Chapter 60 Shifting the Blame

Xie Jiazhen went to a gold shop to exchange all the gold for cash before heading to the hospital.
With money in his pocket, all his anxiety vanished.
When he arrived at the hospital, Xie Yirou had already brought food to relieve Xie Jiazhen.
As soon as he entered the hospital, he said with a beaming face, "Mom, I never expected you to have hidden so many good things!"
Xie Yirou turned her head first, frowned, and asked him, "What did Mom hide? Is this how you take care of Mom when I asked you to stay with her? I came—"

Seeing that the follow-up work on the courtyard wall could be done right in the village, Guan Xi finally could not hold back anymore.
However, as the survivors hiding at home faced a lack of food and water, or other sudden emergencies, the number of deaths was also surging rapidly.
"What am I afraid of? At worst, I won't live with his family. Once I have a child, I don't believe his parents won't come running over!" Zhang Jian was quite confident.
If this matter had only circulated within the conference hall, he still had a chance to seal off the news in a short time. But once it was leaked to the media... Everyone knew how fast the media operated nowadays. Ever since the invention of mobile phones, with just a single phone call, it would be extremely difficult for him to control it anymore.
How could they both eat regular rice and drink mineral water, yet Gu Ange's thought process was so uniquely detached?
"Brother, it seems like some humans have broken in. Would you like to retreat first?" the Bull Demon said from the side.

Ji Wanfeng was a master from the Demon Stream Mansion, and his moves were so ghostly, making it the best advertisement for this movement manual originating from the Demon Stream Mansion.
Sure enough, the next second, a crease appeared between Lou Kuang's brows, and his voice turned a bit colder.
Wendi nodded, and Esther exchanged a few words with Liang Jingrui and Ye Suxun, then took her younger sister back to school.
Looking at everything before her with a cool and detached calmness, she showed no surprise or confusion, as if all of this had nothing to do with her.
"That might not be true. Can you guarantee that humans will never set foot in our world?" Luo Xingchen said.
Question: When Quan Mo first engaged in intimate acts with Ange, what did he always use to cover her eyes?
"By the way, what is that Blood Shield Talisman you mentioned earlier?" Thinking of the scene when Hun Tianlang escaped, Chen Luo wondered if he could easily retreat when facing formidable enemies if he could get his hands on such an item.
I hurriedly ran over, grabbed the push handle, and charged toward White Yaksha. The unicycle made a strange noise, and White Yaksha was taken aback. But since he had been chasing eagerly, he could no longer dodge and had no choice but to kick the unicycle.
His intensified breathing made her realize the danger. Quan An lowered his gaze, his eyes landing on her lips, and his intentions were already obvious.
Qingqing, ah, the love of my heart. Hearing the affectionate nickname Chu Mohian used for her, Shen Wanyu felt a thin layer of blush spread across her face, no matter how thick-skinned she was.
"—Ahem, of course I know that." Chen Luo coughed to mask his embarrassment and continued searching through that pile of cultivation techniques.

Gao Shiman breathed a sigh of relief. The dust had finally settled, and it was a narrow escape. If she had really gotten into a physical altercation with an old woman, she would have been quite terrified.
White Yaksha did not look happy either, while I felt great, because I had won. Even though I had fought blindly, a win was a win.
Shi Nanxing raised his eyes and saw Yin Tianyu walking over with a pair of scissors. She picked up the ointment tube, cut it right down the middle, quickly wrote a line of notes on a notepad, and handed it to him along with the bottom half of the ointment.
With the New Year approaching, the weather in Haicheng was rather poor. Within moments, the lead-grey sky grew dark and gloomy, and snow fell in a flurry. The crisp, pattering sound drowned out the hustle and bustle of the city.
Cao Wu greeted Grandma Guli and walked into the classroom, where the chubby teacher was comforting a crying child.
"Like I said, the sharpness of this thing is no less than a knife, and it is extremely dangerous," Fang Wuhan said earnestly.
Liu Ye on the stage was anxious and angry, but there was nothing she could do as she simply could not hit Guiwu, and her attacks grew increasingly chaotic.