Chapter 116 Therefore I Think (2) (1)
Zhang Wubing did not dare to delay at all. When he was still far away in Jiazifen Village, he had already contacted the best private hospital in Binhai City and was ready to perform the operation as soon as Yan Shixun arrived at the hospital.
After all, although Yan Shixun's injuries had been treated by himself and roughly by the emergency doctors of the official rescue team, the injuries with several holes in his body could not be cured by talismans and first aid.
Zhang Wubing was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Although Yan Shixun turned the situation around with just a few words at the airport, making both the program crew and the official public opinion group feel relieved, Zhang Wubing was always worried about Yan Shixun's injury and wished he could rush Yan Shixun to the hospital in public.
Zhang Wubing finally breathed a sigh of relief when Yan Shixun and the guests finally left the airport.
When the guests' car arrived at the hospital, doctors and stretchers that had been prepared rushed over immediately, ready to take the seriously injured patient: "Where is the patient!"
The patient complained of multiple penetrating injuries in the waist and abdomen. If he is not given emergency treatment, he may not be able to survive!
Yan Shixun was sleeping soundly. All the fatigue from the past few days came back to him, making it impossible for him to stay alert even if he wanted to. His consciousness sank into the deep sea.
Ye Li didn't have the heart to wake Yan Shixun up, but when he looked at the doctor outside the car, he knew that this was Yan Shixun's choice.
——Yan Shixun has to control even the power himself, so how could he allow someone he doesn’t know the details to help him?
So, Ye Li stretched out his cold and temperatureless palm, gently held Yan Shixun's warm cheek while he was sleeping, and slid his slender fingers gently across his skin.
"Shixun? We're already in the hospital." Ye Li's magnetic voice was very low, wanting Yan Shixun to wake up naturally without feeling any discomfort: "You should go for surgery, the doctor is waiting for you."
The people in the front row turned their heads to look at the guests in the back row because of the doctor's question: "!!!"
Shit, who is this guy? How dare he sit so close to Brother Yan? Isn't he afraid of being beaten to death by Brother Yan?
No, when did this person appear in the car? Do they know this person?
As everyone stared in amazement, Yan Shixun's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes before he came to his senses, with a dazed look in his eyes that showed he had not yet woken up.
It's not the usual unruly and sexy sharpness, but the soft warmth that comes from sleeping.
It was the first time that Ye Li saw Yan Shixun like this. He felt that he might have been affected by the warmth of the human world. His heart seemed to be melting and became soft as a mess.
"Shi Xun? I'll carry you out of the car."
——His exorcist, if you want to sleep then just continue sleeping. Who said that living people must walk by themselves?
Ye Li demonstrated with his actions that he was not joking. As he spoke, he put one arm around Yan Shixun's back and prepared to pick up Yan Shixun's long legs with the other hand.
Yan Shixun's body temperature was a little high due to fatigue and sleep. He shivered at Ye Li's low body temperature and came back to his senses. Then he saw Ye Li was about to hug him like a princess.
Yan Shixun: ??? Holy shit, is this guy crazy?
Yan Shixun immediately stood up, pushed Ye Li's chest away with one hand, and looked at him warily.
Ye Li let go of him without hesitation and raised his arms innocently, indicating that he had done nothing: "The doctor is waiting for you. I saw that you didn't respond, so I wanted to carry you over. After all, you are seriously injured and we can't delay."
Yan Shixun looked Ye Li up and down suspiciously, but Ye Li had a frank look on his face and did not look like he was lying.
Is he too sensitive?
At this time, he had also heard the voice of the doctor outside the car, so he nodded to Ye Li and said, "Thank you, but no thanks."
"I don't like people getting too close to me." Yan Shixun glanced at Ye Li with a half-smile: "Do you want to experience being killed in your sleep?"
One of the reasons Yan Shixun refused to sleep in the same bed with Ye Li was: I like to kill people in my dreams.
Ye Li also thought of this and smiled: "How do you know if you don't try it? What if I don't like it?"
But Yan Shixun didn't hear what Ye Li said next. Not wanting to keep the doctor waiting too long, he had already opened the car door and walked away.
However, An Nanyuan, who was sitting in the front row, heard these words and immediately turned around and looked at Ye Li with horror, as if he was looking at a perverted lunatic.
