There was a "stabbing, tingling" sound of electricity coming from An Jiusheng's side, and his voice was also a little distorted when it came over.
"Huanhuan, where are you?"
"I'm on my way to Wang's house," Shi Huan glanced at Shen Ruiwen. When she was smiled back, she smiled subconsciously, and then asked An Jiusheng: "Have you finished your company's work? Why are you calling me at this time?"
And out of sight of Shi Huan, sitting in An Jiusheng's office, was a man with a big belly. He looked a little weathered and a little nervous.
Because he was holding a corpse in his arms and sitting majestically on the sofa in An Jiusheng's office.
An Jiusheng glanced at the man on the sofa and said to Shi Huan, "Mr. Kang is here. He said he wants to see you for something."
Hearing these words, Kang Zhu on the sofa slowly raised his head and stared at An Jiusheng who was on the phone.
He was also worried that the security guards surrounding him would snatch the person in his arms, so he protected him with all his strength.
Shi Huan didn't know why: "Mr. Kang?"
She thought that Kang Zhu was settling the final balance, so she didn't take it to heart. After all, An Jiusheng fainted last time, and they went back too hurriedly and didn't have time to stay and ask Mr. Kang when he would pay.
Shi Huan: "Just keep the money."
An Jiusheng looked at Kang Zhu on the sofa and whispered, "Do you have time now?"
Shi Huan suddenly realized something was wrong. An Jiusheng called him regardless of work and kept asking him if he wanted to go to An's.
She paused and asked, "Do you want me to come over?"
An Jiusheng: "Come here, it won't take long."
"Okay." Shi Huan agreed and hung up the phone. She turned to look at Shen Ruiwen, apologetically: "I'm sorry, Mrs. Wang. I didn't expect something to happen at the moment. If you're not in a hurry, just come with me to see it. Look, you should be able to leave soon."
Shen Ruiwen longed to spend more time with Shi Huan, and of course she wished for it.
Shen Ruiwen: "I don't have a problem with it, I just don't know if it will delay your business."
"No delay, no delay." Shi Huan adjusted the navigation, turned around in front, and set off for An's Group.
After An Jiusheng hung up the phone, he waved his hand: "You all can go out."
He said to the security guards surrounding Kang Zhu.
A security guard who was obviously the leader hesitated: "Mr. An, this..."
An Jiusheng didn't have the patience to listen anymore. He rubbed his aching temples with one hand and waved to the leading security guard with the other hand: "Get off."
His tone was unquestionable, and the security guard didn't force anything more and led everyone away.
When a group of people went out, Kang Zhu seemed to have found a sense of security and put the body tightly in his arms on his lap.
An Jiusheng glanced at it and then looked away.
Kang Zhu: "Is Master Shi back?"
An Jiusheng took a folder from his hand, opened it and looked at it for a few times, then signed his name on it: "On the way, I hope Mr. Kang will wait a moment."
When Kang Zhu heard that Shi Huan was coming, he was indeed honest. He sat on the sofa and did not continue talking to An Jiusheng. Instead, he could not bear to look at the person on his lap.
An Jiusheng was originally the kind of person who would not change his expression even if the mountain collapsed. In addition, he had been with Shi Huan for a long time, so he was no longer surprised by this world of ghosts, powers, and gods.
He handled the documents at hand carefully.
But Kang Zhu suddenly spoke: "Mr. An, do you think people can be resurrected after death?"
An Jiusheng looked down at the document without looking up at him. When Kang Zhu thought he would not receive a reply, An Jiusheng said, "Can time go back?"
Kang Zhu was silent.
An Jiusheng continued to correct his documents.
Not long after he had finished correcting two or three things, Kang Zhu spoke again: "If we could start our lives over again, could we avoid our own mistakes?"
An Jiusheng then raised his head and glanced at him. Seeing Kang Zhu's serious face, he realized that he was really thinking about this problem: "It's useless. According to your knowledge at the time, you can only do what you did at that time."
Choose, and in the end you will still end up where you are now."
"Instead of feeling sorry for yourself, why not think about how to solve the problem at hand." An Jiusheng hated this kind of hypothetical question, because he felt that only losers would think like that.
They don't consider some possible consequences in advance, calculate all probabilities, and avoid things that can be completely avoided. Instead, they feel sorry for themselves.
Kang Zhu raised his head and smiled bitterly: "Actually, I envy you, Mr. An. You have had no worries about food and clothing since you were a child. You have been in the An family since you were born. You have everything you want."
An Jiusheng is not good at opening up his heart to others, and he is not good at defending himself on such topics. Others can only see his bright side, but never see his difficulties.
He didn't want to explain anything, so he lowered his head and signed: "If anything happens, we'll talk about it when Shi Huan comes."
Shi Huan arrived very quickly, knocking on the door of An Jiusheng's office in less than half an hour.
When she opened the door, the first thing she saw was An Jiusheng working hard.
She was secretly infatuated for a moment, then straightened her expression and entered the room: "Mr. Kang?"
She only saw Kang Zhu's back and didn't know that he was holding someone else in his arms.
Kang Zhu turned his head when he heard her voice and smiled at her: "Master Shi."
He seemed to be smiling, but there was always something strange about him. His whole face was distorted: "You are finally here."
As Shi Huan approached, she discovered that Kang Zhu was holding someone in his arms.
It's Lin Lingzi.
Her death was not tragic and her face was peaceful.
Lying in Kang Zhu's arms, he seemed to be asleep.
But the three people present knew clearly that Lin Lingzi was not asleep, but already dead.
Shi Huan: "What does Mr. Kang mean?"
"Master Shi, you have great supernatural powers. You can definitely help me resurrect Lingzi, right?" Kang Zhu protected Lin Lingzi and knelt in front of Shi Huan.
Shi Huan subconsciously took half a step back, and An Jiusheng also stood up from the chair and walked to Shi Huan's side.
Shi Huan asked him: "Do you know what you are talking about?"
"I know," Kang Zhu said with a somewhat painful look on his face, "I know, Master Shi, help me."
"Do you know that Lin Lingzi is the murderer of your daughter? Are you here begging me to resurrect her?" Shi Huan was shocked. He said it so nicely at the beginning, and everything was for Yuanyuan.
So what is he asking for when he is kneeling here now?
"I can't help you at this time. It's the doctor's job to save lives and heal the wounded. I'm just a cultivator, and I'm not that powerful. I dare to compete with the King of Hell for people."