In a quiet and well-guarded private hospital, Zhao Pengyu lay quietly on the bed, as if he was asleep. The Zhao family was almost going crazy. This hospital was their own business, and the doctors' medical skills were second to none in the country. However, they could not find out what disease Zhao Pengyu had.
Mother Zhao, a strong woman, was also panicked at this time. She said to her husband with a pale face: "Is there something wrong with the thing he picked up last night? I want to find a doctor to take a look at it."
Zhao Zhifeng frowned, "The doctor can't help, so what's the point of looking for you? Don't let this mysterious thing delay the child's treatment."
Mother Zhao pursed her lips and struggled a little. It was indeed true, but her intuition as a mother told her that the package her son picked up last night was a bit evil.
At this moment, a young nurse came out of the ward holding a package. The couple hurried forward. Mother Zhao asked anxiously, "Nurse, has the doctor come up with a result?"
The nurse said respectfully, "The doctors are still discussing the matter. I believe the results will be out soon. Also," the nurse hesitated as she handed the white pillowcase and the things wrapped in it to Mrs. Zhao, "We know you two are worried, but this is useless. We have to believe in medicine."
Mrs. Zhao opened the bag in confusion, and her expression suddenly turned cold. She looked at her husband again, and he had the same expression as her.
This is a thick bag of ghost money! This ghost money has obviously been thrown away by the housekeeper!
When Zhao Pengyu picked it up last night, Mrs. Zhao just felt unlucky and told the housekeeper: "Hurry up and have someone take it out and throw it away. It's too unlucky." She thought that someone wanted to buy it to sweep the grave, but it was accidentally dropped because of the heavy rain. It's just that the ghost money now looks too much like the real RMB, and her son couldn't see it clearly in the dark. But now, how did the thrown away ghost money come back
Zhao Zhifeng's face turned cold, "Nurse, where did you find this thing?"
The young nurse looked at the couple's faces and realized that something was wrong. Her expression changed, "It's under Young Master Zhao's pillow."
Zhao Zhifeng looked at the bodyguard at the door again, "Who has been in this ward?"
The bodyguard shook his head seriously, "Except for doctors and nurses, no one is allowed in."
Zhao Zhifeng said angrily: "Check the surveillance to see who sneaked in!"
The result is: No!
The couple looked at each other, and saw the incredible and solemnity in each other's eyes. After throwing this away last night, Zhao Pengyu had a high fever and came to the hospital in the middle of the night. The doctor still hasn't found out what the disease is. Now the bag of ghost money thrown away by the housekeeper has strangely appeared under Zhao Pengyu's pillow. Mother Zhao's face sank, and her tangled heart suddenly became firm, "I'll find a doctor to check him."
Although Zhao Zhifeng looked unhappy, he still didn't quite believe it. "I think someone is deliberately doing this. Let's check it out first."
"Let's prepare for both situations. It won't delay the treatment if we ask a doctor to take a look," Zhao's mother's strong woman aura returned. "You stay here and ask the doctor to check it out quickly. I'll go ask the doctor."
In this way, Madam Zhao used her father's connections to invite more than a dozen masters back. After looking at Zhao Pengyu's current situation, the masters all shook their heads and said regretfully: "He has been engaged, and forcibly snatching his soul will definitely hurt his soul."
"Yes, it's difficult to save them. Even if they are saved, their souls are incomplete. They are either stupid or in a vegetative state."
Mrs. Zhao's body was shaken by the shock. She took a deep breath and her voice trembled uncontrollably: "Even if he is a vegetable, he must be saved."
The gentlemen looked at each other and decided to give it a try.
Wang Minghai is a famous master, highly respected in the metaphysical circle. He said, "To form such a contract, there must be a medium. Did the young master pick up something?"
Mother Zhao pointed at the paper money on the table with a tired look on her face, "He picked up a bag of this stuff."
Wang Minghai said with an unpleasant expression: "That's it, such a strong grudge!"
"The evil spirit is so strong!" The other masters also opened their third eyes and were shocked when they saw it.
A female master who could communicate with spirits suddenly sensed something, and she began to tremble all over, her face turned blue, her facial features twisted in pain, and she fell to the ground uncontrollably, digging her nails into the floor, tearing them apart, and blood gushed out. The masters around her all changed their expressions, and the master closest to her was quick to chop her unconscious with a knife.
