Salted fish dressed as Xiaofubao of the age

Chapter 489 The current children...

The director wants to cry, why should he bear this kind of pressure that he shouldn't bear when he is about to retire.

He's just an ordinary mortal.

Yan Sinian interrupted the director's self-pity, "How many victims are there now?"

The director came back to his senses and said seriously: "We know that there are three related dead people."

Three people?Yue Qingqing felt that the number was more than she thought.

I heard from Shi Xi that evil cultivators are generally very cautious.

But this person seemed to cast his net everywhere, without any worry about being targeted by the Unnatural Administration.

What an audacity.

Yan Sinian asked the director, "Is there someone named Cui Xiaoman among them?"

The director was shocked, "How did you know that?"

"You didn't find out? She came to the People's Hospital before."

The director shook his head, "But she died at home."

Yu Da couldn't help worrying: "Senior Yan, could it be that even you can't save Cui Xiaoman?"

"She is going to die herself, and no one can save her."

Yan Sinian explained what happened in a few words, but both the director and Yu Da were silent.

I don't know whether to lament Yan Sinian's hard-hearted heart, or Cui Xiaoman's life attitude that he would rather die for the sake of beauty.

Yan Sinian asked, "Is there any other information?"

Came here by car, can't you tell me something he doesn't know?
The director coughed, "This time I also want to see Dr. Yan personally."

He picked up the walkie-talkie and said something.

A moment later, the door was pushed open, and the man in the wheelchair made Yan Sinian's pupils shrink.

Dong Meng - Cui Xiaoman's husband.

When they met again, Yan Sinian barely recognized him.

The man's hair was gray, and he seemed to have aged 20 years in a short period of time.

A policeman came in with a wheelchair.

Dong Meng looked up and saw Yan Sinian, showing a smile uglier than crying.

"Doctor Yan, you are here too."

He didn't know what to say. Dr. Yan persuaded him back then and asked him to sign a letter of knowledge.

But under Cui Xiaoman's fuss, he still agreed to be discharged from the hospital.

finally--

"Thinking about this period of time is almost like a dream."

Dong Meng still doesn't know why he loves his wife so much that he hates her so much at the same time.

Neither emotion is even in excess.

Dong Meng felt as if he had a switch to control his emotions.

It's just that the remote control is in someone else's hands.

The director asked Dong Meng, "Tell Dr. Yan about your changes."

Dong Meng lowered his head, "After Xiaoman passed away, my body suddenly became very weak, like a balloon that has been poked, and the air inside is passing away little by little."

First hair loss, waking up in the middle of the night.

Then there was weakness in hands and feet, and he was sweating all over his body at every turn.

It was difficult to even walk in the back.

During a company meeting, Dong Meng, who was holding on to his strength, suddenly passed out. When he woke up, he found himself lying on the hospital bed and could no longer stand up.

He could feel his body getting worse and worse, and death was so close, Dong Meng had already started preparing for the cemetery these days.

I am also looking for a suitable relative to be my daughter's future guardian.

After talking for a while, Dong Meng began to pant, and his lips began to turn white.

He spends most of his time hanging himself with instruments now.

The director quickly asked the police to take him back to the hospital.

After the people left, the director sighed.

"Probably the situation is similar, as are the husbands of the other two victims."

Yu Da said: "Our bureau guessed that this wooden sculpture can not only devour the flesh and soul of women, but also affect men."

Glancing at Yue Qingqing, he didn't know whether he should say the next thing or not.

Yue Qingqing suddenly realized, "Is it the spirit of a man?"

The director who had just opened the thermos to moisten his throat coughed violently.

Today's kids really dare to say anything.

(End of this chapter)