When a person's body is in extreme pain, coma is actually the brain's avoidance of pain. Since Qi Yan woke up, he often slept and woke up in the intensive care unit. Because the state and the cen family are concerned about his injury, the medical staff pay special attention, and he recovers faster. Especially those small wounds on the face have basically healed.
The worst thing was his fingers and arms. Because the wound was deep, it was very inconvenient for him to eat and go to the bathroom after he could eat normally. Although there were conscientious nurses, Qi Yan still felt a little uncomfortable.
In fact, Qi Yan didn't know that his rescue was a miracle in medicine. In the end, it can only be attributed to his strong desire for survival and God's virtue of living, and he can't bear to let the heroes who paid for his country die miserably.
The special group would arrange people to visit him every day. Instead of crossing the river and tearing down the bridge because Qi Yan was seriously injured, he was more awed by his attitude and almost gave him up. The other eight masters also rested temporarily in the ward. They came to see him from time to time, which meant that they forgot to make friends with him.
CEN Baihe came to the room to see him three times a day in sterile clothes. Each time he came in, he didn't say much. More often, he just sat quietly, fed him dinner occasionally, helped him go to the bathroom and so on. As a friend, Qi Yan felt that even his own brother was just like this, although he didn't compare with his own brother.
After living in the intensive care unit for more than half a month, he finally transferred to the ordinary advanced ward. Now the wound doesn't hurt much, but it's itchy. He can't wait to scratch it.
"Don't scratch," Cen Baihe saw Qian Qian trying to grab his arm. He stopped his hand and got up to pick up the ointment on the table. "I'll wipe some medicine for you, so it won't itch so much."
Qi Yan groaned twice, lay on the bed and said, "I don't know when I can leave the hospital. Is there a new moon cake this year?"
"New moon cakes come out every year in the Mid Autumn Festival, but what is really delicious is always those kinds of flavors," Cen Baihe gently smeared the ointment on the wound with a medical spoon. "When your wound is ready, I'll ask the chef at home to cook it for you. Any flavor is OK."
"Your cook is really capable. He can do everything," Qi Yan looked at his arm. The wound had scabbed, but it still looked terrible. "I want to hire such a powerful cook."
"Where can a cook have so many?" this ointment was specially prepared by Wizard Lin for Qi Yan. The color is transparent grass green and has a faint smell of plants. After use, the effect is particularly good. "Our five brothers and sisters have different tastes and often go back to the villa, so we hired several chefs who are good at different cuisines."
"It's nice to have money," Qi Yan's face rubbed on the pillow. Seeing Cen Baihe lowering his head and carefully applying medicine to himself, he couldn't help but say, "those people who want to curry favor with you in the imperial capital will come to curry favor with me if they know that you often give me medicine by yourself."
CEN Baihe blew gently on his wound: "why did you suddenly think of this?"
"After all, I'm a man who can be called brother to Mr. Cen," Qi Yan said with a smile, "but your brother is really loyal enough to accompany me every day, otherwise I'll be bored lying here."
CEN Baihe smiled in a low voice, didn't say anything, put the ointment aside, got up and went to the toilet to wash his hands.
"Master Qi." Xiang Qiang knocked on the door, walked into the ward and looked around in the ward. "Cen five is not here?" it's really rare. Every time he came here, he could meet Cen five, who is said to be the first but not the last. It is said that the fifth master CEN is in poor health and has a strange personality. He doesn't like to be close to people. He can get along as hard as he wants.
However, he knew that the rumors were untrustworthy after he met the real man Cen Wuye. CEN Wuye seems to have nothing wrong with his body and is very polite to others. He is even more considerate to master Qi. It's not as bad as the rumor. He even suspected that those who spread rumors behind him were jealous of Cen's good family background, good growth and strong ability, so they deliberately spread rumors to destroy Cen's reputation.
"Please sit down," Qi Yan adjusted a more serious sitting posture when he saw Xiang Qiang coming in, "he washed his hands in the bathroom."
Xiang Qiang heard the sound of water in the direction of the bathroom and said with a smile, "it's so." as soon as he finished, cen Baihe came out of the bathroom. He immediately stood up from the stool, "Hello, Mr. Cen."
"Hello," Cen Baihe nodded to him, "sit down and I'll go out and make a phone call."
The fifth master Cen was so considerate that he knew what he was going to say to master Qi and deliberately gave them space. Those people outside who said that Cen fifth master was weak and cruel were really nonsense and echoed others.
"Master Qi, how is your injury?"
"I recovered well. The doctor said I lost too much blood and added various nutrients to me every day," Qi Yan said bitterly. "I should be able to leave the hospital after a period of time."
"We still need to raise more, so that we can rest assured." Xiang Qiang still has lingering fear when he thinks of the situation at that time. Fortunately, master Qi Jiren has his own heaven, so he feels better in his heart. Master Qi was the youngest of all the masters who participated in the Wang Township event, and he invited people to go at the beginning. If master Qi really had any problems, he might feel guilty all his life.