The faces of all the masters present changed, and Mrs. Zhao also became nervous, "What is this?"
"Zuo Yun can sense the death process from the ghost's aura," Wang Minghai said with an unpleasant expression, "This ghost died in great pain, and his resentment was extremely heavy. Zuo Yun was also affected."
Wang Minghai took out a dagger made of copper coins, bit his finger, smeared the blood evenly on the dagger, and stabbed it with all his strength. After the paper money shook a few times, a black light emanated from it and pounced on him fiercely. Master Wang's hand shook, and the dagger flew out directly, and the copper coins scattered all over the ground.
Wang Minghai's face also turned pale as paper.
The expressions of the other masters became solemn. The way they practiced was not to save people, and now in broad daylight the evil spirit was so strong that they did not dare to act rashly.
After sending them away, Mrs. Zhao invited a few more gentlemen to take a look. After hearing about the consequences of Wang Minghai and Zuo Yun, no one dared to act rashly.
For several days in a row, Zhao Pengyu was transferred to another hospital three times, and doctors were invited from abroad, but Zhao Pengyu still did not wake up. His parents were desperate. Until noon on the third day, the doctor said that if he did not wake up again, Zhao Pengyu would become a vegetable, which was not good... Be mentally prepared.
Mother Zhao finally couldn't bear it anymore, she covered her face and broke down crying, her lips bitten and bleeding. If possible, she would exchange her life for her son's life, but she tried everything and it didn't work!
At this time, Gu Ye asked Xia Xiang with a smile: "My lovely red scarf, have you ever lied?"
Xia Xiang shook his head in confusion.
"My lovely red scarf, do you want to be a messenger of justice with me and save a lamb lost on the road to the underworld?"
Xia Xiang got goose bumps from Gu Ye's gentle tone. His intuition told him that it was not a good thing. "… Tell me what you want to do."
Gu Ye was serious for a second: "Go find Teacher Yu and tell him that I have a high fever of 40 degrees and need to be taken to a doctor outside the school. When you come back later, tell him that the doctor kept me for an IV."
Xia Xiang: “…”
Ten minutes later, Xia Xiang sent Gu Ye to the taxi to the hospital, wanting to cry but without tears. Xia Xiang had been a good boy for eighteen years and had never lied. Teacher Yu did not suspect that he would lie and approved it directly. Xia Xiang frowned with guilt and asked in a low voice: "Is Zhao Pengyu seriously ill? We should have come out earlier."
Gu Ye was helpless, "Even if you come out early, you may not be able to see it."
With his face, who would believe that he was really capable? He might be treated as a little brat and kicked out.
Gu Ye was right. After hearing the servants' report, Mrs. Zhao did not really believe that Gu Ye could save Zhao Pengyu. After all, he was too young. But now, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, Mrs. Zhao would try her best. After sending someone to invite Gu Ye in, Mrs. Zhao saw Gu Ye's face. His lips were red and his teeth were white. When he smiled, his peach blossom eyes narrowed. He was not like a master at all.
She sat dejectedly on the bedside, holding her son's hand, and said weakly, "Young Master, please take a look and see if he can be saved. The doctor said he won't survive tonight."
Zhao Pengyu's face turned pale, his lips turned blue, there was a dark aura between his eyebrows, and there was a faint red line, emitting a murderous aura. Gu Ye did not speak, but expressionlessly took out half a stick of incense from the small bag in his pocket, lit it, and held it between two fingers, without the help of anything, and stood it steadily between Zhao Pengyu's eyebrows.
Mrs. Zhao saw this scene and her eyes widened in surprise, "What is this?"
"Soul-guiding incense." Gu Ye smiled, "I had predicted that he would have a calamity before, and used a talisman to protect his soul. Now I will use the soul-guiding incense to bring him back."
The incense was burning visibly, without any ash left. A wisp of green smoke strangely entered Zhao Pengyu's nose as he breathed. After a few seconds, Zhao Pengyu's breathing became noticeably smoother, and his lips even had a bloody color.
Mrs. Zhao was so shocked that she didn't know what to say. The huge surprise suddenly fell on her head when she was already in despair. She didn't know how to react. She wanted to be happy, but was afraid of being disappointed again. "This, this is... Can it be saved? Can it still be saved?"
