"What scumbag? That's nonsense!"

After Chu Ci left, Yingqian sat alone on the hospital bed. She clenched her fists and explained to the system angrily:

"Isn't it just for the strategy? How can I be called a scumbag when it comes to strategy?"

The system couldn't defeat her, so it could only whisper quietly: [The host's acting is really good, no worse than Chu Ci.]

"Of course." Yingqian raised his chin and said proudly: "I have many skills but I don't have to worry about myself. When I leave this messy world, I will..."

【Just become an actor?】

"Go to the entertainment industry to collect dirty information about actors, and then write anonymous letters to blackmail them."

system:【?】

This time, even the electronic sound of the system was stuck.

But I'm not too surprised.

Yingqian's brain circuit is indeed unusual.

It is completely out of the scope of normal people's thinking.

Repeatedly jumping next to the red line of illegality and discipline.

The system sighed, and there was a hint of helplessness in the electronic sound.

[Host, Dama! This kind of thing is not allowed! 】

Yingqian doesn't care about the system.

She fell back into the quilt and already remembered the format of the blackmail letter.

Filming is just for fun.

The real money depends on her whimsical ideas!

Yingqian thought for a while, then listened to the sound of high heels approaching outside the ward, and suddenly asked:

"His favorability level is now ten, right?"

【Yes!】

"He's finally here..."

Ying Qian let out a long sigh of relief.

It seems that her acting skills still have some effect.

Chu Ci's view of her changed from the one who killed her father to the one who posted small advertisements on the roadside.

Although still not as good as kittens and puppies.

But Yingqian was quite satisfied.

After all, this time, it is the start of hell mode.

Chu Ci's hatred for her was unclear, but extremely stubborn.

Let Yingqian be on guard at all times.

Will he bring a knife to play with each other or something like that?

fortunately.

A favorability score of ten points was enough to save her life.

Yingqian is still distracted.

The door to the ward was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

The loud bang made the nurses on the roadside tremble.

Immediately afterwards.

The woman's sharp voice pierced his ears.

"Yingqian!"

Yingqian didn't have time to react.

Just a very bright red shadow rushed towards the hospital bed like a cannonball, and then squeezed her hand.

"Are you okay? My poor baby, my aunt is worried about you!"

Cries and howls echoed across the sky.

And the abundant and strong strength also caused the needle on the back of Yingqian's hand to deflect out of the blood vessel in an instant.

The pain travels to the brain.

Blood spread in the infusion tube.

Yingqian pushed the middle-aged woman away expressionlessly, then pulled out the needle and raised his head with a standard fake smile.

"Is it my aunt? With such a big movement, I thought a demolition team was coming."

The middle-aged woman was stunned. When she saw the blood on the back of Ying Qian's hand, she smiled, lowered her voice and said:

"Oh, I'm not worried about you..."

"Then I really thank you."

Yingqian nodded perfunctorily and glanced at Qu Ningning who was standing at the door. The smile on her lips became deeper and deeper.

"Isn't this my good sister? I'm here to care about my sister too."

"Yes."

Qu Ningning chuckled lightly.

She had arranged her broken hair and scattered it around her temples, and the diamond earrings hanging on her earlobes shone with a luxurious and dazzling light in the midday sun.

Walking to the bedside with elegant steps, Qu Ningning glanced at Yingqian condescendingly and said with a smile:

"When I found out Sister Qian was hospitalized, I hurried over and even the scene was delayed."

"Yes." The middle-aged woman answered, speaking in a high voice while glancing in the direction of the door of the ward with her peripheral vision, "Ning Ning and your sister, although they are not the same father and mother, they are the same.

Climbing out of my body, I want to be even closer!"

She didn't know who she wanted to tell.

Anyway, it's definitely not Yingqian.

Just this distance.

Even if Yingqian's ears are defective, she can still hear her roar.

Is this woman not a wolf?

Otherwise, why can't I help but howl?

Yingqian backed away in disgust, not bothering to act with them, and simply said:

"I'm fine. I'm fine. I'll probably live for a few more decades. I'm really sorry to make you happy in vain."

The middle-aged woman and Qu Ningning were both stunned.

Qu Ningning even said quickly:

"Sister Qian, why can't I understand what you are saying? You have an accident and are hospitalized. My mother and I are the ones we are most worried about. How can we be happy?"

She was talking.

I couldn't help but look back.

And middle-aged women do the same thing.

It was as if he was afraid that someone would hear Yingqian's words.

Yingqian snorted.

Even the dogs don’t believe what they say!

Are you here to trick a fool?

Yingqian had seen the attitude of middle-aged women at Ying's house before.

And Qu Ningning...

Needless to say.

If there was no responsibility for poisoning, she was probably the first one to put rat poison into Yingqian's cup.

Still the kind that weighs pounds.

The mother and daughter wished that something unexpected would happen to her.

Can you still come and care?

Ying Qian sat cross-legged on the hospital bed, not even willing to say a word of agreement.

She just yawned and asked listlessly:
To be continued...