Ye Li raised his eyes and looked back coldly.
Without Yan Shixun by his side, he immediately regained his usual majestic and inviolable appearance. Just one glance at him made An Nanyuan tremble all over, and he got out of the car out of his survival instinct.
The doctors and nurses who were already prepared to see a patient who was so seriously injured that he couldn't move on his own: "???"
"The seriously injured patient mentioned on the phone..." The doctor hesitated, not daring to recognize him. The nurse next to him also kept looking into the open car.
Yan Shixun walked steadily to the stretcher and said, "It's me."
Medical staff: “……?”
Man, you look healthier than normal. How can someone be so physically fit after such serious injuries? It's almost like a medical miracle.
However, after comparing the identity given on the phone and seeing Yan Shixun unbutton his shirt to reveal his waist and abdomen wrapped in layers of bandages, the doctor had to admit that Yan Shixun was the seriously injured patient he was waiting for.
The medical staff looked at Yan Shixun with horror and began to inquire: This is really a ghost! There is actually someone who can do this.
Yan Shixun gave a business-like smile.
:)
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The news that the program crew returned to Binhai City quickly spread on social networking sites, and many viewers who had been nervously following the program breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's great. I didn't sleep well last night. I was afraid something might happen."
"If it was any other show with a black screen due to a problem with the live broadcast signal, I would definitely think that the production team was irresponsible and not careful at all. But if it was this show... That's great! It really was due to a signal problem and not some other reason!"
"I was worried all night, but when I saw the photos sent back from the airport, everyone was safe and sound, and I finally felt relieved."
"I was staring at the main screen last night. I didn't give up even when the screen went black. I almost cried with excitement when the live broadcast signal was restored, but then I saw Brother Yan covered in blood. Oh my god, my heart almost stopped beating at that moment."
"Me too! That's why I went to the airport to pick him up early this morning. I'm so glad that Brother Yan is okay. And the most important thing is that I also got some benefits along the way, hehe."
"Oats died contentedly."
"I, too, lie down peacefully."
“Ah~~~Brother Yan is so handsome! It’s all my fault that I was so shocked that I didn’t think of taking pictures. But now I’m still twisting and turning on my bike like a maggot.”
“……???”
"Oh, the others who didn't pick him up probably don't know what happened at the airport. That's right, those entertainment reporters were scared by Brother Yan, and they probably didn't have the courage to write anything (this is the first time I've seen Brother Yan rescue him in this way, it's so cool!). Brother Yan took off his clothes today to prove that he was not injured! He took off his clothes!!! Those muscles, those lines, slurp~"
"!!! Holy shit, a loss of 100 million."
When the Oats logged onto the social platform as usual and wanted to check in under the tag, they found a row of big bright red words on the homepage: Brother Yan’s stripping benefits!
The part of Oats that didn’t participate in the airport pick-up: “???”
Maybe it’s because Yan Shixun never cared about the entertainment industry before, and unlike other idol stars, he didn’t regularly post selfies. So both Yanmai and the audience of this show have gradually changed from the excitement when they first became fans of Yan Shixun and this show to a peaceful life.
Even fans from other groups who disliked Yan Shixun's name and dominated the real-time popularity list came to provoke him under the tag #燕麦#, the Oats fans all pulled each other aside to talk warmly, and no matter what the other party cursed, they all enthusiastically recommended Yan Shixun.
#Are you a fan of Brother Yan? He can tell fortunes, kill ghosts, and make you believe in science [狗头]#
#Since I became a fan of Brother Yan, my mom doesn’t have to worry about my science anymore! #
#You subscribe, I subscribe, Brother Yan will open an account tomorrow! #
Other fans were stunned when they heard this, and were so brainwashed that they unconsciously wanted to get an Oatmeal badge to see what kind of man could be so weird.
Aren't other people's recommendation slogans like "singing and dancing are superb, outshining all the beauties"? Why did Yan Shixun become fortune-telling? What is this, a charlatan idol?
When the other fans realized what he had just done, they immediately ran away, turned pale when talking about oats, and said that his oats were poisonous.
It can be described as a landslide among fans in the entertainment industry.
But no one would have expected that such a person who never worked in public would actually take off his clothes in public one day!
