Ten diligent days: the fields are still

Chapter 261 The Extinction of the Word Spirit

"It looks like that to me, but why is she hugging us?"

"I don't know! He's quite strong, I can't push him open."

After carrying ten people, Zi Ling's strength obviously decreased and his speed slowed down a lot. In the end, he was pinned to the ground by two security guards.

"Still running? Still running? Who can outrun you? You are harassing me, understand? Don't move!"

Zi Ling stared and struggled for a few times, then suddenly his whole body twitched, and he spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth. His eyes rolled back, and he fell to the ground motionless.

The security guard was so frightened that he let go of his hand and looked at the police who had just stepped into the hall, trying his best to distance himself from the matter, "This has nothing to do with us! Comrade police officer."

A policeman squatted down, sniffed Zi Ling's breath, frowned, and said, "Please ask the hospital director to come over."

Since there were too many people in the hall, the police took all the relevant personnel to the office on the left side of the hall for investigation.

Yuan Lai pushed aside the crowd of onlookers and saw Zi Ling lying on the ground with a pool of bright red blood around his mouth.

So dazzling.

Born between words, before having time to feel the world, forced to bear the author's pain, knowing that he is about to die, so he hugs the characters in the book like crazy.

She knew that this was the most advantageous way Ren He had chosen to revive Wu Jiahe. By sacrificing only one word spirit, Wu Jiahe could be reborn at the lowest cost.

Cruel and realistic.

The nurse who rushed over to perform the rescue shook her head helplessly and said, "It's too late to save him."

Because Zi Ling was wearing a hospital gown, the hospital quickly notified her family.

Wu Jiahe's mother looked like she had just attended a party and was wearing a formal dress. When she heard the news, she rushed to the hospital without even having time to change her clothes.

Yuan Lai followed him upstairs. There was no sign of Ren He in the ward. The book was standing at the head of the bed, with the pages turned.

Wu Jiahe's mother sat by the bed, holding Zi Ling's hand tightly, but her words were ruthless, "She's finally dead. No need to waste money anymore."

After saying this, he shook off Zi Ling's hand, stood up, and walked to the door of the ward. He took only two steps before collapsing on the ground, crying bitterly, "What an enemy, what an enemy! You won't let me rest in peace even after my death!"

"From now on, I will really be alone."

Yuan Lai stood aside, complaining and crying non-stop, with mixed feelings.

Perhaps there is a hint of reluctance between these complaints, but as to whether it is love, only you know.

In the crowd, Ren He looked expressionlessly at Wu Jiahe's mother crying in the hospital corridor. Wu Jiahe behind him had already changed his expression and looked coldly at his mother crying.

"Let's go." Yuan Lai heard Wu Jiahe say to Ren He.

The two people turned around and completely disappeared in the crowd.

Yuan Lai turned around and saw the book on the bedside floating in the air, and then completely merged into that body.

After investigation, it was found to be a misunderstanding. The ten people had no relationship with the person involved. The security guard was just doing his job. The person involved died purely due to illness.

The police left the hospital, the security guard returned to his post, and Dun Dun went to the clinic with the newly obtained registration form.

When Yuan Lai was on his way to find Qi Rong, he happened to be walking opposite his brothers and ran into them.

Dun Dun entered the clinic alone, while the others sat outside the door waiting.

He took off his hat and saw a bandage wrapped around his head.

The doctor carefully untied the bandage and examined the wound. "Your wound has fully healed. You don't need to come anymore."

"Thank you, doctor." Dun Dun touched the back of his head where a large patch of hair was missing and put his hat back on.

After coming out, the brothers surrounded him and asked about the healing of his wounds.

"It's all right now."

The child stretched out his finger and said, "The black lines have all disappeared. I could still see them faintly yesterday."

The others also went to look for the black lines on their bodies, but they had all disappeared.

When the word spirit died, the black lines also scattered in the air like the wind.

Yuan Lai stood at the stairs, watching the bead in his palm gradually shrink and finally turn into a drop of blood.

Those were a pair of eyes of a spirit, with difficult-to-understand words engraved on them. Only now did Yuan Lai understand that those words were written carefully by Wu Jiahe one by one.

Now that Zi Ling has died and Wu Jiahe has been reborn, I wonder if we will see each other again in the future.

Qi Rong came out of the ward and saw Yuan Lai standing alone at the stairs, staring at his palm in a daze.

"Are you OK?"

Yuan Lai wiped the blood from his palm and replied, "It's okay. I just feel lucky to have met you."

"Why do you think so?"

Yuan Lai didn't answer the question. She looked into the ward and asked, "Why did she suddenly go into premature labor?"

"Maybe he got frightened a few days ago."

Qi Rong grabbed Yuan Lai's hand and prepared to take her away.

Ranran in the ward saw Yuan Lai at the door and waved, "You are the friend who listened to the story! Since you are here, why don't you come in?"

Yuan Laisong let go of Qi Rong's hand and walked into the ward. "Hello, sister."

Ranran smiled and said, "It's better to call me sister. These days, the doctors and nurses in the hospital all call me the maternity nurse. It's a pity that you didn't see my daughter. When she's older, I'll invite you to see her again."

"You can come anytime, sister. Have you chosen a name for your daughter?"

"It's ready." Ranran lay flat on the hospital bed, her face rosy and in good spirits. "Let's call her Jiang Qingtian. Jiang Yan's last name, my first name. I hope she can live a peaceful and easy life without too much hardship."

Jiang Qingtian, Jiang Qingtian, Yuan Lai muttered the name silently, and then realized that he seemed to have missed something important.

After leaving the ward, she looked at Qi Rong, who was silent beside her, and asked, "Tell me, is it possible that I am the only one in the world who witnessed her birth twice?"

"That time when we went back to Houdoumen, those red spider lilies, were they also her? She came back, but none of us noticed."

"You said that when the red spider lily appears, it represents longing. So, what about her now..."

Qi Rong lowered his head and looked into Yuan Lai's eyes. "The past is gone like the wind, why worry about it anymore? Now she is just Jiang Qingtian."

A gust of wind blew in from the open window, blinding Yuan Lai's eyes.

Jiang Qingtian, Jiang Qingtian.

Perhaps, this may not be another kind of perfection.

The setting sun outside the window was as red as blood. The ten brothers left the hospital in a noisy and quarrelsome manner. Yuan Lai seemed to have returned to the bustling back gate.

"I have a great idea. Let's call her Sunny."

"Sunny day~"

"Then you're done. You definitely can't stand this!"

"She follows you around like a puppy..."

"So cute."

"Hahaha, the status of red envelopes has declined."

"I told you before, don't get emotionally involved with her."

"Your mother doesn't recognize you, so I have to raise you."

"My little sunny day."

"It's all empty, there's nothing left."

At this point, everything has finally settled down. After a brief encounter, they each embarked on different paths.

But why did she want more?