Since signing the divorce agreement, Yan Zixiu has been like this every time he talks to him.

Jing Shaoci has every reason to suspect that there is definitely something wrong with the other party's mental state.

"If you keep blocking me like this, Gu Shiyi will really die."

Jing Shaoci's eyes suddenly became cold, "This matter is really you..."

"Yan Zixiu!!"

Before Jing Shaoci finished questioning, Chi Sheng rushed over with a frown.

"What on earth did you do to Shiyi?!"

Gu Shiyi's parents also came closely. Gu Jianfeng looked calmer, while Xia Peilin next to him was particularly excited.

"Are you Yan Zixiu?"

Jing Shaoci and the original owner had a contractual marriage, so there was no wedding and the marriage was not announced to the public. Only a small number of people in the upper circle knew about it.

In addition, Gu Shiyi's mother divorced Gu Jianfeng, so this was the first time that Gu's family met him in private.

Facing the aggressive looks of the crowd, Yan Zixiu remained calm as usual, "What do you think I did?"

"Then how did you know that Shiyi was in danger recently?" Chi Sheng said forcefully.

At this time, Yan Zixiu glanced at Xia Peilin with his extremely beautiful eyes, and then said in a calm tone: "Instead of getting entangled here, let me save people first."

"No!" As expected, Xia Peilin was the first to object.

After saying this, she turned to Gu Jianfeng and said, "Husband, you must not let him get close to Xiaoyi."

"If you don't trust me, let Mr. Jing go in with me."

If it were before, Yan Zixiu would definitely turn around and leave.

But now he can't, because he is poor.

Master said that if you ask what love is in the world, it is useless without money.

At this time, everyone's eyes were all on Jing Shaoci, but Jing Shaoci looked at Yan Zixiu.

For some reason, he inexplicably felt that Yan Zixiu didn't look like he was fooling around.

"I only give you fifteen minutes." Jing Shaoci said in a deep voice.

Fifteen minutes in this dynasty is a quarter of an hour. Yan Zixiu thought for a moment, nodded slightly and said, "That's enough."

"Husband, he..."

Xia Peilin wanted to say something but was interrupted by Gu Jianfeng, "Okay, listen to what he said."

Since the decision was made, Gu Jianfeng quickly asked the hospital to transfer Gu Shiyi from the ICU to the VIP ward.

After everyone went out, Yan Zixiu closed the blinds in the ward first, and then rolled up his sleeves.

He first took out the things from the woven bag one by one, and then poured the rootless water collected in advance into a small box.

After doing this, Yan Zixiu got up and walked to the bedside, propped up Gu Shiyi's eyelids with two fingers and took a look.

To ordinary people, Gu Shiyi's pupils were dilated and dull, but in Yan Zixiu's eyes, the other's pupils shrank into a strange red dot.

He narrowed his eyes quickly, and then tore off the hospital gown on Gu Shiyi.

Just as he was about to take off his pants, Jing Shaoci grabbed his wrist with force. Before

he could speak, Yan Zixiu broke away and frowned slightly, saying, "Mr. Jing, please respect yourself."

Jing Shaoci was hit in the throat by a breath of air, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Yan Zixiu didn't care about him, and took out two large pieces of pool mud from the plastic bag and put them in a copper basin.

"Have you ever eaten beggar's chicken?" He handed the basin to Jing Shaoci, then looked at Gu Shiyi and said, "Just smear mud all over him like a chicken."

Jing Shaoci didn't answer or say anything, just looked at him with cold eyes.

"Mr. Jing, the time you are wasting now is Gu Shiyi's life. If you are willing to watch him die, I have no objection."

After saying that, he stuffed the basin into Jing Shaoci's hand, turned around and walked towards the door of the ward with the small box and cinnabar.

After walking to the door, Yan Zixiu dipped two fingers of his right hand into the dissolved cinnabar and drew a pattern on the ground.

A few minutes later, he got up and took a look at the bed.

At this time, Gu Shiyi's body was already covered with yellow mud, very evenly.

Yan Zixiu took a look at Jing Shaoci and didn't expect that this man had a talent for cooking.

After everything was ready, he asked Jing Shaoci to stand at the Shengmen position, then raised his hands with sword fingers, placed two fingers of his left hand on the middle of his right arm, and raised the sword fingers of his right hand: "The wind is too strong, rise——"

As soon as the voice fell, a strange breeze rose in the closed ward, and then, Gu Shiyi on the bed struggled directly.

At this time, Yan Zixiu's eyes were slightly closed, and the whole person looked particularly solemn and dignified.

Jing Shaoci saw with his own eyes that the seal on Gu Shiyi's body turned from yellow to black, as if something was sucked out of his body.

After it was completely dark, Yan Zixiu picked up the mineral water bottle he brought with him, and then put it on Gu Shiyi's chest and squeezed it, and a black mist ball was sucked directly into the bottle.

"What is this thing?"

Yan Zixiu walked in front of him with the covered bottle, shook it and said, "Evil spirit."

When the bottle was close to Jing Shaoci, the mist ball inside shrank obviously, as if it was electrocuted.

Yan Zixiu put down his hand and took the initiative to explain: "You have a special fate, so this kind of dirty thing will be afraid of you."

Jing Shaoci was about to ask how special it was, but Gu Shiyi on the bed suddenly snorted.

"Wipe him, otherwise his eyes will be covered with mud and he can't open them."

Jing Shaoci found that Yan Zixiu was calling him now, and he was getting more and more comfortable with it.

After wiping the mud off his face with a wet towel, Gu Shiyi slowly opened his eyes.

When he saw Yan Zixiu's handsome face, he was stunned for a long time and didn't come back to his senses.

"You, what's wrong with you..."

Yan Zixiu raised his eyes and looked at Jing Shaoci, motioning him to explain to Gu Shiyi.

"He came to save your life."

Although he didn't understand the process, Jing Shaoci was the heir of a top tycoon after all, so he was naturally knowledgeable.

Even though we live in a scientifically developed society, there are still many wealthy people and tycoons who believe in these Feng Shui mystical arts.

But Jing Shaoci is not one of them.

After Yan Zixiu opened the door of the ward, Gu's family and Chi Sheng rushed in immediately.

Not long after, Jing Shaoci also came out.

At this time, Yan Zixiu was poking something on the screen of his mobile phone. He walked in and found that the other party was using a calculator.

"What are you calculating?"

Yan Zixiu raised his head, looked at him with shining eyes and said, "I'm calculating this time..."

He thought for a moment, and changed the words, "I'm calculating the service fee."

At this point, Yan Zixiu suddenly remembered the business, "Mr. Jing, do you want to book a ritual for the salvation of the souls from me?"

Jing Shaoci was slightly stunned for a moment, "Salvation, me?"

Yan Zixiu nodded, and said very sincerely, "Well, as long as you pay in advance, after you die, I will personally fold gold ingots for you every year."

The master said that when treating guests with rich wealth, more benefits should be given.

Yan Zixiu thought hard, then looked at him and said, "And when you cross the Naihe Bridge, I will bribe the ghost messenger to let him add an extra spoonful of sugar to your Mengpo soup."