You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 886: Surgery cleared for you
Feng Linyu was already in a cold sweat, and he heard the warning sound suddenly sounded. He had been to this haunted house before, and the door of the haunted house could only be entered but not out, and he could only leave through the exit.
He suddenly thought of Feng Yushang's bodyguard, and hurriedly turned to look for it.
Where is anyone else?
The lights in the haunted house are all turned off, and only a faint green light like a ghost fire emanates from nowhere, making the ghosts in the haunted house with green faces and fangs even more hideous.
Although Feng Linyu is an atheist and doesn't believe in ghosts in this world, he still feels frightened.
But at this moment, what he is most afraid of is not the ghosts in front of him, but whether Feng Yushang already knows his secret.
Shang Qian was scared to death by Zhang Shanshan's ghost.
He's now thrown into the haunted house.
In addition to what Zhang Shanshan said about the video, and the fact that he and Zhang Shanshan were framed, he felt that this should not be a coincidence.
Everything is connected, and there is only one answer: Feng Yushang already knew about the fact that he let Zhang Shanshan pretend to be a ghost to scare Shang Qian to death.
Whether it was his adultery with Zhang Shanshan, or his removal from the Feng family and the Feng family, and the current haunted house, it was Feng Yushang's revenge against him.
He shuddered at the thought.
His face was pale, his back was wet with cold sweat, and he was shaking all over.
If, the video thing is true.
If Feng Yushang knew that he killed Shang Qian, then his fate would be predictable.
No.
He can't sit still.
He must find a way to roll over!
The top priority is to get out of here first!
He gritted his teeth, turned and ran towards the exit of the haunted house.
In the middle of the journey, evil spirits kept appearing suddenly, frightening him.
Although he knew it was fake, he still suppressed the fear of being absent, screaming repeatedly, almost fainting several times
He had been to this haunted house before, and it wasn't so scary.
But this time, it's not the same as before.
He had been trying desperately to tell himself that there were no ghosts in this world, and the ghosts in the haunted house were all pretended to be by the staff, but when he was running, a **** head suddenly fell from the ceiling, and the head just hung upside down. In front of him, face to face with him.
The head and facial features are ferocious, and the seven holes are bleeding. He was screaming in fear. Suddenly, a lot of blood was dripping from the ceiling, dripping on his face and sliding into his mouth.
The mouth was immediately filled with the stench of blood, and I reached out and wiped it, the sticky, scarlet color of my hands.
Feng Linyu was so scared that his courage was about to break, screaming sharply, and continued to run forward.
As he was running, he suddenly slipped under his feet and hit a pile of rocks on the side of the road.
The man slammed into the rock pile, and the stones on the rock pile rolled down, burying him below.
He struggled to get up, and another stone fell from the sky, just in his span.
A piercing pain came, he let out a shrill scream, rolled his eyes, and passed out.
When he woke up, he was already lying in the snow-white ward.
Thinking of the scene before he passed out, he hurriedly reached out to touch his span.
All he felt was a fluffy ball of gauze.
"Are you awake?" The nurse came over and looked at him sympathetically: "How are you feeling? I'll ask the doctor to check the bed right away."
"What's wrong with me?" Feng Linyu grabbed the nurse's arm suddenly, and asked in an almost mournful voice, "What's wrong with me? Why am I hurting so much? What the **** is wrong with me?"
"This..." Although embarrassed, the nurse said hesitantly: "When you were sent here, your testicles were smashed and your **** were severely damaged. The doctor could not treat you conservatively, only It was surgically cleared for you..."