Chapter 918 That ship!

What Ye Wanxi didn't say was that since she contracted the disease through contact with the "patient," if it was just the initial one who transferred the illness from Wang Dingcai to Qiu Zhiming, then she shouldn't have contracted too much illness.

At most, I'll just be a little weaker afterward, and I'll be more prone to fever, colds, and coughs when the seasons change, but I can get through it with some medicine.

But Wang Dingcai was not satisfied and wanted to harm Qiu Zhiming, and Ruan Xiaoyu also became an accomplice.

Just by looking at how dangerous Qiu Zhiming's critical illnesses were in the later stages, one can tell how serious the illness that Ruan Xiaoyu contracted was.

It's not apparent now, but these aftereffects will gradually become apparent after today.

The Qiu family felt no sympathy at all when they heard Ye Wanxi say that; they only felt relieved.

Yeah, harming others will ultimately harm yourself.

However, after the initial excitement, they couldn't help but think about other things.

For example, did Ruan Xiaoyu know that carrying that brocade pouch would have this side effect? ​​Most likely, she didn't.

Did Wang Dingcai and his group know? The Qiu family felt that given the extent of their family's ruthlessness, there was a high probability that they did know, and it was even possible that this was their initial plan.

After all, in their view, Wang Dingcai was going to marry a rich young lady in the future, and leaving such a stumbling block would only cause trouble.

If Ruan Xiaoyu really gets a terminal illness, they can use that as a reason to kick her to the curb.

Thinking of this, Aunt Qiu and Yan Yuchen felt even more disheartened, and their blood ties with these people faded even further.

Having said everything that needed to be said, Ye Wanxi and her companion prepared to leave.

Just as they were about to leave the ward, Feng Tianyu suddenly stopped and looked at Brother Qiu.

Seeing this, Ye Wanxi looked at Feng Tianyu with a puzzled expression: "Senior Brother, what's wrong?"

"You, and you, both of you."

Feng Tianyu pointed to Brother Qiu and Yan Yuchen, signaling them to come closer.

The Qiu family's hearts jumped, especially Qiu Zhiming, who was still lying in the hospital bed. He struggled to sit up, holding onto the bed railing.

Ye Wanxi looked in the direction Feng Tianyu pointed, her gaze sharpening: "You two come here."

"I'll go with you." Qiu Linshan noticed Yan Yuchen's unease and took her hand, saying, "Don't be afraid. You were saved this time thanks to Miss Ye. She won't hurt you."

Yan Yuchen glanced at Qiu Linshan holding her hand, and felt a little more at ease. She slowly walked up to Ye Wanxi and the other woman.

Previously, Ye Wanxi's attention was mainly focused on Qiu Zhiming, and she did not notice that the two of them carried a trace of yin energy.

This yin energy is different from the sickly energy on Qiu Zhiming's body; it is cold and sticky, and is probably related to a wandering spirit.

However, the yin energy on the two was very faint. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't be able to tell. It's highly likely that they had been in close contact with someone who was in close proximity to a ghost and accidentally picked up the yin energy.

"Miss Ye, are Xiaoyu and Ayang alright?"

"It's nothing, they just got a little dirty on them, it's not a big deal."

As Ye Wanxi spoke, she reached out and patted the two of them on the shoulders, and the gloomy aura dissipated.

At the same time, both of them felt a warm current flowing through their limbs, and suddenly they were not so cold anymore.

Realizing this, the two stared wide-eyed in surprise, looking at Ye Wanxi with curiosity.

Ye Wanxi's expression was rather serious at this moment: "When you came back, did you come into contact with anyone? The stuff on you was indirectly contaminated, so it's not serious. But the person who came into contact with you, who only had brief contact with you, has a much more serious condition than you. If it's not resolved quickly, it could cause problems."

Brother Qiu was startled and immediately frowned in thought: "We didn't come into contact with anyone when we came back!"

Yan Yuchen, however, thought for a while and then tentatively asked a question.

Could it be that uncle with the scar on his face?

"Fifth Uncle?" The Fifth Uncle that Brother Qiu mentioned was the uncle whose swimming ability his father had asked him to find before he left.

"Yes, when we came back, Uncle Wu drove us here."

Upon hearing this, Qiu's mother hurriedly urged her son, "Then why don't you call your fifth uncle and have him come over right away?"

Although Fifth Uncle was not a member of the Qiu family, he was as close as a brother to Qiu's father. He was a bit shrewd, but honest and upright, and had a good relationship with the Qiu family.

Based on what Ye Wanxi just said, if the two juniors really got the dirt on them by accident from Uncle Wu, Uncle Wu might be in danger!

Brother Qiu suddenly realized what was happening and quickly took out his phone to contact his fifth uncle. Regardless of whether it was him or not, he wanted to get the person over to take a look first.

About five minutes later, a man in his forties or fifties, tall and strong, with dark skin and a scar on his left cheek, hurriedly ran up from downstairs.

"What's wrong? Did something happen again?"

Instead of immediately explaining, Qiu's father and the others turned to look at Ye Wanxi and her companion: "Is it him?"

"It's him."

The moment Ye Wanxi and the other woman saw their fifth uncle, their expressions changed completely, because the yin energy emanating from him was far too strong.

Fortunately, after bringing the person back, he was worried that Mr. Qiu might still need his help, so he didn't dare to leave immediately, otherwise he might have already met with misfortune.

"What am I? What happened to me?"

No sooner had Uncle Wu finished speaking than Feng Tianyu suddenly made his move, a bright sword light flashing past.

Before anyone could even see how he did it, the sword light passed right through Uncle Wu's upper body without harming him in the slightest.

A strange, shrill scream rang in his ears, and a plume of black smoke rose from behind Uncle Wu, disappearing in less than two seconds.

The Qiu family members: "!!!"

Fifth Uncle: "!!!"

"I...I...I...what just happened..." Uncle Wu had traveled all over the country for many years and considered himself to have some knowledge, but what had just happened was completely beyond his psychological capacity. For a moment, he even thought he was dreaming!

"You have been marked."

"Wh...what mark?"

"A vengeful spirit seeking revenge, a scapegoat."

"A vengeful spirit? A scapegoat?" Uncle Wu's teeth chattered uncontrollably. How could he have gotten involved with this unlucky thing?

Before today, if someone had told him that there were ghosts in the world and that they might come looking for him to be their scapegoat, he would have definitely thought they were an idiot and kicked them out with a stick.

But what had just happened left him feeling numb all over, and he didn't dare to have even the slightest doubt.

"Where did you go today? What strange things did you encounter? Think carefully!"

"Fifth Uncle, think quickly! The mark is gone, but that ghost..."

Uncle Wu immediately shuddered: "Today? I didn't go anywhere today! I went to the company to check the goods early this morning, and went straight home after get off work. Until you called me, I went with you to look for someone. I didn't encounter anything strange..."

Uncle Wu seemed to have thought of something and suddenly stopped talking.

"That ship!"

(End of this chapter)