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123 I'm Not Sick

"Get out! I'm not sick!"

Xiao Zhenghai's furious roar came from the study.

This violent reaction made Lao Feng and others outside the door tremble with fright, and their hearts suddenly started to rise again.

Everyone also looked at each other, it seems that the condition is getting more serious.

Chen Yang didn't care so much, stretched out his hand and pushed the door open directly.

As soon as the door opened a crack, Xiao Zhenghai inside grabbed the small horse and smashed it directly at Chen Yang's head!

"careful!"

Everyone around was shocked.

But Chen Yang reacted very quickly and quickly sideways to avoid Xiao Zhenghai's attack. Then his fingers gently touched his neck, and Xiao Zhenghai's bloodshot eyes suddenly lost their vitality, and his body went limp and he fell asleep.

past.

"master!"

Lao Feng and several others immediately ran over.

"Brother Hai, Brother Hai, why did my husband faint suddenly?"

Sexy Mrs. Xiao looked at Chen Yang tremblingly and asked.

"He has been stretched too tight in the past two days. He has probably not slept for several days and nights. He is very tired. Let him rest first."

Chen Yang said calmly.

Old Feng and the young driver hurriedly carried Xiao Zhenghai to the room.

Chen Yang did not follow him, but took a look in the study room. There were writings and drawings on the walls, and there were also various marks, and there were also dents from being hit by chairs, sticks, etc.

The surroundings were in a mess, and nowhere did it look like a study. It seemed like a cage, and Xiao Zhenghai was trapped here, like a mad beast.

Chen Yang frowned slightly and had some guesses in his mind.

"Why are you wandering around the study? Why don't you go rescue people quickly?"

Behind him, Mrs. Xiao's accusation came. Seeing that Chen Yang did not go to save people, she looked around in the study, wondering what he was doing.

"To treat a disease and save a patient, you must at least know the cause of the patient's illness."

Chen Yang turned to look at her and said: "To treat a disease, you need to prescribe the right medicine, you know."

Chen Yang stared at Mrs. Xiao with sharp eyes. When he saw her hurriedly avoiding her eyes and looking a little flustered, he cursed softly and turned around to leave.

In the bedroom.

Xiao Zhenghai fell asleep, and Lao Feng and others were watching beside him, not daring to leave even half a step.

"The master's two sons are out of town and haven't had time to come back. The master has been ill for two or three days. We have looked for many doctors, but there is nothing we can do."

Old Feng sighed and babbled, and then said: "In the past two days, the master has locked himself up. He doesn't eat, drink or sleep. He seems to be crazy. What's going on?"

When Lao Feng saw that his wife did not tell Dr. Chen about her illness, she started talking to herself, saying: "In the past two days, the master seemed to have suddenly gone crazy. He yelled at the wall and even smashed it with his head.

I hit the wall and scared everyone."

After hearing this, Chen Yang nodded and said, "Don't worry, it's nothing serious."

Just now, he took Xiao Zhenghai's pulse. There was no big problem with the pulse, but he was too stimulated. As for what kind of stimulation, I'm afraid he won't know until he wakes up.

"Thank you, Doctor Chen. Now let me have a good sleep and wait for him to wake up?"

Old Feng asked curiously.

Chen Yang nodded and said: "If a person doesn't sleep, his nerves will be so tense that he will collapse sooner or later. Let him have a good sleep, and I will solve the problem for him when he wakes up."

Seeing Chen Yang's confident look, Lao Feng felt relieved a little.

"Thank you very much, Doctor Chen. Please go to the living room to have a rest and drink some tea."

Old Feng looked at Chen Yang gratefully and made an inviting gesture.

Chen Yang smiled slightly and turned around and went to the living room. He saw that coffee, tea, pastries, and fruit platters had all been set out.

However, he did not stay. Instead, he looked at Old Feng and Mrs. Xiao and said, "Mr. Xiao won't wake up for a while anyway. I have something to do and I'll go home."

Lao Feng thought Chen Yang was just being polite and hurriedly grabbed him. But later he saw that he really had something to do, so he had to arrange for a driver to take Chen Yang home.

It has been three or four days. Chen Yang sent a letter to his master about flying pigeons. He should have received a reply yesterday. But he did not get a reply. He estimated that the pigeons would definitely arrive home at noon today, because the pigeons never took more than half a day.

After arriving home, Chen Yang asked the driver to go back and pick him up again after more than two hours.

Sure enough, not long after Chen Yang arrived home, the "coo" call of a carrier pigeon came from the trees in the yard. He ran out quickly, and the carrier pigeon flew onto Chen Yang's arm.

Huh? Chen Yang noticed that a lot of feathers had fallen off the top of the pigeon's head and back, and muttered to the pigeon, "Where did you go to have fun? Did you get scratched? Why don't you change your lust?"

While scolding the carrier pigeon, Chen Yang opened the letter and saw the master reply: Disciple, I have learned of your request for help. After receiving this information from the master, he immediately summoned your three uncles and their disciples to

Make every effort to find the warlock Zhao Qingxuan. Once caught, I will notify you immediately.

After Chen Yang read the letter, he checked the pigeon again to make sure it was not injured, and after nagging at it a few words, he let it fly.

Approaching the living room, Chen Yang saw Aunt Li coming and asked, "Aunt Li, where are Siya and Wuya?"

Aunt Li, the nanny, responded: "The sisters went to learn swimming."

Hey, I have quite a few hobbies. Chen Yang murmured to himself that it would be nice to be away from home and have some peace and quiet. He sat down and thought about calling Zeng Daya and telling her not to worry. The master had already taken action.

Already.

But he called twice in a row, but the other party didn't answer. After hanging up the phone, he thought about the smashing of the clinic again. He didn't know if there was any valuable information from Swollen Eyes.

Just as he was thinking wildly, a "beep" sounded in the yard.

Hey, why is she back at this noon? Chen Yang curiously walked over and opened the door, and saw Zeng Daya walking quickly in a navy blue professional skirt. A pair of slender and straight legs under the skirt were reflected in the sunlight.

Below, the white glow.

"Well, why are you back? Is there something wrong?"

Chen Yang stared at Zeng Daya and asked curiously.

"I have some documents that I need to use this afternoon. I'm back from a medical visit."

Zeng Daya took off her sunglasses, her bright eyes filled with smiles.

"I just came back, I have to go to the meeting later." After Chen Yang waited for her to come in, he repeated to her the reply he had just seen from the master.

"Thank you so much, old man!"

Zeng Daya looked at Chen Yang with a grateful face, frowned and said: "You said that Song Min has been out for a few days, and he seems to have suddenly become more honest. He doesn't go to the company to cause trouble, and he doesn't mention the photo anymore.

Something, I feel a little abnormal."

"Perhaps after detaining him for a few days, he has figured out some things. Don't worry about him. No matter what bad things he is holding back, you don't have to be afraid of him. I am here."

Chen Yang smiled faintly at her, showing a disapproving expression.

When Zeng Daya heard his words, she felt warm in her heart. She pursed her lips and said softly: "I have a headache. Please help me press it after lunch."

After she finished speaking, she twisted her slender waist and went upstairs. Chen Yang stared at her plump yet slender back and suddenly felt hot all over his body.

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