Fang Ling could never forget the look in the murderer's eyes when he stabbed her with a knife.

Fierce, vicious, hateful.jj.br

If I have to say that I have done anything in the past that would make people seek revenge...

There really is.

Fang Ling thought of the three dead bones dug up by the police and buried in the cement floor of Zhou Yang's house.

She was confident that all traces of the incident had been dealt with and the police should not be able to find her.

And... shouldn't that family be extinct?

Someone came out of nowhere, found out about her, and wanted to take revenge on her?

The pain in her abdomen was so severe that she couldn't bear it without taking painkillers. The anesthesia didn't completely wear off, making her drowsy and almost comatose from time to time.

This feeling of being out of control and unconscious made Fang Ling infinitely more nervous and frightened after being attacked.

She always felt that if that person knew that she was not dead, he would definitely come to her - if that person was really related to what she was thinking about.

This idea made Fang Ling refuse to be approached by others. Unless it was the nurse who came to change her dressing, no one could approach her, including the nurse her husband hired for her.

Except for the nurse who changed the dressing, she would scream whenever anyone came near her. The nurse did not dare to get too close to her, so she could only help her empty her urine bag when it was full.

The main reason is that the screams are too harsh, and the nurse aunt really doesn't want to take care of this matter.

Yes, the nurse aunt called Fang Ling a troublemaker.

When Fang Ling didn't need the nurse, she would scream at her to stay away from her. When she did, she would yell at the nurse to carry her shit and urinate.

To drink water, you have to drink hot water. It cannot be cold or too hot. If you can't drink it yourself, you have to ask the nurse to feed it. If you don't like it at all, you will yell and say that the money is wasted.

I don’t want to do it anymore because of it.

If Li/Peng hadn't been so generous and offered a salary of 800 a day, she would have stopped working.

Now Fang Ling seems to be asleep due to the anesthetic, and there is no movement. The nurse aunt is going to be lazy and go downstairs to buy a roasted potato to eat.

As for taking care of Fang Ling...

Just walk away for a few minutes, and nothing will happen. It's just a few minutes of laziness. In Fang Ling's case, the aunt felt that she was being kind by not abusing her secretly.

Fang Ling shouted that someone was going to kill her, and her aunt curled her lips when she heard it. She thought she was suffering from delusions of being persecuted.

Let's not mention whether anyone wants to kill her. There are so many people in the hospital and there are police outside. How can anyone dare to come and kill her?

Anyway, the nurse aunt didn't care about Fang Ling and went downstairs to buy roasted potatoes.

There was only an unconscious Fang Ling left in the ward, lying alone on the hospital bed.

The policeman guarding outside was sorting documents with his laptop. He has been very busy recently. He has to take care of paperwork when he is out in the field, and he has to work overtime on both sides.

The young policeman who was busy typing saw a person passing him out of the corner of his eye, walking towards the ward where Fang Ling was.

The little policeman looked up and saw a tall little nurse.

The little nurse is about 1.7 meters tall and has a good figure, with a curvy front and back, but she is wearing a nurse's hat and a mask, so her face cannot be seen.

Without looking further, I guess this little nurse was here to change Fang Ling's dressing. The policeman and the little nurse looked at each other, nodded, and then they went about their own business.

Lowering his head and continuing to type on the laptop, the little policeman did not see the little nurse's wild eyebrows that were hidden by the nurse's hat, nor did he notice the little nurse's feet, which were larger than those of ordinary girls.

The little nurse holding the medicine bottle entered the ward, gently closed the door of the ward, held the door with a nursing chair, and then walked briskly to Fang Ling's bed.

He reached out and took away the almost empty bottle and replaced it with the bottle in his hand.

Fang Ling could vaguely feel someone approaching. She forced herself to open her eyes and took a look. When she saw that it was the nurse changing her dressing, she felt relieved and closed her eyes again.

After closing her eyes, Fang Ling asked very weakly: "Sister nurse...how many bottles of water are there to be filled today? I feel a little pain in the hand that is hanging the water. Can you please help me slow down the speed of the potion...

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Then, Fang Ling heard the nurse answer her in a neutral voice: "It's okay, the pain will be gone soon."

"It won't hurt if you die."

Fang Ling's eyes suddenly widened!

Then came the feeling of suffocation!

The nurse pinched Fang Ling's neck so hard that the veins on his arms were clearly visible.

Fang Ling wanted to scream, to attract the attention of the police outside, but her throat was tightly blocked and she couldn't make any sound.

She twisted and struggled, twisting as much as possible, grabbing the "nurse"'s hand with both hands and pinching her, and pulling out hard, but to no avail.

The suffocation made Fang Ling's face turn red and purple. She scratched and scratched the "nurse's" arm with her fingernails, and beat it with all her strength. Her legs kicked up and down under the quilt, and the hospital bed vibrated slightly with her movements.

With eyes full of reluctance and hatred, Fang Ling stared at the person in front of her, her eyeballs protruding, and her long nails only scratched some marks on the gloves worn by the "nurse".

The "nurse" only had one pair of eyes exposed, and those eyes looked at Fang Ling. Seeing her feeble struggle, she felt pleasure welling up in her heart.

When the nurse came back carrying roasted potatoes, she said hello to the little policeman at the door.

"Comrade police, you are still on duty so late. Would you like some hot roasted potatoes? It's delicious!"

"No, no," the policeman declined politely, "My colleague will come to change my shift later, and I will go home to eat. You can eat."

The aunt didn't shirk. She held the roasted potato in one hand and opened it to eat, and opened the door of the ward with the other hand.

The door can be opened a crack, but the aunt can't push it open with one hand.

"Hey, comrade policeman, this door seems to be stuck. Why can't it be pushed open?"

The little policeman also tried it and pushed it open a little, but he only opened the gap a little wider.

The little policeman thought for a while and realized that a little nurse had just entered. It seemed that before she came out, she shouted twice to the ward: "Nurse, nurse? Please open the door for us. The door seems to be stuck!"

In the hospital, the shy little policeman was too embarrassed to speak loudly.

There was no reply from the ward.

"Nurse?" The little policeman thought he hadn't heard, so he knocked on the door twice more, but still no one answered.

This time, I completely realized something was wrong.

The little policeman asked the aunt to step back, then raised his leg to kick the door.

The door was not kicked open, but an irregular hole was made.

Through the hole, the little policeman pushed the escort chair that was blocking the door to the side, and then finally opened the door.

In the ward, the windows were wide open, and the chilly southeast wind whistled.

On the hospital bed, Fang Ling, with a sling bottle in her hand, looked like she was dead.

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