Seeing her, Wu Yun's heart suddenly became cold.

She never expected that the director of this hospital on Nanshan Island would be Qin Linzhou's daughter, Arlin.

Arlene looked radiant and seemed to have just finished maintenance from the beauty salon. She was carrying a brand-name handbag on her slender wrist, wearing a pink lace dress, and her long fluffy hair was slightly curly, and she looked particularly lazy and charming.

Women who are about to hold a wedding are always softer and gentler than usual.

"I'm the director, right," Arlene smiled and said brightly, "This hospital is my dad's property. When I was eighteen, my dad gave me the hospital as an adult gift."

"Okay, I don't have time to discuss with you who is the director of this hospital. Miss Arlene, I only ask you one thing to save her!" Wu Yun asked for help softly, begging all over his eyes.

Arlene glanced at the wound on Murong Nuan's body, and the smile hidden in her eyes could not be hidden.

She was worried that Qin Mo would not be able to do it at one time, but now she looked like she was half-dead, so she could see Qin Mo's cruelty.

But save people...

"I'm sorry, I can't do anything." Arlene looked full of regret.

Wu Yun clenched his fists tightly, and his fingers made a "crack" sound.

It's useless to ask her!

"Leng Noodle! Let's go!" She pulled Leng Noodle out of the hospital without looking back.

Cold-mouth gritted her teeth, her face looked very ugly: "If this continues, I'm afraid it won't work. She has lost too much blood."

Wu Yun also had a bleak face. If Murong Nuan had a few shortcomings, how would she go back and explain to Miss Mimi and Young Master Shangguan Yi?

While he was in a daze, Wu Yun's cell phone rang.

Seeing this number, she suddenly felt like she had grabbed a life-saving straw and picked it up desperately.

"Mr. Fu! Save Miss Murong!"

Five minutes later, a car parked at the hospital door. Fu Yujie opened the car door, got out of the car in a hurry, and took Murong Nuan from the cold side.

"Where are you going to take her?" Leng Meng was anxious.

Fu Yujie turned his head coldly and glanced at him: "Take her to a place where she can survive."

Wu Yun reached out to stop the cold face and murmured: "Do you still understand the matter now? His appearance came to save Nuannuan."

"But Fu Yujie is not a good person." Cold frowned.

Wu Yun glared at him with a grudge: "What does that matter? As long as he loves her, he will definitely not let her die!"

Tomorrow is the day to marry Qin Mo. Alin is in a good mood.

Especially when I saw Murong Nuan on the brink of life and death with my own eyes, my mood was even more icing on the cake.

If she did not accept Murong Nuan into the hospital, then no one would dare to save Murong Nuan on this Nanshan Island.

She is dead.

Thinking of this, Arlene hummed a song in a relaxed mood, looked at her diamond earrings in the mirror, and the more she admired her, the more she felt that she was as beautiful as a fairy.

"Bang bang bang--"

The dull knock sounded, and Arlene was used to it, and she didn't raise her head, frowned and scolded: "Didn't you ask you to help me get high heels?"

Danmei, who had her tongue cut, walked up to her, gestured with her gesture, and signaled someone to come in.

Arlene raised her head, and after a moment, Ichiho appeared quietly.

"Didn't I tell you to stop showing up again?" Arlene was a little impatient.

Ichio smiled: "Why, you will marry him tomorrow, and you won't plan to recognize me today?"

"If you have nothing to do, go out early. I don't want Amo to see any misunderstandings." Arlene was too lazy to pay attention to it, turned around and continued to tidy up her hair in the mirror.

"There's something, I think I need to tell you." Ichiho put his hands on his chest, and a gloomy smile flashed across his handsome face. "I believe you must be very interested."

"There is only one thing that can interest me now, that is, I'm going to marry Amo." She snorted, not caring about it.

"What if it's about your fiance's past?" Ichio slowly turned to her, with a hint of weirdness in his tone, "You don't want to know at all, who he was?"