Exciting! [Like even if your nose bleeds.jpg]
——Although Yan Shixun only unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt, the oats had selectively ignored it.
Perhaps because the contrast brought by Yan Shixun was too great, the popularity about him increased rapidly.
The Oats were like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time and finally found a breakthrough. All their enthusiasm erupted in a few airport Reuters photos and was out of control.
On the real-time popularity list, the tag #燕时洵脱衣# moved up one place as soon as it was refreshed.
Before the director team even left the airport, the tag had already topped the trending searches.
It totally exploded!
In the label is a high-definition close-up photo of Yan Shixun at the airport.
He lowered his eyes slightly, his long and thick eyelashes cast a shadow in front of his eyes, a few strands of hair scattered from behind his ears to his forehead, and a playful smile on his lips. He put one hand in his pocket and the other hand on the front of his shirt, his slender fingers were unbuttoning, and his strong and beautiful chest muscles were hidden under the black shirt, half exposed.
But more tempting.
It makes people outside the photo want to reach out and help him unbutton the damn shirt that is blocking the good view.
This is the most top-level temptation and beauty, with strong hormones that make people's blood boil. But Yan Shixun seems to have no idea what kind of charm he has. His handsome face does not show any such meaning. He is so serious that he seems to be doing something ordinary.
All the fans and even the passers-by who clicked in out of curiosity were as excited as if it was Chinese New Year. They turned into rows of groundhogs and yelled “Ahhh!” crazily in the comment section.
A few unwilling marketing self-media originally wanted to issue a notice, implying that the program crew was irresponsible to the guests by covering up the fact that they were in distress, but they did not expect that with the popularity of Yan Shixun, all the notices were ignored.
Even if they skillfully bought a large number of water armies to force the relevant tags to the top of the real-time popularity list, people who clicked in would just curl their lips in disdain and think that the self-media that wrote such articles were mentally retarded.
Are you kidding me? If it was really that dangerous, how could Yan Shixun appear here and look like nothing happened?
Didn’t you see how big Brother Yan’s chest muscles are in that photo… No, how smooth… Ahem, how flat? There’s no injury at all, okay?
Oats: Brother Yan’s muscles are the truth! So can you unbutton two more buttons?
The self-media were all confused. However, the public opinion about the "Heart-Stirring Travel Around the World for 99 Days" program team had been completely reversed by a photo of Yan Shixun.
There is no need even for the official opinion group to take action.
Looking at this situation, the official public opinion group felt mixed emotions, not knowing whether they should be happy or not.
——I tried more than a dozen ways to deal with the crisis, but I never expected that the problem would be solved from such a unique angle.
However, as long as we can successfully overcome the crisis, the result will be good.
The leader of the public opinion group smiled helplessly, shook his head, and reported to the official person in charge.
After learning that the guests of the program were all undergoing physical examinations at Binhai Private Hospital, many entertainment media flocked to the hospital to take some photos.
You know, this is the hottest topic right now. Whoever can take more photos of Yan Shixun will have the traffic!
But there was a reason why Zhang Wubing booked this hospital.
This hospital is a private hospital chosen by the Zhang family and other wealthy families. In addition to its superb medical skills, it also attaches great importance to the protection of privacy. Not to mention a few small entertainment media, you have to know that those who wanted to assassinate a wealthy man while he was in the hospital were suppressed by the hospital's security system and could not enter.
Since it concerns Yan Shixun's safety, Zhang Wubing dare not be negligent at all.
After the director team dealt with several scenes, they communicated and explained with the authorities without stopping, and then rushed to the hospital immediately. Yan Shixun's operation had been completed.
When he walked out of the operating room, the surgeon still had a look of doubt on his face - was the patient's injury too obedient? And why did the blood stop flowing?
Ye Li, who had been sitting outside the operating room waiting quietly, immediately went to meet him.
"Patient's family member?" The doctor didn't think much about it. Seeing that Ye Li was one step faster than the others, he subconsciously thought of him as Yan Shixun's brother or some other relative. At the same time, he sighed in his heart: This family's genes are too strong!
Ye Li paused, then nodded naturally without denying.
The doctor also told Ye Li some post-operative precautions, just as he was already familiar with.
Ye Li listened very carefully, with a serious expression as if he was accomplishing something more important than the heaven and earth. He even asked a few more questions from time to time.
