Ye Xingguang was too lazy to quarrel with Ji Qishu, she only pulled Ye Junqing and said: "Whether Mr. Leng can save Tang Zhou, we will soon see, if Mr. Leng saves Tang Zhou, then Xiaozhou is not dead, you will not give Xiaozhou a funeral, and the arrangement in the mourning hall will naturally cease to exist, if you don't believe it, you can count down to thirty seconds, I estimate that soon, the mourning hall will change." ”

Ye Junqing was suspicious, staring at the statue hanging above the mourning hall, and his voice was hoarse and expectant: "I hope so." ”

When the others heard this, although they didn't necessarily believe it, their eyes couldn't help but look towards the top of the mourning hall, hoping that this gloomy arrangement could really be reported in front of them.

Only Ji Qishu was behind: "Aren't you crazy, you all believe in Xiao Xingguang's nonsense, don't talk about the thirty seconds countdown, even if it is one hundred and thirty seconds down, there can be no change in the Lingtang, if not, I'll count it to you, thirty, twenty-nine, twenty-eight, twenty-seven, twenty-six, ......."

When Ji Qishu was about to count twenty-five, a miracle happened!

The statue of Tang Zhou hanging above the mourning hall suddenly disappeared!

Ji Qishu rubbed his eyes vigorously, thinking that he was hallucinating, but even the white cloth hanging all over the mourning hall disappeared!

The mourning hall presented in front of him has become the room before the mourning hall is not arranged!

Ji Qishu jumped up suddenly: "What's the matter?" What's going on? ”

Before Ji Qishu finished speaking, he felt that his eyes were dark again, and when he opened his eyes again, he was no longer in the mourning hall, but in the room of the hospital ward!

In the ward, there are not only him, but also Tang Xiao, Mo Bandit, Fu Zuo, Mu Nianbai, Mo Zhe, Ye Shiting, Lin Nan......

In the next second, Ji Qishu fixed his eyes and saw that his most ironmost brother was lying on the hospital bed!

Ji Qishu couldn't believe his eyes, rubbed his eyes hard, almost blinded his eyes, and then pinched himself so hard that he jumped up directly in pain, but even so, Ji Qishu still couldn't believe that it was his brother who was lying on the hospital bed with a blue nose and swollen face.

After being stunned for three seconds, Ji Qishu fell directly in front of the hospital bed and reached out to poke Tang Zhou's face.

Seeing Ji Qishu poke Tang Zhou's face with his hand, his cold face suddenly condensed into frost: "Don't touch his face!" ”

"This, this, this...... Isn't this really my dream? Fu Zuo, Mo Bandit, tell me quickly, is this me dreaming, is this my brother Tang Zhou? This man's face has been beaten so much that I can't recognize it, so come and recognize him! ”

Fu Zuo was also dumbfounded for a long time, unable to believe the scene in front of him.

Fu Zuo is looking at Ji Qishu, he was obviously wearing a white filial piety dress before, but now he is wearing a bright red shirt, which is particularly festive, "What's going on?" What about the mourning hall? Why are we all in the hospital? ”

Mo Bandit clasped his hands around his chest and shook his head, but when he saw Tang Zhou lying on the bed and fell asleep, Mo Bandit, who had never liked to express his feelings, tears rolled out of the corners of his eyes, which were tears of joy and tears.

Tang Xiao couldn't stop the tears that quickly burst out of the corners of his eyes, he raised his head, wanting to take all the tears, suppressed his excitement and asked Leng Shenmo: "Leng Shenmo, what's going on, what happened after you took a bead called regret medicine?" ”

Leng Shenmo clenched Tang Zhou's hand, stared at Tang Zhou who was sleeping on the bed with deep eyes, and said: "Back yesterday afternoon, before Xiaozhou's car fell into the valley, I rescued him and sent him to the hospital, but he slept for a day and a night, and he hasn't woken up yet." ”