Arlene's back froze, slowly turned around, and saw the sneer of Ichiho in the shadow.

The rain and mist on Nanshan Island are filled with water vapor everywhere.

In a small bar, people from all kinds of people gathered together to gamble and pick up girls, drink and brag.

The man in an olive green raincoat walked in slowly, his eyebrows and eyes hidden in a hat, and no one could see his appearance clearly.

He ordered a large cup of cheap beer from the bar, walked slowly to the corner, and found a place with few people to sit down.

The appearance of men did not attract everyone's attention. Such people appeared in this small bar every day.

In the corner, there was a man wearing black clothes, his side face was hidden in the shadows, looking particularly blurry.

"Already alive?" asked the man in the raincoat with a low smile, his eyes staring casually elsewhere.

"I can't die." The man in black threw out three words in a concise and neat way.

The man in the raincoat smiled slightly: "My people have arrived, and I will catch them all tomorrow. At that time, you should pay attention to your own safety."

After just a few words of exchange, the two of them looked at each other as if they had never had any interaction.

Qin Mo sat for a long time, until the sky was completely dark, and then slowly got up and went back.

Tomorrow is the day for the wedding. In order to give him some mystery, Arlene insisted on not meeting tonight.

He opened the door, walked to the bedroom, put his arms around the back of his head, and slowly lay down.

In the darkness, he stared straight at the ceiling, and all the things about the Devil Forest last night flashed in his mind. The woman slowly fell in front of him like a bloody butterfly.

He slowly hugged himself in pain and curled up into a ball.

In a trance, a heavy impact sound suddenly came from outside the door.

He frowned, stood up silently, and pulled the door open.

A figure crashed into his arms.

He was originally in a defensive posture and smelled the familiar fragrance and immediately hugged her.

"Alene?" He called out tentatively.

The woman in her arms was cold and motionless.

Realizing that something was wrong, Qin Mo hurriedly picked her up and put it on the bed, and turned on the light.

His pupils suddenly shrank and his face changed suddenly.

Arlene in front of her was like a broken doll, lying on the bed without any sense of despair, looking dark.

Her wheat-colored body was hidden in the broken thighs, her arms and chest were covered with dark and shallow blue-purple marks, and her thighs were covered with bloodstained wounds.

Qin Mo slowly stretched out his hand, pushed her little face over, and saw five finger marks on his cheek.

The blood at the corner of her mouth had already condensed, her eyes staring at her head stiffly, motionless.

"Who did it?" His voice was awkward.

A pale smile slowly winds out from the corner of her mouth: "Ichiho..."

Ichiho...

Yes, from the first day he came to the island, Ichio kept targeting him for Arlene.

It's not surprising that he would do such a thing before marriage.

"I will make him pay the price." He leaned over and hugged her, tightening her in his arms with a little force.

Arlene closed her eyes, and tears fell silently from the corners of her eyes.

"Amo, don't leave me, please..."

His lips were pursed tightly, his expression was as cold as the moon in the sky, and he wanted to catch Yixiong immediately.

But before he could take action, Ichio's body was caught.

He hanged himself at the entrance of the Devil Forest.

The night patrolman said that when he saw a person swaying in the air at night, he thought it was a ghost, so he plucked up the courage to call his companions to come and see him, and then he found that someone had hanged himself.

"I quickly put down Master Yixiong, but when I reached out and touched him, I found that Master Yixiong had already..." At this point, his face showed a sad look.

Yixiong's face turned blue, his eyes were protruding, and a deep purple mark was struck by a rope around his neck, which looked particularly creepy.

He died like this?

Qin Mo frowned slightly. He didn't look like someone who would commit suicide.

"Who else was there except you that night?" he asked in a deep voice.

The man shook his head, looking sure: "I'm the only one who saw it!"

Qin Mo slowly stood up and ordered someone to carry Yixiong away.

After dawn, everyone on the island will know that Ichio is dead.

No one can predict what kind of storm will cause at that time.
To be continued...