Han Cheng straightened up excitedly. He leaned forward and put his eyes on the glass to look downstairs.
Xiao Huang next to him smiled and said, "Young Master Han, just watch how the person I'm looking for kills Chen Zhe."
Han Cheng stared at Chen Zhe below. He reached out and patted Xiao Huang on the shoulder: "I won't treat you badly."
Downstairs, Chen Zhe only glanced at the book in the hand of the thin black boy and felt dizzy. It seemed that there was an inexplicable attraction on the cover of the book that made him unable to take his eyes away.
This dark and thin boy is short in stature. His cheeks are slightly protruding and his eye sockets are sunken. He doesn't look Chinese. He should be from Southeast Asia.
He muttered to himself, like chanting sutras, but the pronunciation was strange and convoluted. There was always a magic in the sound. It made Chen Zhe dizzy. He couldn't concentrate at all to fight back or dodge.
broken.
What kind of kung fu is this? I haven’t heard Qin Xin say anything about it.
Most of Chen Zhe's spiritual practice knowledge was taught by Qin Xin. He remembered everything he had been taught. He didn't know anything he hadn't been taught. But Qin Xin was eighteen years old. No matter how hard he worked, he could only learn a few things. After spending a few days with Chen Zhe Yue spent most of his time bickering and fighting. It was impossible to teach Chen Zhe much.
Chen Zhe shook his head. He wanted to look back, but he couldn't do it.
The opponent's aura was obviously weak. It seemed that he had not even reached the stage of foundation building. But Chen Zhe just couldn't resist.
The cover on the hand of the thin black boy seems to be a universe... very charming, very vast, very grand. As soon as one sees it, one is immersed in it and never comes out.
Chen Zhe's soul was sucked out and slowly floated towards the universe. A proud look appeared on the face of the thin black boy. He suddenly opened his mouth and screamed...
This scream is harsh and unpleasant.
The other party's voice was like a knife passing through Chen Zhe's soul.
puff.
Chen Zhe spat out a mouthful of blood on the other person's face. The thin, dark boy didn't wipe it at all. He screamed without stopping.
This is Jiangcheng University. There should be a lot of people there, but no one heard his cry.
"Ahem, cough, cough...little brother, we meet again."
The old man who told the fortune was hunched over and walked over with his worn shoes on with a smile. There was a sound of footsteps.
There was nothing special about the footsteps. It was just incompatible with the screams of the skinny black boy. The skinny black boy screamed a few times and then couldn't continue. He looked at the old man with a look of fear...
Good opportunity.
Chen Zhe woke up immediately. He felt as if he had had a nightmare. He broke out in a cold sweat under the sun on a hot day. He glanced at the dark and thin boy in confusion.
Now it was the skinny black boy's turn to spurt blood and faint.
Han Cheng in the distance was startled: "What happened to that old man? The person you are looking for fainted by himself."
Xiao Huang didn't know why. He was stunned for a long time: "I can't figure it out either. Maybe... this is also a spell."
He said it so hard that he didn't even have the confidence to do so.
Han Cheng glanced at Chen Zhe hatefully. Chen Zhe in the distance seemed to feel it and looked back at him.
Even though they were so far away, Chen Zhe seemed to be face to face with him.
"He found me."
Han Cheng was so frightened that he took two steps back and sat down on a desk: "This Chen Zhe... doesn't seem to be an ordinary person."
A fear rising from the bottom of his heart made him tremble.
Rich people are indeed awesome. But they are also afraid of people with special abilities. If they offend others, no matter how awesome he is, he is not the leader of the country who will attract the attention of strange people around him. People are determined to kill him. .There is no way to run.
Chen Zhe looked at the thin black boy who fell to the ground and then at the old fortune teller: "What kind of magic is this? It seems very powerful."
The old fortune teller knew that Chen Zhe found out that he was weird. He was actually asking himself. He chuckled: "This is not worth mentioning. It's just that there was a person called Shenxiu Sect who specialized in cultivating the spirit of essence and spirit. They are not very high, but they specialize in attacking people's soul. They are not easy to deal with. Later, they were beaten to the southeast by several sects in the spiritual world. I didn't expect that there are still people who have learned this kind of magic."
So that’s it.
Chen Zhe frowned and looked at the old fortune teller: "I said you are an old liar. What is your identity?"
As soon as he finished asking, Chen Zhe felt his head getting heavier and heavier. Slowly, he didn't know anything anymore. Only the old man's wretched smile was left in front of him...
It seemed like I had a very long sleep, but it was not a sound sleep. When I woke up, my head hurt terribly. It felt like countless needles were pricking my head.
"It's so uncomfortable."
Chen Zhe rubbed his eyes and opened his eyelids with great effort. In front of him was a pretty face, full of anxiety and concern.
It's Liu Wen. She's here.
He opened his mouth and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if he hadn't drank water for N days: "Is this a hospital?"
"yes."
Liu Wen nodded. She came over and touched his forehead. She placed a cold, soft hand on his forehead.
Liu Wen touched his forehead and then her own: "I was very hot just now. The fever seems to have subsided now."
"It hasn't gone away. I seem to still have a fever." Chen Zhe reached out and pulled Liu Wen's hand over and put it on her forehead and pressed it: "You touch it again. Touch it well. I still feel uncomfortable."
