Ye Yuning withdrew her spiritual consciousness, she didn't need to calculate, she had already foreseen Yi Ling's end - the family would be broken up, the husband and wife would turn against each other, and the children would be divorced.

In the future, he will be stuck in the quagmire for the rest of his life, suffering from poverty and unable to stand up.

The wealth she got in her hands, no matter how dishonorable means she used to grab it, it would be dissipated with such a speed that lightning could not cover her ears, and she would take the luck of the rest of her life.

Cause and effect are linked, good and evil are rewarded, this is Yi Ling's own debt.

As for the backlash received by her actions, which affects her husband and son, and changes the fate of the family, is it considered to implicate the innocent?

Ye Yuning expressed his indifference, let alone feel sorry for it.

If she had died on the operating table, no one would be held accountable for the money Yi Ling got, and her husband and son would share the benefits of this ill-gotten wealth.

Every penny they spend is stained with their own blood.

Therefore, since the family enjoys the blessings, it is natural to share the difficulties, and no one is innocent.

Ye Yuning sighed lightly, put aside Yi Ling, turned to the computer and typed the first line of her script—"Canglan Continent"

This world of cultivating immortals that she has lived in for hundreds of years, Ye Yuning thought that she would not be nostalgic, but now when she thinks about it, she is full of sadness, inadvertently, those experiences have penetrated deeply into her bones and blood.

She wants to use her own pen to describe and record everything in her memory, mountains and rivers and continents, fairy demons and monsters, all kinds of mysterious magic methods of fairy families, and all kinds of stories that happened on that land.

Then convert the text into images, and look forward to recreating all the beautiful scenery in memory one day.

While Ye Yunning was writing down the words, the fate line belonging to other people was also unfolding, and the gears of cause and effect were turning again.

"Doctor Liang, congratulations on your promotion to Chief Physician, remember to treat your guests to a drink!" The voice on the other end of the phone was full of envy.

Liang Jing laughed, and agreed: "Definitely, I will invite you when I come back from vacation."

The two chatted nonsense on the phone before Liang Jing hung up the phone contentedly.

As expected, Huo Zheng didn't break his promise. In addition to giving himself an extra five million in benefits, he also promoted his position.

Liang Jing could not help but smile triumphantly, Lao Yang must have never thought that he would lose to him.

He thought that being the chief surgeon of Mr. Huo's fiancée, with better professional skills than others, would win Mr. Huo's eyes and earn more than himself?

Hmph, go dreaming!

It is true that Mr. Huo chose the doctor with the best skills in the hospital to be the chief surgeon of his fiancée, but Ye Yuning is Mr. Huo's real confidant and his trusted subordinate in the future.

Lao Yang must be thinking about it, but he can't figure out why?

In fact, in order to prevent more people from knowing the inside story of the heart transplant operation in private, except for a few medical staff who are in charge of Ye Yuning, the rest of the hospital does not know the real source of the transplanted heart at all. This is a secret.

Lao Yang and the others thought that the source of the 'heart' was legitimate, and they would never have imagined that there was a terrible and inhumane operation in the operating room just across the wall.

However, Liang Jing frowned, thinking of the accident that happened during the heart removal operation, he still felt uncomfortable - that was originally the source of Ye Yuning's living heart, but Chen Ye's.

Although Mr. Huo came forward to solve the matter later, no one would hold him accountable, but how the matter happened is still puzzling.

If Liang Jing wasn't a staunch atheist, really thought he had seen hell at that time.

Forget it, if you can’t figure it out, don’t think about it, anyway, you get everything you want.

During this period of time, Mr. Huo deliberately gave them a holiday, and returned to the hospital to work after the situation calmed down.

Liang Jingqiao stroked his chin and thought: Which country should go to for vacation?

The author has something to say:

There are a lot of scumbags in this article.