of collapse, was dragged out by the security guard's arms, and was still yelling at the top of his voice when he was dragged away.

"Let go! I'm not sick! Just delete a monitor, how could it drive me crazy! Impossible—"

Dean Lu burst into tears. After seeing the video sent to him by the deputy dean, he led people to rush over. Now facing the fact that his son went crazy, the whole person has experienced a lot of vicissitudes.

"Master Wei, I'm really sorry... I didn't expect Yuan Chuan to be like this. I will ask him clearly about what you want to investigate. If you have anything else you want to know, I will wait until his condition is stable. ..."

Dean Lu choked up and wiped away his tears: "I'll go check on Yuanchuan first."

The principal and deputy deans left one after the other, leaving Mi He and Wei Zhaolin staring at each other.

Mi He was actually panicking at the moment, even if she didn't understand human beings, she guessed that the matter was probably messed up.

Wei Zhaolin remained calm, as if he didn't care about the farce just now.

"Mihe." He raised his hand and pressed his palm against Mihe's temple, "Do you know why Lu Yuanchuan went crazy?"

Wei Zhaolin's palms were slightly cold, and the movement of covering Mi He's temples was also very light, but Mi He's nerves tensed up in an instant, and the whole person entered a state of high alert.

Races that have had conflicts with the Omega people know that the brain is the only weakness of the Omega people, and it is also the most vulnerable part of the whole body.

How can Mihe not be nervous when his vitals are so close?
She pursed her lips and replied cautiously: "...I don't know."

Wei Zhaolin lowered his eyes, his thin lips curved slightly.

"You better really not know."

After leaving the hospital, Mi He was still wondering what Wei Zhaolin meant by that.

Doubt her?So deliberately probing?
Mi He clenched her lower lip, no matter it was true or not, she must be more careful in front of Wei Zhaolin in the future.

While thinking about it, Mi He touched his temple.

There is also the crucial question, will it be a pure coincidence?

After leaving the hospital, Mi Kuan drove the car, looking in a good mood, and still had the time to chat with Mi He: "Tsk tsk tsk, I never thought that Dean Lu's only son is crazy, and it will be over after that! Mental illness, this life That's all!"

There are always some people in this world, no matter how well they live, they don't want others to live better than him. Mi Kuan is a typical example.

Mi He was startled when he heard this.

Mental illness can also affect life?
Since it is a disease, isn't it curable after treatment?

Mihe's head was buzzing, and finally realized belatedly that she seemed to have kicked Lu Yuanchuan from one pit to another.

Mi He took out her mobile phone from her pocket, started typing extremely slowly, and was about to send a message to her only human friend at present.

[Which result is more unacceptable to human beings, prison or mental illness? ]
There were 25 characters in one message, and Mi He pressed the phone for nearly 10 minutes.

There is no way, she is really not suitable for the technological products developed by the earthlings.

Human friends responded quickly.

[It depends on how long you have been in prison, but under normal circumstances, you will choose mental illness. In fact, many criminals pretend to be mentally ill in order to escape legal sanctions. treatment, including death row prisoners. ]
Mihe read it several times carefully.

understood.

She did help Lu Yuanchuan, and being treated as mentally ill was like giving Lu Yuanchuan a gold medal to avoid death.

This is a good thing.

Mihe immediately felt relieved.

(End of this chapter)

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