The scheming beauty in Quick Travel is flirtatious and wild

Chapter 95 A Big Hole

The surroundings fell into silence for a moment, and the chandelier on the ceiling of the ward emitted cold light, pouring down from Su Luo's head, turning her already weak face pale.

She stared at Xu Zhihan, eager to find any trace of joking on her face.

However, she only saw Xu Zhihan's red eyes, and her hand was held tighter and tighter by the other party.

After a long time, she finally found the voice that was frozen in her throat, and her light eyes were frightening.

"Where is he?"

"...302 downstairs."

Hearing this, Su Luo wiped away her tears with her sleeves, pulled out the needle on the back of her hand without any care, and let the blood droplets flow out along the light cyan blood vessels.

Xu Zhihan wanted to help her but she dodged her. She pushed herself out of bed and staggered into the corridor without putting on shoes.

At the elevator entrance, many people were waiting. They saw a girl running over with a look of embarrassment but not concealing her beauty.

The red number had just reached the first floor. Su Luo waited for two seconds and rushed directly to the stairwell, slamming the big iron door behind her.

In the darkness, the sensor lights were not on, and messy footsteps sounded in the narrow corridor.

Unable to think at all, she ran down from the tenth floor in one breath. When she finally entered the corridor on the third floor, her heart seemed to jump out of her throat.

At the door of 302, Fu Qianbai and Gu Xiaozhou were sitting on chairs outside the ward.

Hearing the sound, they raised their tired faces. In their sight, Su Luo stood there with bare feet and a thin hospital gown. The bandage on her calf had begun to ooze blood.

She walked towards them step by step, slowly and vainly.

When he came to the door, he walked to stand in front of them. His watery eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes, his eyes were dull and blank.

"Su Luo, you..."

Fu Qianbai's throat rolled up and he spoke with difficulty, but he couldn't say the word "sorrow".

Su Luo finally came out of her trance. She looked at him, the corners of her mouth slowly curved, and her voice even contained a hint of a smile:

"Why are you all standing here? Are you afraid of disturbing him? Is he still sleeping?"

Gu Xiaozhou wiped the tears on his face and raised the corners of his mouth:

"Su Luo, Chu Song him..."

His unfinished words were cut off by her, and the girl's voice was trembling.

"It's getting late. I'm already awake. How can he still sleep in? It's time to go home. I'll go in and wake him up."

After saying that, she turned the doorknob, and the door was pushed open and closed. Noisy people in the corridor suddenly poured in and were closed again.

The ward was filled with the smell of disinfectant, which was so strong that it was pungent, but Su Luo didn't notice it at all.

She looked at the slender silhouette under the white sheets on the hospital bed, and felt that her hands and feet were cold, and she was in a world of ice and snow for a moment.

She moved her legs, but her toes seemed to be nailed to the ground, and she couldn't even take a step forward.

"Chu Song..."

There was no response from the bed.

She took a deep breath and walked softly to the bed. After a long time, she slowly raised her trembling fingers and pinched a corner of the bed sheet.

With a jerk.

The white sheets floated into the air and rolled to the ground, revealing the handsome but mottled face on the bed.

Scanning the man's body, Su Luo's pupils suddenly trembled, and her eyes were filled with disbelief.

The man's chest seemed to have been penetrated by something sharp. The thing had been taken out, leaving only an empty black hole in his chest.

His two arms were bent in a deformed state, and other parts of his body were covered with dense wounds.

Su Luo's eyes were red, and she tremblingly touched the man's lifeless face.

It feels cold to the touch, like the white snow in the twelfth lunar month.

She slumped down and stared at him, her eyes filled with tears but unwilling to fall. After a long time, a woman's voice sounded in the air, soft and small:

"Every time I cry like this, you will panic and stop joking with me.
Chu Song, I'm crying. Open your eyes and look at me. I'm crying. Don't be like this. I'm scared...

Don’t…don’t joke with me anymore, you…don’t scare me…”

Her accumulated fear collapsed in an instant, and her tears rolled down in large numbers. Gradually, like water that opened a floodgate, it could not stop.

"You promised me that we would get married as soon as we went out. You promised me, how could you not keep your word..."

As soon as everyone opened the door, they saw this scene.

Su Luo knelt beside the bed, her body as thin as a piece of glass about to break.

Yun Duoduo strode forward and hugged her into his arms, her heart clenching into a ball as she sobbed and coaxed:

"... Su Luo, Chu Song has already passed away. People cannot be resurrected after death, so don't cry and break your body."

After saying that, she held Su Luo's face and found that tears were flowing down her face, but there was no sadness on her face. Her eyes were dull, like a puppet whose soul had been removed.

Yun Duoduo was shocked and reached out to shake her shoulders to wake her up. The next second, Su Luo had passed out.