"Although the wound on the thigh fortunately did not injure the artery, the penetrating wound grazed the bone, so we still need to pay more attention to it in our daily lives."
The doctor finally sighed softly, "He just avoided all the vital points. This level of luck is beyond belief."
Cold anger emerged in Ye Li's eyes, as if because of the doctor's description, he remembered Yang Duo who had caused Yan Shixun to be covered in wounds.
"Even if he dares to die, who dares to take him away?" Ye Li said lightly, and nodded to the doctor as a thank you.
It was rare that he showed kindness to people other than Yan Shixun.
After relaxing from the tension of the surgery, the nurse next to her also laughed and joked with her colleague: "He looks scary, but I didn't expect his personality to be surprisingly easy to get along with."
The older colleague next to him said indifferently: "Maybe the person on the operating table just now is very important to him. Saving the injured is equivalent to saving his world. Even people with bad tempers will not lose their temper with medical staff who saved important people. Besides..."
The older colleague looked up at Ye Li's back as he followed Yan Shixun's bed away, and thought, "This man doesn't look like he has a bad temper. Instead, he seems to have been in a high position for many years - probably another powerful family."
After all, in this private hospital, a job falling from the sky could easily hit a powerful person. He had seen a lot of this, so naturally he could tell which people should not be provoked and what kind of people were truly in power.
"He's so good to his brother," the nurse said enviously.
"Brother?" The older colleague looked at the nurse with a strange expression: "It seems like those two are a couple, right?"
The nurse was surprised: "Huh?"
"It must be right." He thought about the look Ye Li gave Yan Shixun just now, and said with certainty: "That was the look he gave his whole world. He must be deeply in love with his lover."
The nurses with less experience had already been confused by their colleagues, but at this moment, a red female figure floating through the corridor looked at the two medical staff with complicated eyes, then glanced at Ye Li, whose back had disappeared over there, and shrank back in fear, but ultimately could not suppress the fear that surged from the depths of her soul, and chased after him.
But... the idea of lover is too outrageous.
The woman in the red suit, who was not seen by anyone, silently complained: Although she didn't know who that person was, how could such a person fall in love with someone else? Or a living person?
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When Zhang Wubing rushed to the hospital, all the guests had already completed their physical examinations, but they did not stay in their respective quiet and pleasant wards. Instead, they were gathered together chatting and laughing.
Although the variety show star was wearing a hospital gown, this did not affect his professionalism. He was still gesticulating and describing to others what he saw in his dream.
He lowered his voice and said quietly, "Those rotten corpses have been watching me in the woods. I wanted to run, but I got anxious and kept spinning in circles. No matter how fast I ran, I couldn't run fast. There was a dead deer blocking me in front and a dead man chasing me from behind. At this moment..."
The guests held their breath and waited attentively for the variety show host to continue.
"What are you talking about? How is Brother Yan?"
The guests were suddenly frightened: “What the hell! Aa ...
Zhang Wubing was also frightened out of his wits, and screamed, "Ahhhhhh!"
The miserable cries of several people were heard outside the ward, not only scaring passers-by and patients next door, but also immediately attracted the nurses outside.
The nurse, who originally thought it was some critical condition, pushed open the door and saw a few grown men howling at the ceiling.
Nurse:"………"
"Shut up!" The nurse yelled with full force, "What are you doing? Are you a werewolf? This is a hospital, don't disturb other patients' rest!"
The guests suddenly shut their mouths like ducks with their necks strangled, and looked at the nurse at the door in unison.
Then they saw Zhang Wubing's figure, and realized belatedly - Oh, it was Director Zhang who had just spoken.
"I'm sorry, I thought there was a ghost standing behind me." An Nanyuan quickly apologized: "Nurse sister, we were wrong. Don't worry, it won't happen again next time."
Zhang Wubing: "??? Are you saying I look like a ghost? QAQ"
The nurse looked up and down at the guests who were covering their mouths and begging for mercy pitifully, then she relaxed, told them to "keep quiet", and left.
Several guests finally breathed a sigh of relief, but said with lingering fear: "Director Zhang is scarier than a ghost."
Zhang Wubing: “???”
Are you polite?
