Chapter 110: The Strange Hospital

Facing the gazes of the crowd and noticing Shi Yi's worried expression, Gu Hansheng softened his tone involuntarily.
“Don’t worry, this injury is nothing to me.”
Shi Yi’s expression was resolute.
“No, you’re already hurt. What will you do if you encounter those infants again?”
As she spoke, Shi Yi glanced at Gu Hansheng’s face, furrowing her brows, as if making a firm decision in her heart.
Lin Yue was in a very bad mood, so bad that he wanted to vent thoroughly. Only then could he truly size up an opponent he didn’t even know.
Several warriors at the Heavenly Extremes realm and half-step Heavenly Extremes realm risked being struck down by lightning as they charged forward.
“Thanks, Leo, you really helped a lot!” Rochett embraced the newcomer warmly, then happily instructed Leipzig to arrange for people outside to help unload the cargo.
After all, he was a big shot and understood some matters better than Zhang Huanzhi. The scene in the video showed him that his son was not killed by humans, and Ye Chen was clearly no ordinary person. This battle was obviously beyond the scope of ordinary people like them.
At first glance, she appeared no different from ordinary people, except for her jet-black eyes that shimmered with a cunning light.
Whether it was the fierce battle of wits with Lin Lei or the scheming conflicts with Lin Ping, he needed time to digest the insights gained from the fight.
“Ke’er, promise me, I will treat you well for the rest of my life!” Lei Feng said with sincere eyes.
Tao Ruizhi was ecstatic to the point of madness, itching to pin Lin Yi to the ground, strip him bare, and extract the precious spirit liquid from the Ultimate Spring on him.
Huo Bao looked at the three sisters tangled like braids, then at the eldest, second, fourth, sixth, and seventh sisters, tears burning and welling up in his eyes.
Since the art of war began, countless strategists have emphasized the importance of terrain and topography. When facing a completely unfamiliar place, one can only understand it through maps—the clearer the understanding, the greater the advantage.

It was clear that after just two days, almost all the biochemical zombies had mutated.
After resolving everything, Mo Fan walked in smoothly and immediately saw Leng Wan’er tending to his plants.
Trying every possible combination would be too much work. Not to mention whether she had the time to do so repeatedly, even if she did, it wouldn’t be realistic.
“The local birds call it Gu Zhong Mountain; it has stood here for tens of thousands of years. Countless creatures have broken through the mist and never returned,” Yun’er said proudly, as if the mountain and she shared an inseparable bond.
Lu Wushuang nodded. Bai Wu Xi revealed a sly smile, as if his scheme was about to succeed and Hua Jiao Mei would become his.
“Think whatever you want!” After a whole day, Wang Xi had no energy left to argue.
Ying Yi forcibly calmed his restless heart; it was precisely at times like this that panic was most dangerous—once the mind was disturbed, the last chance of success would be lost.
Shunhua Ancient City housed the continent’s largest auction house, dealing in pills, spirit artifacts, rare medicinal materials, and various spirit beasts. Of course, without an invitation, entry was impossible.
This only bolstered her fighting courage—only such a person was worthy of Sheng Jiahui; the rest were mere dogs and cats to be sent away.
“All right, all right. I’m leaving right now,” Fang Da said, grabbing his cane and standing to walk out, followed by two Japanese soldiers carrying rifles.
“Wow, mostly young people here—where did you find them? They can’t all be temporary recruits from some medical university, right?” Captain Dai’s gaze swept over everyone, disappointment etched on his face.
When the teammates saw the heroes Wang Yue chose, none could hide their astonishment, and Tang Jie was the first to curse loudly.
Others watching the battle also expressed disbelief—Murong’s old man was known for his stubborn temper; for him to admit defeat was unheard of.
Even so, their sudden stop angered nearby vehicles, some drivers rolled down their windows and shouted at them.
That alone wouldn’t be a problem, but with Mao Leyan entering the palace and possibly capturing Zhao Zhenyu, he felt a bitter anger rise inexplicably. Upon hearing the news, he immediately sought out Mao Leyan.
But that was a story for later. At this moment, after sensing Ye Zhen’s fear in her tone, Hu Yi felt moved and rarely took the initiative to wrap her arms around Ye Zhen’s waist, holding her close.

At that moment, Li Bai was writing the first part of “The Execution of Immortals,” the Qingyun Sect storyline. Leng Ruobing read swiftly, instantly captivated by the tale.
An old nurse lived here, long ill and no longer serving Dan Zhu directly, but having come from Dongjiao Kingdom, she was perhaps the only person in the palace Dan Zhu truly trusted.
The bite was on the hand and the wound was deep. Even immediate injection of rabies serum might not work.
“Your Highness, the man has been silenced. Rest assured, even if the entire capital is scoured for the corpse, it will never be identified,” Nian Xin said solemnly, her expression serious.
“Mo Jie, come with me,” Coach Old Scott said in his hoarse voice.
Han Xun thought for a moment; although the main god’s presence ensured no mishaps, for such delicate brain procedures, he felt the main god’s place was safer.
However, just as Zhao Zhou recognized Lin Tiannan’s strength and began chatting casually with him, before long—
The opponent lifted their crab claw, pointing it, and two purple spiritual energy beams tore open the bag, revealing two pale bodies. They weren’t entirely naked; intricate, sturdy ropes bound them, and spiked collars welded around their necks.
Although the previous dark energy was scant, it served as a medium, allowing the hidden controller to continuously supply new energy and manipulate them.
“I didn’t hear anything! Basketball is a man’s sport, got it? Your voices aren’t even louder than this old man’s!” Old Scott roared.
This was a major taboo in marching— even if soldiers were hastily gathered, a scattered morale would inevitably lead to a total defeat.
Of course, Qiu He had no time to investigate whether the marines on the warship could detect their arrival in the night and thick fog. At this moment, they were all in stealth mode; even without the fog, no one would notice them.
From a psychological perspective, Yan Hong must have had similar experiences or witnessed the same events that stirred her empathy and caused her feelings.