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After the show ended, the guests returned to their original lives, but their moods were still full of gloom.

Three days later, Xu Zhihan and Yun Duoduo came to the student apartment where Su Luo lived as usual. When they opened the door and walked in, the air was filled with smoke, which made them cough.

Seeing that there was no shortage of food on the table, Xu Zhihan frowned and went straight to the bedroom.

creak.

The bedroom door was pushed open, and various weird smells were mixed in the small space. The curtains were drawn, and the room was dark.

After kicking the can on the ground, Xu Zhihan opened the window and suddenly opened the curtains.

The sunlight outside suddenly flooded in, causing Su Luo to turn her head away. She was leaning on the ground beside the bed, shrinking inward.

Motionless, like a glass doll.

There were cigarette butts everywhere. She was still wearing the hospital gown from three days ago, her hair was messy, and her face was pale.

Seeing that she was ruining herself by not eating or drinking, Yun Duoduo felt a surge of fire in her heart. He grabbed her arm and dragged her to the bathroom.

Su Luo didn't struggle and just let her drag her into the bathroom.

The next second, icy cold water poured down on his head.

The water flowed along her hair and covered her skin inch by inch, causing waves of shivers. Her body was shaking instinctively, but there was no wave in her heart.

After a while, she slowly raised her eyes, and met Yun Duoduo's fiery eyes, those big grape eyes were full of anger, mixed with a faint heartache.

"How long do you plan to torment yourself like this? You don't eat or drink, you're a walking zombie, do you want to transform into an immortal?!"

Yun Duoduo's voice was choked with sobs, and he stretched out his hand to shake Su Luo, but still there was no reaction from her.

After a long while, Su Luo opened her mouth and said her first words in three days. Her voice was hoarse and stagnant:
"...I'm fine, you can go."

Xu Zhihan walked in, hurriedly adjusted the water temperature, and helped her clean little by little.

However, after a while, Xu Zhihan was pushed away by Su Luo. The ground was slippery and she fell hard to the ground.

Yun Duoduo helped Xu Zhihan up and found Su Luo looking at them with cold eyes and cold voice: "You don't need to meddle in other people's business, hurry up and leave."

Yun Duoduo's eyes widened instantly, trembling with anger:
"Su Luo, are you crazy?!"

Xu Zhihan wanted to say something more, but was dragged out by Yun Duoduo, who held her wrist and walked out angrily, still muttering:

"She doesn't know a good heart. You cook and deliver food to her every day, and she still doesn't appreciate it! Let's go! Let's go! Let's never pay attention to her again!"

When she reached the door, she slammed the door with all her strength. The security door slammed shut, and the air returned to dead silence.

Su Luo raised her long eyelashes and looked in the direction where the two disappeared, with a trace of guilt and reluctance in her eyes.

She sat in the bathroom for several hours, the thoughts and emotions in her mind already becoming a mess.

After a long time, she cleaned herself thoroughly, sat naked and expressionless in front of the dressing table, and began to put on makeup.

After blow-drying her hair, she opened the closet and chose a fiery red dress to put on. It was the dress she wore on her first date with Chu Song.

As night fell, the deep blue sky was gradually replaced by pitch black. Outside the window were the bright and gorgeous lights of thousands of houses, but she stayed in the darkness, as if she was dead.

Her heart began to hurt again. Since Chu Song disappeared, her heart hurt more and more day by day. The pain was so painful that it felt like it would burst. She was sweating on her back, but she didn't frown, as if her body and soul were separated.

Even the pain brought a sense of reality, reminding her that she was still alive.

She raised her long eyelashes and her pale eyes were so dry that she could no longer cry a single tear. She wandered to the balcony, opened the sliding door, and climbed onto the railing with bare feet.

The apartment was dozens of meters above the ground. She curled her lips and stood up slowly.

The late autumn night wind was cold and hard, puffing up the hem of her fiery red skirt. She looked down at the endless traffic at her feet. The darkness was like a pair of eyes, a black hole, with a strong calling.

let's jump...

If you jump down, you might be able to enter the next world without the pain.

In a world without him, she was alone, and every second was torture.

The night wind came again, holding up her long hair. She slowly opened her arms, closed her eyes quietly, and leaned forward slightly.

Her toes were numb from the cold and she lost all feeling. She moved, and images of the cave suddenly flooded into her mind.

She remembered the sweet moisture on her lips when she was on the verge of coma, and also remembered his warm embrace and those last words.

"My little fairy, live well...I love you."

Without warning, her heart suddenly settled down, like a seed falling into the soil, like a tear falling into the sea.

Su Luo opened her eyes suddenly and found that one of her feet was already hanging in the air. She suddenly woke up, her legs were trembling, and she stepped back cautiously.

