He Congjin was quickly attracted to another person.
He looked at Zhou Huayang in surprise.
It's really strange.
This young man has a majestic air and his piercing eyes are like the bright moon in the night.
Her elegant temperament overshadowed Zhao Xiaoqian's.
"Xiaoqian, who is this handsome guy next to you?"
"My boyfriend, Zhou Huayang."
Zhao Xiaoqian seemed to be showing off and hugged Zhou Huayang intimately.
"Sure enough, when I look at you two from a distance, you look like a golden boy and a beautiful girl, made for each other."
He Congjin looked haggard, but he still forced a smile and praised.
"hey-hey."
Zhao Xiaoqian smiled cutely.
I also understand that this kind of occasion is not suitable for chatting and joking.
"How is Xiaoyuan doing?"
"Alas...the doctor has issued critical illness notices many times."
He Congjin's eyes filled with tears and he forced a smile and said: "I am already planning to send her to Shangjing International Hospital to try some new drugs and treatments."
Zhao Xiaoqian's smile disappeared, showing a little sadness.
But she immediately remembered that the man beside her was capable of anything.
She hugged Zhou Huayang tightly and said, "Uncle, let's go take a look at Xiaoyuan first?"
I am going to let Zhou Huayang take a look at the situation first.
It's not a good idea to talk too much now.
the more you hope, the harder you fall.
"Okay, please come with me."
He Congjin leads the way.
"Hua Yang, I heard Feng He talk about you."
"Yeah?
What did uncle say about me?"
"Excellent and kind, even better than the children cultivated by big families..."
"..."
On the way, the two started chatting.
He Congjin was very curious about Zhou Huayang.
Like some elders, ask about current situation, future plans, etc.
Soon, we arrived at the single ward deep inside.
Through the door, Zhou Huayang felt a sudden breath.
It was like a rotten stench suddenly drifted into the fresh air.
Of course, ordinary people will not feel this way.
Zhao Xiaoqian led Zhou Huayang into the ward.
Lying on the hospital bed was a haggard bald girl with an oxygen tube inserted.
A haggard woman beside the bed quietly wiped away her tears, forced a smile and stood up, "Xiaoqian, are you here?"
She came closer and said, "When Xiaoyuan came back, she kept talking about asking you to go hiking in the mountains and swim in the lake."
Speaking of this, she couldn't help crying again.
He Congjin looked unhappy and scolded: "Why are you crying? They haven't left yet."
Zhao Xiaoqian quickly protected the woman and patted her shoulder, "It will get better. Medical science is so advanced now."
"Huayang, this is Xiaoyuan's mother."
"Hello, aunt."
Zhou Huayang said hello.
The woman responded with a forced smile and wiped the corners of her eyes.
"How about it?"
Zhao Xiaoqian asked in a low voice.
He Congjin also looked at Zhou Huayang expectantly.
If an ordinary young man in his twenties said that there was a way to cure He Xiaoyuan, he would not believe it.
During this period of time, either actively or passively, I have contacted some charlatans who claim to have unique folk remedies or miracle doctors.
He Congjin was desperate.
But the first time he saw Zhou Huayang, he subconsciously felt that this young man was extraordinary.
"She is not sick."
Zhou Huayang said seriously.
"oh?
It's not a disease, it's because someone was poisoned?
Is there anything you can do?"
Zhao Xiaoqian looked overjoyed.
Since Zhou Huayang saw this, there must be a way.
"Huayang, what happened to my daughter?"
He Congjin hurriedly asked.
"Well... there is a crooked method called ghost farming.
Give birth to a ghost baby in a human body, absorb the vitality and soul of flesh and blood, and strengthen yourself.
"The parasitized person loses consciousness.
It looks like a vegetative state, being sucked dry in its sleep."
Zhou Huayang organized his thoughts and answered He Congjin Road.
"Congjin, you see, even Xiaoqian's boyfriend said the same thing.
Xiaoyuan is possessed by an evil spirit! I will contact the eminent monks and Taoist priests at Jinyun Temple and Chongfeng Temple and ask them to perform exorcisms on Xiaoyuan!"
The woman suddenly said in surprise.
"..." Zhou Huayang was speechless.
He was mentally prepared to be scolded and cursed.
Who would have thought that... He Xiaoyuan's mother would actually believe such a thing!
If you really want to talk about it, it can be related to Zhongxie.
He didn't know the origins of Jinyun Temple and Chongfeng Temple.
But I understand that the art of growing ghosts is by no means an ordinary witchcraft.
This kind of sorcery is cumbersome and difficult, but once practiced successfully, its power is endless.
Even if he is a grandmaster, he may not be the opponent of the person behind the scenes.
Let me ask, in this situation, even if a thousand or ten thousand ordinary monks and Taoist priests came and performed religious rituals to death, they would not be able to save He Xiaoyuan.
With their state of mind, it is impossible to solve the real problem of being possessed by evil spirits, let alone to eliminate the technique of planting ghosts.
"..." Also speechless was He Congjin.
"Hua Yang, are you kidding?"
He Congjin resisted the urge to chase people away.
Zhao Xiaoqian asked Zhou Huayang, "Seeing is believing. I don't ask you to explain and prove whether any kind of ghost technique exists. We just want Xiaoyuan to wake up."
Zhou Huayang thought about it and nodded, "That's right, you may not believe it even if I explain it.
Solving the problem is the key.”
He stepped forward.
He Congjin looked worried, "What do you want to do?"
He is a little confused now.
She was looking forward to Zhou Huayang's ability to create miracles, but she was also worried that this kid's misbehavior would only aggravate her daughter's condition.
Zhao Xiaoqian shook her head at He Congjin, "Uncle, don't be suspicious of people you employ.
My father and I can vouch for Huayang..."
"It's not difficult."
Zhou Huayang held He Xiaoyuan's hand on the bed.
The body is thin, the skin is soft, fleshless, and skinny.
If he comes later.
He Xiaoyuan's final fate will be that she will be sucked dry, her flesh and blood will be exhausted, her bones will be broken, and she will die quietly.
Divine energy is slowly instilled.
The area where he was in contact with He Xiaoyuan emitted a faint green light.
Thousands of strands of divine energy, like countless worms, wrapped around He Xiaoyuan and his soul from bottom to top in an instant.
A wisp of black mist escaped, looming like a baby less than a month old, with a horrifyingly twisted face.
Even He Congjin could see this strange black fog, and his eyes widened in disbelief.
Do ghosts really exist?
He didn't dare to breathe.
He Xiaoyuan's mother also covered her mouth in fear, fearing that shouting would interrupt the process.
Zhao Xiaoqian trembled all over.
She knew that Zhou Huayang had many almost immortal methods.
But it was the first time to see this kind of situation.
Zhou Huayang concentrated all his attention and used his powerful and mysterious divine energy to abruptly cut off the connection between Heiwu and He Xiaoyuan.
"ah!"
The baby screamed loudly, but stopped suddenly.
Zhou Huayang grabbed it forward with one hand, and the majestic power enveloped the black mist, and the divine energy condensed into a strange Taoist pattern, sealing it.
In the flash of lightning, I put it into the storage ring.
"never mind."
Zhou Huayang's expression remained normal, as if he had done something insignificant.
"Xiaoqian, take a medicine later, dissolve it in three liters of water, and rub it on her body."