Gu Ye smiled, "Of course I can save him. If a god comes, I will kill him. If a ghost comes, I will kill him. If anyone comes to snatch him, I will kill him."
Mrs. Zhao stood up excitedly and asked in disbelief, "Will he become a fool or a vegetable?"
Gu Ye was amused and said, "Of course not. Anyone who tells you this is a rookie."
Mrs. Zhao covered her mouth and looked at Gu Ye's young face excitedly. Those so-called "rookies" were all famous masters. Was this young man really capable or just bragging? She couldn't stand being disappointed again.
At this time, Gu Ye reached out and slapped Zhao Pengyu on the forehead, "Don't sleep! Teacher Yu is calling you to get up and eat!"
Under Mrs. Zhao's expectant gaze, Zhao Pengyu slowly opened his eyes. Before he could fully come to his senses, Mrs. Zhao rushed over and hugged him and cried loudly. All the fear and despair of the past few days were in her crying. Zhao Pengyu was stunned. He had never seen his mother cry like this. When he reacted, he quickly comforted his mother, then looked at Gu Ye and said with emotion: "You saved my life again."
Gu Ye smiled and said, "There are many things to do later. Waking up doesn't mean it's over."
Mrs. Zhao had just finished calling her husband who was busy looking for a doctor, and told him that her son had woken up. When she heard what Gu Ye said, she stood there in a daze, "Why is he not well again?"
Gu Ye was helpless. It was pitiful for all the parents in the world. If he just said no, the mother would collapse.
"Don't be in a hurry, take it step by step." Gu Ye asked: "What did he pick up? Take it out and let us see."
Mrs. Zhao quickly sent someone to get it. Zhao Pengyu collapsed and pulled Gu Ye, "I have always dreamed of marrying a wife, and she has been chasing me. I am almost running to the ends of the earth. You have to save me, I am still a child!"
Gu Ye said disdainfully, "Then you are a giant baby."
Zhao Pengyu was about to cry after hearing Gu Ye's light words, "Seriously, stop it!"
Gu Ye pulled a chair and sat upright, "Have you married her?"
Zhao Pengyu quickly explained: "No, I was always running away. If I didn't play basketball, I would never be able to outrun her!"
Gu Ye asked seriously: "Is the new daughter-in-law pretty?"
Zhao Peng said seriously: "I didn't see it clearly, I was just trying to escape."
Gu Ye couldn't help laughing, "That's such a pity, why don't you take a look at what your wife looks like?"
Zhao Pengyu finally realized that Gu Ye was teasing him, and he was so angry that he wanted to get up from the bed, "Brother Ye, Dad! Save me! If you continue to make trouble, someone will really die!"
Mrs. Zhao, who was standing by, finally smiled and turned on the light, feeling both amused and helpless. The sky was getting darker.
Gu Ye was disgusted. "They were looking for a son-in-law and sent out invitations to heroes. You picked one. You are fair-skinned, your family is rich, you are of the right age, and you are also a cultured person. They liked you and you willingly accepted their betrothal gifts. What can I do?"
Zhao Pengyu was anxious, "I don't agree! This is a marriage fraud! I just pass every exam, I'm not a cultured person!"
Gu Ye suddenly came closer and looked at Zhao Pengyu's neck. There was a light pink mark. Gu Ye's face darkened. "Did you have sex with someone in your bridal chamber? Was it your wife who kissed you? I can't help you."
"No! I'm still a virgin, I swear!"
Gu Ye said meaningfully, "You... are really useless."
Zhao Pengyu: “…”
What is the best answer? Give me a quick answer!
Gu Ye had teased enough, "Okay, I'll write some materials and you guys get ready. The one you provoked this time died unjustly, and the evil spirit is extremely heavy, so it will be a bit troublesome to deal with." Just after I finished writing, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside and several people came in.
The one holding the package looks to be Zhao Pengyu's father.
The other one, wearing a suit, was tall and straight, with handsome features. The teardrop mole under the corner of his left eye and the anxious look in his eyes slightly eased his cold temperament, but still gave people a strong sense of distance, making people feel that it was not easy to approach. As soon as he showed up, Gu Ye was stunned, because the aura of the other person was just like the "son of God" that the ghosts and gods dared not to provoke that evening.
When he saw him, Gu Ye's eyes lit up, and it seemed that saving Zhao Pengyu would not be a problem at all.