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Chapter 1799

When he woke up again, he was already in the hospital.

However, even the whole body examinations performed by the doctor in the hospital could not diagnose the disease he suffered from.

Hongye, who had been waiting by the hospital bed, saw Hong Qiushui slowly opening her eyes, hurriedly approached, and asked diligently: "Master, you are finally awake! Do you want to drink some water?"

Hong Qiushui didn't use any strength to do anything, but just nodded slightly and responded.

Just as Hongye brought the water to Hong Qiushui, the door of the ward was pushed open.

Hong Qiushui and Hongye looked in the direction of the door in response, and then their eyes were both glaring round, and their faces were filled with horror.

The two of them saw a woman in a long dress wrapping her hands around her, gradually walking into the ward, and this woman was nothing but Chunhua!

When the red leaves saw the spring flowers, the water cup in their hand fell to the ground and fell to pieces with a click.

Chunhua just smiled contemptuously, "Master Hong San, I didn't expect you to hide here!"

Hongye immediately stepped aside in judging the situation, then silently lowered his head, not daring to speak.

Hong Qiushui's pale face, which was already tortured by pain, turned even white, like a piece of white paper, opening her mouth but unable to speak.

He didn't expect that the news of the Demonic Way would be so well-informed that he could learn about him in the hospital so quickly.

Chunhua had a chilling smile on her face. She walked to the edge of the hospital bed, pulled a chair, then sat down, raised her legs, and the corners of her lips curled up, and the smile on her face made people feel even more terrifying.

"Master Hong San, this time I came here to send you medicine according to the order of our sect leader!"

Hearing this, Hong Qiushui frowned immediately, and a look of suspicion appeared on his face. He didn't believe that these guys of Demon Dao would have such kindness, but although the pain on his body was relieved, it was still unbearable.

With relief medicine, he can at least avoid being suffering from this painful torture!

After Chunhua said that, she took out a small porcelain bottle from her arms and handed it directly to Hong Qiushui's hand.

Hong Qiushui immediately struggled to sit up from the bed, opened the small porcelain bottle with difficulty, and poured the medicine in the porcelain bottle into her mouth.

After the pill was in his stomach, the pain in Hong Qiushui's body gradually began to fade away. He let out a long breath and his face gradually recovered from some blood.

"Hehe, Master Hong San, you have taken this medicine too! Next we should talk about the main business!"

The spring flowers smiled meaningfully and said quietly.

Hong Qiushui's heart suddenly tightened, and as he expected, people from the devil would never do charity.

Chunhua's eyes stretched out, and from the corner of her eyes he glanced at Hongye who was standing aside.

Although the Hongye did not look up, he could feel a coldness coming towards him, shivering all over.

"Hongye, there is nothing to do with you here, you can go out first!"

Hong Qiushui ordered.

Hongye responded in panic, then quickly walked out of the ward.

"What are you talking about now!"

Hong Qiushui said in a deep voice.

He has accepted his fate now! He can't compete with the demons by relying solely on his own abilities. Now that he has become such a situation with the Hong family, how could Hongyu help him? In the end, all this is his own fault and has nothing to do with others.
Chapter completed!
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