The above leaders have talked with several other masters and learned that the successful solution of this matter depends on master Qi's self sacrifice. Therefore, they are very concerned about Master Qi's physical condition, and also issued documents requiring all parties to make their best efforts to treat master Qi and arrange everything according to the highest standards.
"By the way, there's something I've always wanted to ask you," Qi Yan looked at Xiang Qiang. "What's the matter with master Qian?" Xiang Qiang told him that master Qian was missing, but he always doubted this statement.
"Master Qian..." Xiang Qiang's face is a little ugly. "We internally suspect that the cause of death of master Wei is very suspicious, which may be related to master Qian."
Qi Yan frowned: "where is master Qian?"
"Master Qian had been in a coma in the hospital before. He just woke up two days ago," Xiang Qiang said in a bad tone. "He admitted that master Wei's death was related to him."
Most of the experts in the metaphysical world can hide their faces and prevent people from seeing their life track. But even if an expert can make his face deceive others, his own Qi can't deceive others. Qi Yan saw red luck in master Qian, and even saw a thin layer of merit and virtue golden light, but he didn't see any evil spirit on him. Master Qian is definitely not a master who hurts people for no reason. There must be other problems.
"Didn't master Qian say why he did it to master Wei?"
"Master Qian said that if master Wei calculated him behind his back, he would fight back," Xiang Qiang smiled bitterly. "Master Wei has passed away, and what master Qian said is only one side, so the above is still investigating this matter."
"From my own point of view, I hope what master Qian said is true."
Master Qian has been a consultant to the special group for more than ten years. Although he works very casually, he is still very good to their younger generation. Sometimes he will guide them in some metaphysics. Unfortunately, they are not talented enough and can learn very limited things.
The people of the special group have feelings for master Qian. If master Qian deceives them, it shows that master Qian may collude with foreign forces. In recent years, the information of their special group may also be leaked. They dare not imagine the consequences.
"Why don't I do a divination for you?" Qi Yan suddenly remembered that he hadn't used up three fortune telling times this month. He is now in the hospital and can't find a suitable fortune teller. He just takes Xiang Qiang to make up for it.
"Good, good." others don't know. Xiang Qiang knows very well that master Qi's fortune telling is very accurate. It's a rare opportunity to let master Qi tell his fortune.
Qi Yan looked at Qiang's face: "you should be more clear about my rules. 500 yuan a time. You won't take the opportunity to increase the price if you don't bargain."
Without saying a word, Xiang Qiang immediately paid Qi Yan 500 yuan. He was afraid that he would be late, and master Qi changed his mind.
"What do you want to be?" Qi Yan leaned on the head of the bed and changed his sitting position. When he looked at Xiang Qiang sideways, Xiang Qiang felt an unspeakable pressure.
"I want to calculate whether what master Qian said is true or false," Xiang Qiang looked at Qi Yan expectantly, "can you calculate?"
Qi Yan didn't say whether he could or not, but smiled and said, "just write me a word."
Is this a word test?
Xiang Qiang was curious, but he knew the rules of the line, so he didn't ask much, but obeyed his heart and wrote the word "Huai".
"Your handwriting is good," Qi Yan praised casually, and Xiang Qiang felt his ear with some embarrassment.
"Left for the heart, right for no, this shows that you have doubts in your heart, and you prefer master Qian to be innocent about master Qian's killing master Wei." Qi Yan picked up the paper with the word "Huai" and looked at the light, "you have great strength when writing, and even cut the paper when writing this horizontal."
"If you cut this horizontal, it means that things will come out," Qi Yan put down the paper. "As long as you have a heart, there is nothing you can't do."
Xiang Qiang was confused: "master Qi, I don't seem to understand what you said. Why don't you tell me directly, is master Qian telling the truth or the lie?"
"What are you mainly looking for now?"
"I'm checking whether master Qian is lying."
"Isn't there already an answer?"
Xiang Qiang looked at Qi Yan pitifully: "master Qi, my brain is a little inadequate. Please be more straightforward."
"What's on the right of Huai?"
"No."
"Ah!" Xiang Qiang jumped up from the stool, "do you mean master Qian didn't lie to us?"
Qi Yan smiled at him mysteriously and did not refute Xiang Qiang's conclusion.
"Master Qian, thank you, I see!" Xiang Qiang bowed to Qi Yan, turned and opened the door of the ward, hurried out, and almost ran into Cen Baihe standing outside. He said sorry, and then ran away like a gust of wind.
CEN Baihe returned to the ward, saw a piece of paper fall on the ground, bent down to pick it up, took a look, and threw it into the nearby trash can.
Qi Yan smiled and said, "you're just in time. Do me a favor."