The door opened with a bang, and the clouds rushed over like a whirlwind, hugging her tightly, with a trembling voice:
"What are you doing! Wuwuwu... I just said a few words to you, but you want to scare me to death! Wuwuwu..."

Su Luo slowly reached out and hugged her back. Gradually, she buried herself in her arms and cried loudly, her voice hoarse. All the suppressed emotions in her heart burst out like fire.

After a long time, Yun Duoduo helped her into the house. The two sat on the bed. She took out a tissue and wiped the tears on Su Luo's face, her voice still trembling:
"Don't do this again. I just saw it from downstairs, but I was scared to death by you. Su Luo, if you really jump down like that, Chu Song will hate you to death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Luo's eyes moved.

Yun Duoduo had a runny nose and was still a little frightened. After a while, he murmured:
"The doctor said that Chu Song's fatal injury was a spinal fracture, which caused brain death."

Seeing that Su Luo was in a daze, seemingly unable to react, Yun Duoduo continued:

"When he was discovered, he was already unconscious, but he was still holding on top of you...

What you may not know is that there was a large iron plate hanging above your head, and he used his back to hold it on for several hours before being rescued...

Woohoo...he really loves you so much..."

After a long while, Su Luo turned her head stiffly, looked at Yun Duoduo, and asked hoarsely:
"The fatal injury was a broken spine? Then what's with the big hole in his chest?"

Yun Duoduo was stunned and sniffed:
"What big hole?"

Su Luo stood up suddenly, picked up the key and ran downstairs. Yun Duoduo quickly caught up after reacting.

More than ten minutes later, the two got out of the taxi and went straight to the dean's office. All remains that need to be cremated after death in the hospital require the dean's signature before being encased.

In the empty corridor, the ground in the cold light seemed to be sprinkled with a layer of frost. The dean's office was suddenly pushed open. On the boss's chair, the dean with rich hair raised his head.

The dean adjusted the glasses on his nose, did not blame the two girls for trespassing, and nodded for them to come in.

Su Luo strode over with unquenched anger in her eyes. She took a deep breath and spoke solemnly:
"It seems that the dean knows my purpose."

The dean sighed, opened the drawer, took out a piece of information, and handed it to her. Su Luo took it, her eyes fixed on the cover, and she didn't react for a long time.

Her eyes flashed with complicated emotions. After a long time, she whispered to the person next to her:
"Duoduo, go out and wait for me first."

Yun Duoduo looked at the old man on the other side of the table, then at Su Luo, nodded, and quietly left.

The air was quiet and solidified for a moment.

Su Luo held the information in her hand and read it carefully. A smile gradually filled her eyes, with a hint of morbid madness.

After a while, she closed the document with a snap, and there were five big words on the cover:
【Organ Donation Form】

The light from the floor-to-ceiling window came in, dividing the dean's room into two areas, one light and one dark. He sat in the light, while she was hidden in the shadows.

She looked at the person opposite, her eyes straight and firm:
"I want his heart."

The dean frowned and finally said the first sentence:

"You are joking?"

Seeing Su Luo shaking her head, the dean's face darkened and he sighed:
"Mr. Chu signed this agreement voluntarily before his death. He is also a doctor himself and respects both life and death. He only hopes that his heart will be donated to people in need and will never agree to your mischief."

After a pause, he looked at Su Luo with disapproval in his eyes:
"Young man, you are in good health. Do you think heart transplant surgery is a joke? It could lead to death. You are not qualified!"

His tone was sharp and serious, but Su Luo didn't even frown. The next second, she suddenly stretched out an arm and said calmly in the dean's stunned eyes:

"Put your finger up."

"What... what?"

Su Luo was impatient and directly took the dean's bark-like hand and put it on her wrist.

thump...thump...

The pulse beat again and again.

A minute later, the dean's face gradually became solemn and confused.

Seeing this, Su Luo directly took off the stethoscope that was used as a decoration on the wall, put the probe directly on her heart through her coat, and motioned for him to put it on to listen to her heartbeat.

After another minute, the dean's pupils trembled and he suddenly looked up at her with disbelief in his eyes:

"You, you... your heartbeat is so out of control, how are you still alive?!"

Where is this just an irregular heartbeat?This heart is almost failing!

Su Luo took out the probe and put it back. She put her hands on his desk, looked at him expressionlessly, and said quietly:
"Now, am I qualified?"

The woman's clear and pale eyes were full of brilliance, which was very charming. However, the dean felt his scalp numb, and her voice sounded in his ears as if it came from hell:

"I want Chu Song's heart."

　Ahhh, time travel in the next chapter, ya ya bald author doesn't write abuse, Chu Song will still be in the next world

　　
　
(End of this chapter)