Yan Shixun had already informed Zhang Wubing about the situations of several guests, and also told him that among them, only Lu Xingxing would feel unwell for a few days, and the others would be fine as long as they went to Haiyun Temple.
The results of the examination were just as Yan Shixun said. There was nothing wrong with the health of the few people. However, Lu Xingxing had a migraine. The doctor wanted to prescribe some medicine, but Lu Xingxing refused.
“No need for a doctor, this is not a disease you can cure.” Lu Xingxing’s tone was serious, not like he was joking: “Wait for my master to come, burn a talisman for me to drink and I will be fine. I am suffering from an unstable soul, not an external injury.”
Doctor: ...Well, we added a brain CT scan because we suspected that the patient had hit his head.
But even if the examinations of several people are fine, they cannot leave the hospital for a short time.
"Wait a few days, until the controversy surrounding this show has passed and the heat of public opinion has been replaced by other things, then everyone can move freely."
Zhang Wubing said sincerely, "Otherwise, as soon as you leave the hospital, entertainment reporters and paparazzi will rush over to you, trying to get information about this show from you. You might as well rest here first, and if you really find any hidden injuries later, you can get treatment in time."
Several guests had no objection.
To be honest, even if they were asked to leave the hospital, they didn't want to leave in the short term.
After what happened in Jiazifen Village, the guests all had a long nightmare. Some were chased by dead bodies, some were trapped in a well and suffocated to death, some were kidnapped and sold... Their experiences in the dreams were strange and different, but all of them were too real.
It seemed like it was not a dream, but a real experience.
Or...something that will happen in the future.
Many people who work in performing arts or creative fields have empathy and associative abilities far beyond those of ordinary people. Even if you give them a dot, they can associate it with a three-dimensional figure.
What's more, this nightmare is so horrible and real.
The guests were all frightened by their own associations and became suspicious. If they didn't know that Yan Shixun was not far away from them, which made them feel at ease, they would have felt that there was a ghost standing in the corner, staring at them quietly as soon as they closed their eyes.
Or when you fall asleep, you will fall into nightmares, and even those things will happen in reality.
But if they were at their respective homes, Yan Shixun would not be there to save them.
Therefore, Zhang Wubing's proposal was what the guests wanted.
Song Ci's family wanted to take him away, but the young master got angry and insisted on staying by Yan Shixun's side and reporting to him on the progress of the tasks assigned to him.
Brother Song Ci looked helpless and could only ask Zhang Wubing to take good care of his brother before leaving the hospital.
"It's nice for everyone to chat. In fact, I also want to share my nightmare..." Zhang Wubing said, and was about to sit down next to a few people.
The guests were immediately horrified and said in unison: "Don't say it!"
An Nanyuan, who participated in three episodes of the program, has a deep understanding of the tragic experience of Zhang Wubing.
He said with lingering fear: "Director Zhang, it's not that we don't give you face, it's just that what you've experienced is definitely the most terrifying, and we don't dare to listen to it."
The variety show star also nodded repeatedly: "We already have trouble sleeping, Director Zhang, if you do this again, just wait and see us die of insomnia."
Zhang Wubing was amused. He had originally intended to liven up the atmosphere and ease the tension of the few people who were frightened by him.
Seeing that his goal had been achieved, he shrugged and said, "Then you guys continue. If you need anything, just tell the director team. We will cover all your expenses and needs during your hospitalization. Don't hesitate. I don't have anything else, but I have a lot of money."
An Nanyuan looked at Zhang Wubing dimly: "...I finally understand why Brother Yan said that Director Zhang, you are being too Versailles."
Even Lu Xingxing asked seriously, "Director Zhang, aren't you afraid that someone will strangle you to death one day?"
"Don't be afraid, unless someone can beat Brother Yan." Zhang Wubing smiled proudly and asked for a beating, then quickly evacuated before the others started to fight: "You guys chat, I'll go see Brother Yan!"
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When the effect of the anesthetic wore off and Yan Shixun regained consciousness, he felt as if someone was holding his hand.
He fluttered his eyelashes, opened his eyes and looked, and what he saw was a sea of white.
But unlike his usual vision, the room was as clean as the white of the walls and furniture. There were no wandering ghosts or dead air, and it was extremely refreshing.
