Bai Yao's face darkened. It was a good thing that he didn't mention it. As soon as he mentioned her, he remembered her, and he suddenly felt like he could smell it through his memory.
"You can enter my home if you want."
Hu Lie had a bright smile on his face, "Is it really possible?"
"The premise is that I beat you to death and take your soul back to my house." She said quietly.
Hu Lie was extremely aggrieved, "I have obeyed you obediently and have stopped harming others. Why do you still dislike me? Are you being speciesist towards me?"
He shook his head and glared at Liu Cang, "Compared to this big long worm with his cold and smooth body, isn't my fluffy fox more popular with girls?"
Don’t girls like furry things very much?
He is also a furry fox!
His fox fur is so shiny and smooth, it’s so easy to stroke!
Bai Yao felt that talking to him was like playing the harp to a cow, so he simply said honestly, "Ye Qinghuan is at my house."
Hearing this, Hu Lie felt guilty for a moment in his eyes, and then he gave up the idea of going to stay at her house permanently.
He recently found a job where he could earn money quickly by just taking photos. Just a few days ago, when he was taking photos, he happened to meet Ye Qinghuan.
He used to like her very much, but that is the past tense!
The only goddess in his heart now is Bai Yao.
He felt guilty and guilty about Ye Qinghuan's words, so he avoided her if he could.
After reaching an agreement, Bai Yao accepted Li Daoxuan's 20,000 merits and was responsible for guarding Liu Cang and guaranteeing Hu Lie.
She waved to Hu Lie, "Come here and I will put a spell on you to prevent you from accidentally exposing your true identity."
Hu Lie came to her in a hurry.
Facing Bai Yao, who was slightly shorter than him, Hu Lie was as obedient as a docile little sheep. He half-crouched down and his eyes were at the same level as hers.
"Do you have another home? I can live in your other house~"
He winked at her.
Bai Yao looked cold and cast a spell heavily on him.
Hu Lie screamed out in pain.
Seeing this, Liu Cang smiled coldly, "It's really useless."
"Don't think that you can be proud just because you can live in a beauty's home! Just wait, one day I will move in too!" Hu Lie said with longing on his face.
"Let's go, Big Changchong." Bai Yao walked out.
Liu Cang followed her and left the Ninth Bureau headquarters.
She drove straight to the Liu family manor, and as soon as she arrived at the gate, she saw Butler Wang coming out in a hurry.
Bai Yao stopped him, "Old Wang, what are you doing?"
When Butler Wang saw her, he came over with surprise and joy, "Miss Bai, you are here! The old man is thinking about you every day, please come in."
"What happened at home?"
"Oh! The old man hasn't been feeling well lately, and he stubbornly refused to let me tell the young master that his illness has worsened just now. I came out to greet Dr. Shu."
Bai Yao frowned slightly, "Why is Mr. Liu uncomfortable?"
"To be honest, it is a very strange kind of hysteria. The old man has had this old disease for many years, and he has not had an attack in recent years. I don't know what happened recently, but the old man became ill again." Butler Wang said: "It's okay.
Dr. Shu’s acupuncture can alleviate the old man’s illness.”
While the two were talking, Shu Yan finally arrived in a taxi. She looked happy when she saw Bai Yao at the door, "Yao Yao, did you also hear that Mr. Liu was sick and came to save him?"
With Yaoyao here, Mr. Liu's illness is almost certain.
"Go in and take a look first." Bai Yao smiled faintly and walked towards the manor.
The curtains in Mr. Liu's room were closed even in broad daylight.
The dim light makes the room look much darker.
Mr. Liu was lying under the bed, holding the disconnected landline microphone tightly in his hand, looking around nervously.
When Bai Yao came in, he saw that he was on guard and very alert.
Butler Wang said helplessly: "The old man always behaves like this when he gets sick. Doctor Shu, please go and give the old man some injections. He hasn't slept for two days."
Shu Yan nodded, quickly took out the silver needle and stepped forward.
"The enemy is coming!" Seeing her approaching, Mr. Liu gave a sharp cold shout, and then threw a microphone at her.
The gesture with which he threw the microphone was as if he was throwing a grenade.
Bang!
Shu Yan was too late to avoid it for a second, and the microphone hit her in the head.
She was hit so hard that she screamed in pain, "Mr. Liu, I am Dr. Xiao Shu."
However, Mr. Liu crawled and hid deep under the bed, paying no attention to anyone.
Butler Wang had no choice but to let the two of them out first.
"How long has Mr. Liu been like this?" Bai Yao asked Butler Wang.
"It's been almost thirty years." Butler Wang lowered his voice and said, "I guess it has something to do with the war thirty years ago. In that battle, the old man lost all his comrades, and he was the only one who survived.
"
Shu Yan rubbed her forehead and said seriously: "The old man suffers from war post-traumatic stress syndrome."
"Traumatic stress syndrome will cause the patient's stimulating scenes to flash repeatedly in his mind and in front of his eyes. The patient will not be able to distinguish between reality and illusion, and will become extremely nervous and fearful, and his alertness will be very high."
"The old man watched helplessly all his comrades sacrificed before his eyes. This incident gave him a huge blow, and that's why it became like this."
Butler Wang asked her, "Dr. Shu, do you have any way to cure the old man?"
"Nine Xuan Thirteen Needles can relieve the old man's pain, but heart diseases still require heart medicine." Shu Yan sighed, "I can only do my best to make the old man less painful."
Steward Wang said solemnly: "Dr. Shu, please make sure to relieve the old man's pain. I will try to find a way to invite famous doctors to cure the old man's old illness."
His eyes lit up, he thought of someone, and turned around and left.
Bai Yao was leaning at the door, thoughtfully, "If your heart ailments still require heart medicine, I have a solution."
Shu Yan looked at her confident look and couldn't help but asked curiously: "Yaoyao, what did you think of?"
"You go ahead and relieve Mr. Liu's pain. I'll come over later."
"good."
Bai Yao came to the flower room and used a magic formula to summon Bai Wuchang.
"Sister Yao..." Bai Wuchang almost felt like trembling when he saw her.
I always feel that this time, Sister Yao is going to reorganize the underworld again and send thousands of lonely souls and wild ghosts down.
He looked at her tremblingly, with a weird smile on his face, but it was uglier than crying.
"What are your orders, Sister Yao?"
Bai Yao said: "I want you to check some people."
When Bai Wuchang heard that he was just checking a few people, he immediately became energetic and lively.
"Whoever you want to find out, Sister Yao, give me the information about his lifetime, and I will find out immediately!"
"There are a lot of people..."
"It's okay! I'll find out how much it is for you."
"That's a long story. These are soldiers who died in a battle thirty years ago."