Forced To Love My Boss Chapter 3
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This type of feeling was too abnormal. Layla could not help but reach out and pull up the legs of her pants, only to see a pair of legs as pale as a corpse's. She could vaguely see that the blood vessels hidden under the skin had turned dark purple.
Layla was so anxious that she cried. "Are you guys afraid to tell me the truth because my legs are already crippled? There doesn't seem to be any blood circulation anymore!"
The nurse looked at her with even more surprise. "How could that be? Miss Layla, your legs are very normal."
Layla rubbed her eyes and looked carefully again. Her skin was still that deathly pale color, and her veins were still that shade of dark purple.
No! Her legs could not be paralyzed!
She refused to give up and tugged at the pants on her other leg again. However, the moment she pulled it up, she screamed, "Ah!!!"
The nurse was taken aback and quickly asked her, "Miss Layla, are you all right? Were you so overwhelmed with fright in the car accident that it traumatized you…?"
Layla hugged the nurse desperately. Her entire body was trembling, and her eyes were filled with extreme fear.
"There's a purple palm print on my leg! Look, there really is one!"
However, the nurse looked over at it helplessly. In her eyes, Layla's legs were as clean as new, and the small abrasions did not affect her fit and beautiful calves.
Hence, the nurse said, "Miss Layla, your mood must be unstable right now because you have just undergone a car accident. I'll get the doctor to prescribe some sedative medicine for you. You'll be fine after a good sleep."
However, Layla was rather afraid. She looked at her leg again. Those five dark purple handprints were still there!
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Moreover, its color was becoming deeper and deeper, and the aura it was exuding was getting colder and colder. It made Layla feel like she had been thrown into an ice house, and she almost began to tremble.
Of course, the nurse also noticed Layla's odd behavior, so she quickly tucked her in and went to look for the doctor on duty.
The moment the nurse left the ward, the light in the room flickered.
Layla's heart trembled fiercely for a moment as the lights flashed.
Even though the window was clearly closed, Layla felt a bone-chilling blast of cold wind blow towards her.
The next second, the door of the ward was slammed shut, and the light above her head went out instantly. The entire ward fell into absolute darkness.
Layla subconsciously covered herself with the blanket, but because her legs could not move, she could not even change into a position that gave her a greater sense of security.
Nervousness, fear, and the feeling of powerlessness in a pair of legs that she couldn't control hit her in an instant. Layla couldn't help but cry out under the blanket.
Right at this moment, she felt a moss green light gradually approach her. That eerie light slowly passed through the quilt and formed an outline like a pair of pitch-dark eye sockets without eyeballs.
A hoarse and intangible burst of laughter rang out. "Hehehehe…"
It was as sharp and ear-piercing as scratching a blackboard with a fingernail, causing one's head to hurt instantly.
Layla covered her ears, and the panic from before dissipated. She said fiercely to that shadow, "What are you?! Stop playing tricks!"
In the dark environment, the moss green light was like a ghost fire, pouncing towards Layla with a cold and damp aura.
Layla cried out in shock, but alas, her legs could not exert any strength. She could only lie on the bed obediently and not move an inch.
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She did not have any tools beside her to use either, so she could only lift the blanket to bundle her upper body and cover her head as if that paper-thin blanket was her last bastion and support.
"Kekekeke… You asked what I am?" The hoarse and piercing voice rang out again. "Of course, I'm a good person who's here to treat your illness…"
Layla was an athlete in school after all. She was still a little braver than ordinary young ladies.
She mustered up her courage and looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a skull emitting dark green flames all over its body floating silently in the air. Its upper and lower jaws would collide from time to time, and that was where the sound came from.
As that skeleton spoke, it even used its own green flames to materialize a thick syringe. The human skull cackled and stabbed the large syringe towards Layla!
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