When he said this, Liu Wen took it seriously. She felt it carefully and found that the temperature was normal.
"It's not hot."
"But I feel very hot all over. Please touch my face."
Chen Zhe then moved her hand down. Liu Wen still shook her head: "It's not hot either."
Chen Zhe continued to hold her hand and pulled her down: "It seems to be very hot here on the chest... No, go further down. The lower body seems to be very hot. Oh, yes, go further down. Go further down..."
Liu Wen suddenly withdrew her hand and blushed: "You always like to make such boring jokes. It's so scary."
"What a joke. I am really hot. I need to get rid of the heat."
Liu Wen's face darkened. She looked at Chen Zhe closely: "You just like to make jokes like this...it makes me feel bad...you are not my boyfriend. Find your girlfriend to get rid of it."
Let me go. She actually heard the meaning of Chen Zhe's words.
Impure, impure.
Seeing the resentment on Liu Wen's face, Chen Zhe smiled unnaturally and struggled to sit up: "Why did I run to the hospital? Send him out quickly. The hospitalization fee is very expensive."
Cheapskate.
Liu Wen rolled her eyes at him: "Don't worry. This is the school hospital. Teacher Zhang has applied to the school to cover your medical expenses. The school doctor said you are fine. It may be due to excessive physical weakness or overwork."
Excessive physical weakness.
What kind of quackery is this? My face is white and rosy. I am the healthiest person, okay?
When it comes to seeing a doctor, practitioners are all half-doctors. Chen Zhe despised that doctor's medical skills. He probably couldn't find out his own illness. He just made up the theory that he was overworked. Look at Liu Wen's eyes. He must be thinking wrongly. .
"Where is the old fortune teller? I have a few questions to ask him."
Chen Zhe had a severe headache. He hit his head hard several times and shook it vigorously. It hurt even more when he moved. It was better if he didn't move.
Liu Wen looked at him doubtfully: "What kind of old fortune teller? Are your brain really burned out? Zhao Fang told me when he saw you fainted at the door. I found a few people to carry you to the school doctor's office."
It turns out to be the school doctor's office...
Chen Zhe immediately opened the quilt and looked at his pants in horror: "On the way to the hospital, did you take advantage of me without any conscience?"
"It's so cheap. I thought you were going to die. I'm almost dying... Whose credits will I deduct from you if you die?" Liu Wen let it slip. Her face turned red again.
A woman blushes. She must miss her husband.
Chen Zhe sighed regretfully: "Hey. Why didn't you take advantage of me? I fainted. What a good opportunity this is."
Liu Wen spat lightly. But she was relieved when she saw Chen Zhe woke up: "Now that you're awake, I'll go find the doctor."
There was a soft sound of footsteps. She turned and walked out the door.
Chen Zhe was lying on the bed in a daze. He thought of the thin black boy he saw before he fainted. And the old man who told fortunes. He must be a practitioner. And he seemed to be helping himself...
The door was pushed open. Liu Wen came over and said, "Doctor, he's awake. Let's see how he is doing."
The doctor who came in was indeed wearing a white coat, with a mask covering her mouth. However, the two big bags on her chest had betrayed her identity. Looking at the charming smile in her eyes, she turned out to be Jiang Xiaoqiao. .
Chen Zhe was speechless...
No wonder the doctor said I was overworked...
It turns out that it was her, a Mongolian doctor, who got into the school hospital through connections. I remember she seemed to have studied business administration when she was in Canada. And her academic qualifications were not low... But could she treat a doctor?
After Jiang Xiaoqiao came in, he winked at Chen Zhe and turned the corner of his mouth towards Liu Wen, who was anxiously beside him, with a playful smile.
I woke up and saw beautiful women. It was a good sign.
Jiang Xiaoqiao came over, picked up Chen Zhe's wrist and pinched it a few times. Then he gently scratched Chen Zhe's palm. Then he turned to Liu Wen and said, "Your boyfriend..."
"He is not my boyfriend." Liu Wen defended with a red face. She did not recognize at all that this was a woman who had a relationship with Chen Zhe.
Jiang Xiaoqiao shook her hand and smiled: "No. I can tell by touching him that he has been restless these past few nights. You guys are not missing... that or something. You can see that his body's pulse is weak. It is a sign of kidney deficiency. Don't do it in the future. Follow him and exercise appropriate control."
It's really overworked.
Liu Wen looked at Chen Zhe in surprise. The look in her eyes was strange. She was more angry and complaining: "You...why are you like this?"
Chen Zhe wants to cry but has no tears. Jiang Xiaoqiao has wronged me.
But Liu Wen, the patient's family member, believed in this doctor...
Chen Zhe's unjust defense: "Squad leader, you misunderstood. This doctor is not a doctor. She is... that... She wronged me."
"How could this doctor have wronged you?" Liu Wen's eyes turned red and she punched Chen Zhe's chest several times.
Holy shit. I'm a patient.
Chen Zhe struggled feebly for a few times. Unfortunately, his body was really weak: "Don't fight. I'm going to faint."
"I'm going to knock you out even if you're not. I'm going to deduct your credits for this semester and make you miss classes every day. You..." Liu Wen felt uncomfortable. There was really no reason to scold him.
Chen Zhe almost burst into tears: "I'm really worthy. If you don't believe me, try it... Hey, hey, don't hit me. Sister Xiao Qiao, please explain it quickly."