Yan Shixun blinked his eyes, and dug up his memory from his mind, confirming that he was in the hospital. He was a little puzzled: What happened? The hospital was so clean? Could it be that the colleague had done a big cleanup of the hospital?
What Yan Shixun hates most is the hospital.
When he was young, he lived with his parents and didn't think he was any different from other people.
Out of dependence and trust in his parents, Xiaoyan Shixun always happily shared what he saw with his parents. A half-grandfather was lying on the light tube, a blood-covered sister was hiding under the table, and the uncle next to him was carrying an old grandmother on his back...
The parents gradually realized that Xiaoyan Shixun was not joking, but was pointing in a certain direction seriously and saying words that made them shudder.
And in hospitals where the death rate is highest because of the number of sick and injured people, there are even more ghosts who refuse to leave because of their obsession.
Xiaoyan Shixun was too young and at first he could not understand why his parents would beat him with a gloomy face every time they were in the hospital because of what he said. But he remembered the pain and hated the hospital because he hated the pain.
Later, a fortune teller predicted that Yan Shixun would be surrounded by ghosts in the future. So, his parents, fearing that Yan Shixun would kill the whole family, threw the young boy at the market.
At that time, Yan Shixun was very clear about his parents' intentions, but he did not chase after them. He just stood in the surging crowd and watched coldly as his parents left in a hurry.
Until it disappears.
He originally thought that he would have to take care of himself in the future, but unexpectedly, a gentle young man squatted down in front of him and told him that his name was Li Chengyun and that he had a master-disciple relationship.
After the childhood memories of the hospital faded, new memories covered the emotions, but Yan Shixun still disliked the hospital.
——There are too many separations and deaths here.
Yan Shixun had followed Li Chengyun to the hospital to handle commissions several times, and he could hear the crying and sobbing of the ghosts around him. He had also seen human hearts that were more terrifying than ghosts, and therefore he deeply hated hospitals.
Later, he walked alone, and was able to face the heavy emotions between life and death indifferently, but his opinion of the hospital still did not change. He just felt disgusted in his heart, but did not show it on his face.
This also led to Yan Shixun's resistance to hospitals in his life, and he would never go to the hospital unless it was necessary.
Because the effect of the anesthesia had not completely dissipated, Yan Shixun, who was relaxed but a little dazed, was rarely reminded of his past because of the white walls of the hospital ward in front of him.
His fingers unconsciously flexed and stretched, causing a slight movement.
But the person holding his hand quickly noticed this movement.
"Are you awake?"
A deep voice with a smile came from the side: "It seems that this is the first time I see you sleeping so defenselessly. I approached you and you didn't wake up. I don't know whether this is your trust in me or you are waiting for me to wake you up with a kiss - there is such a saying in the world, right?"
Yan Shixun blinked, and it took him a while to recall the owner of this familiar voice from his mind.
"Ye Li?"
"Yes, it's me."
Ye Li sat beside Yan Shixun's bed, holding Yan Shixun's hands with his cold and temperatureless hands, his back naturally straight, like a general sitting in the main tent with a golden sword, waiting for the battle seriously.
His posture is so beautiful that even those stars who have received special etiquette training feel ashamed when they see him.
But all the coldness and seriousness disappeared the moment Yan Shixun opened his eyes.
Ye Li leaned forward and asked with a smile, "What do you want?"
Perhaps the anesthesia affected Yan Shixun's judgment. He easily said something that he would never say normally: "There is not a single ghost in the room. Has anyone come to clean it?"
As soon as he said this, Yan Shixun realized something was wrong.
He had long learned to keep his doubts to himself, but this time it was as if he had returned to his childhood, blindly trusting the person next to him and even telling him what he had seen.
But Yan Shixun soon realized that now was no longer the past.
Because Ye Li did not show the same frightened expression as the adults in the child's memory, asking him not to talk nonsense.
Ye Li smiled and nodded naturally: "Yes, but I didn't clean it on my own initiative. They ran away on their own."
His expression was normal, as if he had just heard the words "the dirt has been swept away".
Yan Shixun's nerves, which had just been tense, relaxed again when he saw Ye Li's natural look.
"What did you do to them?" He raised his eyebrows and looked sideways at Ye Li: "Don't tell me you sent all those ghosts away."
Yan Shixun's words were euphemistic, but he was actually asking Ye Li whether he had killed all the ghosts indiscriminately like his other colleagues did.
