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Chapter 289 Sword Bearer [V]

There were only two words written in the name column: Gao Qian.

"Please raise your hand!"

The female nurse said.

"Your name is Gao Qian?" Wei Fan asked.

"Yes, it's written there."

Gao Qian raised her eyebrows slightly, and without stopping her hands, she changed the IV drip neatly.

Because she is very pretty, she often encounters similar situations where people approach her in the hospital.

Therefore, I don’t take it seriously.

"You have a sick brother named Gao Wen in your family, right?"

Wei Fan continued to ask.

Hearing this, Gao Qian, who was about to push the cart away, stopped and turned to look at Wei Fan on the bed.

His eyes suddenly turned cold.

"How do you know this?"

"Don't be nervous, I don't mean any harm to you."

Seeing her like this, Wei Fan quickly began to explain.

At the same time, he was quite surprised. He didn't expect to meet the tattoo artist Gao Qian here.

In the future, this guy will be one of the world's top dream masters.

At this point in time, it is clear that she is still just an ordinary person and has not grown up.

Maybe I can make friends with her, or even use her to get in there and try to take that thing.

Thinking of this, Wei Fan's eyes moved slightly, and he said: "Someone else told me about your situation, but this is not important. What is important is that I can help you, give you enough money, help your brother get a kidney, and even hire the best doctor to perform the operation..."

"What you said is true, so what do I have to pay?"

Faced with what Wei Fan said, Gao Qian was a little unsure for a moment.

After all, this man was someone so important that even the dean could personally greet him, so he must not be an ordinary person.

However, although she thought so in her heart, Gao Qian did not completely believe what Wei Fan said.

There is no good without reason in the world. If there is, it must be that the other person wants to get something from you.

Wei Fan naturally noticed all of Gao Qian's behavior.

All I can say is that he is worthy of being someone who can grow to such heights in the future.

As the two of them were talking, they didn't notice.

A blurry figure was reflected in the glass of a window on one side.

At this moment, Wei Fan seemed to suddenly realize something, turned his head to look, but everything seemed normal.

The figure in the glass has disappeared.

……

Zhou Ze felt particularly happy when he walked out of the hospital gate.

This nightmare event came to a perfect end.

Although he did not contribute much in the whole process, others had no way of knowing it, so he would definitely get the full points reward.

Moreover, a new dream master has been recruited for the sword bearer, so he can get more points as rewards.

With these points, it will be more than enough to control the second Dream Eye.

As long as one can successfully control the second Dream Eye and allow the two to achieve a balance in the body, the erosion of the Dream Eye's power on the body can be delayed.

This is equivalent to extending your life in disguise.

As the sword bearer and the person in charge of Qishan City, Zhou Ze holds power beyond imagination, and beauties and money are readily available to him.

It is no exaggeration to say that in Qishan City, he is the real "local tyrant".

The coming of nightmares can be considered a curse that shortens a person's lifespan and can result in the loss of one's life if one is not careful.

But for some people, it may not be an opportunity.

In life, you need to pay in order to gain something.

If nightmares didn't exist, people like him.

Not to mention this life, even in the next life, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to touch all of this.

Therefore, Zhou Ze was naturally unwilling to die like this.

Fortunately, everything is moving in a good direction now.

Thinking of this, he walked straight to a car, opened the door and got in. Looking at the young man sitting in the driver's seat in front, he spoke with a smile on his face.

"Xiao Wu, go to Yuanhui Apartment!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man named Xiao Wu did not make any move.

It was as if he didn't hear it. Zhou Ze, who noticed this, felt a sudden shock in his heart, and an ominous premonition instantly came to his mind.

He stretched out his hand and was about to grab the crutch beside him.

But in the blink of an eye, arms stretched out from the window glass on the side of the car, covering his whole body and even covering his mouth.

The next second, his figure disappeared directly into the car.

This scene was so strange. It was a pity that there was no one else in the car except the driver who had fainted and was unconscious.

The light around was dim, and the color of the entire space was a light grayish white, as if all the colors and vitality in the world did not exist here.

The ground under my feet was made up of pieces of broken lenses, and the figures reflected in the lenses were blurry and distorted.

Suddenly, ripples appeared on the mirror surface like water, and Zhou Ze's figure emerged from the mirror on the ground.

At the same time, the hands that were originally holding him tightly all collapsed.

After discovering this situation, Zhou Ze quickly stood up and looked around with a serious expression, observing everything around him vigilantly.

Suddenly, he saw a blurry figure standing nearby.

It was a tall and sturdy figure.

Stronger than anyone he had ever seen, he stood there like an iron tower, casting a thick shadow.

Just by looking at it, you can feel a huge sense of oppression coming towards you.

This situation made Zhou Ze swallow his saliva and feel his scalp tingling.

The fear this man brought to him was even stronger than when he faced the monster in his nightmare.

"who are you?"

Zhou Zeqiang calmed himself down, his face darkened, and he began to question.

"Do you know who I am? How dare you attack a man with a sword? Don't you want to live?"

The reason why I believe that the other party is not a monster in the nightmare, but a human.

It was because the other party's attack on him was too organized and logical, and it didn't seem like something a monster in a nightmare would do.

Therefore, there is only one possibility.

This person should be a folk dream master.

The names of people who had grudges against him suddenly flashed through his mind, but he found that none of them matched.

Hearing what Zhou Ze said.

The burly figure ignored him and took a step forward, appearing in front of Zhou Ze as if teleporting.

Before he could react, he grabbed his neck.

Soon, the feeling of suffocation caused by lack of oxygen made him dizzy and his consciousness became confused.

Then the hand that was strangling his neck loosened.

"Now, tell me everything you know about the Dream Master!"

The figure spoke, and the voice seemed to have some special strange tone. The moment Zhou Ze heard it, he felt his head even heavier.

His eyes also became dull, like a puppet without a soul.

……

Zhou Ze only felt his head dizzy, as if he was enveloped by a thick layer of fog.

As time went by, consciousness gradually began to return, as if being gently pulled by an invisible hand.

His eyelids trembled with difficulty for a few times before he slowly opened them. The first thing that came into view was the dim roof of the car. The soft but not bright light made him unable to tell where he was at the moment.

He moved his body subconsciously, but felt his neck was a little stiff and uncomfortable.

Upon realizing this, Zhou Ze couldn't help but frown slightly and rubbed it with his hand, trying to ease the discomfort.

As if he had thought of something, he looked to the side.

The yellow crutch was lying quietly beside him.

Noticing this, he reached out and took it in his hand, feeling the skin-like texture on it.

Zhou Ze breathed a sigh of relief.

On the side, the scene outside the car window quickly passed by, making a slight "whoosh" sound, indicating that the car was moving.

"Sir, are you awake?"

At this time, a man's voice came from the driver's seat.

"Well, how long have I slept?"

Zhou Ze asked.

"It wasn't long, just five minutes. I saw you were too sleepy, so I didn't call you!"

The young man named Xiao Wu replied.

Zhou Ze frowned. He felt like he had a dream, but he couldn't remember what it was.

(End of this chapter)