After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master - Chapter 399 You are not in good spirits

“So this woman has done so many things? Why do I only know about her now?”

Discussions about Nanhuang resounded throughout Z country.

Nanhuang was still doing experimental research steadily, and as the days passed, some miracles gradually appeared.

The past events gradually began to flash through Rong Wuye’s mind. Some memories were picked up bit by bit.

The sorrow and pain of the past, the sweetness and love of the past.

Little by little. Everything was so precious and fascinating to him.

It also made him very jealous!

Xiaojin and Mimi suddenly remembered something, and how hard their mother had worked to take care of them. But after all, there are not many memories before the age of 2, and even these are precious.

Nan Lin remembered more things. After all, he raised his sister by himself. He thought of more and wondered how he could have forgotten.

There are also Yang Bo, Xi Guangyao, Shen Xian… The best actor Xie Wen also returned to Xicheng from the Imperial City, and was even married to Jin Qiyun when he came back.

Finally, Xie Yu found Qihuang Medical Center alone, hugged Nanhuang and burst into tears.

Everything went smoothly, and the lost things slowly came back, but Nanhuang became increasingly uneasy.

Everything seemed to be going too smoothly.

It’s like the calm before the storm.

…

The fog was blown away little by little. Nanhuang seemed to hear someone crying. She pushed aside the fog and saw Xiao Jin crying.

“Xiao Jin!” Nanhuang rushed forward to hug him, but missed.

Xiao Jin stood aside and rubbed his eyes: “Mom, why did you forget us? Why did you leave us? We worked really hard with dad.”

Suddenly, Xiao Jin raised her head and stared into his scarlet eyes: “Mom, I hate you!”

Seeing Xiao Jin like this, Nanhuang suddenly felt a suffocating pain in his heart.

She suddenly sat up, breathing heavily.

Dreaming again.

The recent trials are progressing smoothly, and the cure will be successful in a few days. More and more people in society will remember her, and she will be reunited with her relatives and friends. Everything was wonderful originally.

However, Nanhuang’s spirit has been getting weaker day by day recently.

She often has various nightmares.

She dreamed that Rong Wuye died in front of her, and she was unable to save him, and she was in great pain.

She dreamed that Nanlin abandoned her, saying that she was incompetent and that she had killed her parents.

She dreamed that the three little ones complained about her one by one and left her, saying that she was not worthy of being their mother.

“What’s wrong?” The man’s calm voice woke the woman from her trance. Nanhuang shook her head, “It’s okay, I had a nightmare.”

Rong Wuye frowned slightly: “You seem to be dreaming more frequently recently. Are you okay?”

Nanhuang shook his head.

Rong Wuye said: “You are too nervous. The test can be slowed down for a while. You need to rest.”

Nanhuang continued to shake his head: “I don’t need it.”

Rong Wuye grabbed her slender arm and said, “You need to rest.”

Nanhuang suddenly lost control. She suddenly raised her head and shouted: “No, I don’t need it!”

Rong Wuye was startled.

Nanhuang realized that she had lost control. She was very sorry and apologized: “I’m sorry, I may be really nervous.”

She grabbed the water glass beside her and drank a few sips. “Believe me, I’m fine, I’m sure of myself.”

Mr. Rong Wu watched worriedly as Nanhuang got up from the sofa and staggered to the laboratory.

In the laboratory, Nanhuang accidentally broke a laboratory test tube.

Xiao Ling asked worriedly: “Are you okay?”

Nanhuang shook his head: “I’m fine.”

She noticed that she was indeed not in good spirits.

She stumbled to the ladies’ room, rinsed her face, put her hands on the sink, and took a deep breath.

Suddenly Nanhuang felt movement in the women’s bathroom, as if a girl was leaving the bathroom in a hurry. She raised her head and looked at the mirror in front of her, and suddenly saw Master Rong Wu.

“Why did you come in?” Nanhuang asked.

Rong Wuye: “Should you talk to me?”

Nanhuang turned around. Her face was not pretty, and there were heavy dark circles under her eyes.

“You are not in good spirits, Nanhuang.”

Nanhuang frowned: “You don’t have to keep reminding me.”

“Nanhuang…” Rong Wuye held her arm, “I’m worried about you. You know why I’m worried about you.”

After being held by Master Rong Wu, Nanhuang’s body trembled slightly. At this moment, she seemed to be resisting his touch.

She shook off his hand, letting Fifth Master’s worry flow out of his eyes. “How are you?”

“I’m not good.”

Nanhuang moved a few steps to the side and suddenly felt a little irritable and collapsed.

What’s up with her? How could she have such emotions towards Mr. Rong Wu?

She took control of herself, she calmed herself down.

“Rong Feng, I often feel irritable and irritable lately.” Nanhuang said. “Sometimes, I can’t tell the difference between dreams and reality.”

After saying that, anxiety appeared in Nanhuang’s eyes.

Everything was obviously changing for the better, so why was she a little out of control?

Could it be that the experiment was really too stressful and that she had broken herself too hard?

Nanhuang tilted his head slightly and said coldly: “Last night, I dreamed that you were dead.”

Rong Wuye: “That’s just a dream.”

Nanhuang shouted: “You don’t understand!”

She covered her forehead: “I dreamed that I took a knife and stabbed you one after another, more than a thousand times. Then I cried, why did this happen, why didn’t I kill you with one knife? Then I One knife killed you.”

Rong Wuye’s eyes were filled with worry. “This is just a dream, Nanhuang.”

Nanhuang suddenly became anxious: “Don’t touch me!”

The moment of anxiety passed, and Nanhuang once again felt regret for losing control of his emotions.

She took a few steps back: “You better stay away from me… I can’t control myself. I will make a cure for you and the three little ones. From today on, stay away from me.”

After saying that, Nanhuang turned around and left the bathroom as if running away.

…

A yellowed bed in a shabby hotel.

A wrinkled old woman who looked to be in her sixties or seventies looked at Mo Shafeng in front of her with a strange smile.

“Mr. Mo, we are the same kind of people, I know it. We were summoned by its power, and we have to deal with her and them! Hahaha!”

Mo Shafeng looked at her with cold eyes: “Bai Meng, if you want me to join you, you have to tell me what you plan to do.”

Bai Meng looked at him with a sinister smile: “It’s not what I plan to do, Mr. Mo, it’s it, that thing, that altar.”

Bai Meng hurriedly rummaged through the room and found a newspaper photo of Nanhuang, Fifth Master Rong and their mistress. “That thing has taken action. It likes to torture people’s spirits, make them collapse, and then completely dominate her.”

“You mean it’s using some kind of power to make someone weak?”

Bai Meng gave him a sinister look, showing his terrifying white teeth: “Who knows. She is not strong enough inside, so who can blame her?”