That was the situation he least wanted to see.
"I thought you wouldn't want to see ghosts swarming in the room when you woke up." Ye Li took over his words and replied, "Don't worry, I didn't do anything. They ran faster than rabbits."
Yan Shixun sneered: "It seems that Ye Li, you are also a ghost."
He didn't think there was anything wrong with it and accepted the answer with ease.
After all, according to his guess, Ye Li should be the founder of a certain school who maintained a youthful appearance. It is normal for ghosts to be afraid of such enlightened people.
"The doctor just suggested that you buy lottery tickets after you are discharged from the hospital. You are lucky that none of your vital organs were injured."
Ye Li looked a little helpless: "However, for a stranger, even if it is you, there is no need to bear some injuries that can be avoided. Next time you can try to let me handle the matter. Like I said, I am your counterpart."
"If you want to buy lottery tickets, I can go with you." Ye Li said calmly, "It's just a few number combinations."
From what he said... does he know the winning lottery numbers?
Yan Shixun looked up at Ye Li in surprise and had a better understanding of him.
but.
"Thanks, but no thanks." Yan Shixun said nonchalantly, "It's not worth it to waste my subsequent luck for a windfall. If I wanted, I could calculate it myself, but there's no need."
"Besides, it's not because of luck."
He smiled, as if he found the doctor's sigh a little strange: "Of course I know the injury is not in the vital part, because that is the position I calculated. How many years do you think I have been dealing with ghosts and gods? I still know how to make this trade-off."
Yan Shixun originally thought that after hearing this, Ye Li would realize the truth and laugh.
Unexpectedly, Ye Li's expression darkened, as if he had suppressed his anger. He softened his voice and asked, "Have you often fought against ghosts and gods like this before, Shi Xun?"
"How many times have you been hurt? Was there no one else by your side during those times?"
Are you, facing those painful injuries and crises alone?
As soon as he finished speaking, the tiny air currents in the surrounding air suddenly seemed to obey some kind of command and quickly rushed towards Yeli.
Ye Li looked into the void and saw scenes flashing by quickly like a slide show.
Yan Shixun walked alone in the dark night, and the road he walked on was dripping with blood. But he still did not stop, just tore off the cloth on his body to stop the bleeding, and continued to move forward.
Yan Shixun's eyes were bright and sharp. In the cemetery, he used a branch as a long stick to face the corpses surrounding him.
Yan Shixun, still Yan Shixun... In those scenes, his body was covered with wounds.
However, he was always alone, with no Li Chengyun or anyone else by his side.
It seems that after Li Chengyun left, Yan Shixun has been walking alone.
He clearly has a friend named Zhang Wubing and many clients who are grateful to him. As long as he opens his mouth, the ghosts and people he has helped are willing to help him.
However, there was no one around him.
Ye Li's Adam's apple rolled, but his throat felt rare and sore.
Even though he had hundreds of thousands of flags for thousands of years, he still walked alone in the yin and yang of heaven and earth. He had watched life and death separations countless times with cold eyes, and he always walked alone.
But when he saw Yan Shixun's experiences and memories, he suddenly felt that this loneliness was unbearable.
This shouldn't happen to Yan Shixun.
Ye Li looked at Yan Shixun in a daze, his eyes fluctuating and turbulent.
Yan Shixun didn't care much about Ye Li's question, but when he accidentally met Ye Li's eyes, he paused and said, "There is always a price."
"You should know that there is no such thing as nothing happening without a reason in the cause and effect." Yan Shixun said with a smile, "You want to exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts, and you also want to be safe and sound. Isn't that a bit too good to be true?"
"Don't worry, I'm not dead. I know how to protect myself."
Ye Li did not respond to this. He held Yan Shixun's hand tightly, lowered his eyes and said, "No, you don't know yet."
As long as you open your mouth and ask me, I will never let you get hurt again.
Whether before or after death.
Because the anesthesia wore off, the brain began to recover normal thinking and perception abilities during the conversation, so as soon as Ye Li exerted force, Yan Shixun, who had just been feeling dull, found that his palms were still between Ye Li's hands.
"Are you a very outgoing person? Our relationship is not close enough for us to be casual and call each other nicknames, right?"
Return of consciousness
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