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"You!"

Zhou Zihan was speechless, he turned and ran into the room, blaming Zhong Wentao for not understanding her at all.

"Hehe, the little girl is shy."

As Zhong Wentao said this, he immediately made Zheng Yu want to vomit blood.

This was not being shy at all, this was being angry, being angry!

"Master, you really don't understand a girl's heart."

The heavens were indeed fair, allowing Zhong Wentao, who was so powerful, to turn his EQ into a negative number.

"I can't compare to you, you're so strong, why don't you just catch Zi Han?"

"Pfft!"

Zheng Yu immediately spat out his tea, unable to continue speaking.

Since when did he like Zhou Zihan, he had never admitted it!

Just as he was about to explain something, a few old grannies rushed in. They were all carrying a child, tears streaming down their faces.

Zheng Yu immediately dodged and looked at them carefully.

"Doctor, please help us take a look. We kids have been sleeping the entire time, and when we wake up, we'd be crying. No matter how hard we try, we can't coax them."

The woman in the lead was crying as she said this. She should be the mother of the child.

Zhou Cangzhu walked out from inside and took the child's forehead and body. He was feeling a bit hot, probably just having a fever was no big deal.

"Zheng Yu, bring the alcohol over."

Zhou Cangzhu instructed, to cool the child down first.

Zheng Yu swiftly cooled the child's body down. After ten minutes, the child's entire body reeked of alcohol, the temperature had indeed dropped by a lot, but he still did not open his eyes.

"What's going on?"

The few old grannies asked anxiously.

Zhou Cangzhu did not say a word, and took out a needle specially made for children from a drawer, and lightly injected two of it into the person.

Pain can wake a child up, but not this time.

Seeing droplets of blood come out of the needle, the child still tightly closed his eyes, not saying a word.

The worry of the family members made Zhou Cangzhu a little nervous.

Normally, he would only be able to wake up after a few minutes. However, after ten minutes, the child was still in deep sleep without any reaction.

Zhou Cangzhu raised his head and looked at Zhong Wentao, signalling Zhong Wentao to come over and check.

This child's problem was probably not as simple as a fever. There must be other problems.

Zhong Wentao stepped forward quickly and carefully examined the child's body.

The temperature was still there, but the flesh on his body had already started to stiffen. This was not a child's sense of touch, but rather a dead man.

A few of the family members cried pitifully, as they tried to disturb Zhong Wentao's train of thought. You guys be quiet. "

Zheng Yu immediately said.

The few old grannies didn't stop him. They just cried and talked from time to time.

"This child is truly pitiful. He just lost his father, and now he's also suffering from a strange disease. Our family is going to die soon."

"The Queen of Sky is so tragic."

Zhong Wentao heard all of their words, his face changed slightly, as he had already thought of something else.

"The child's father just died?"

Zhong Wentao immediately said, and Zheng Yu immediately understood.

When Zhong Wentao was in the hospital in the morning, he understood clearly that perhaps this child had been carried by his own father?

But it doesn't look the same as the patients in the hospital. Maybe it's just a coincidence?

Zhong Wentao whispered a few words into Zheng Yu's ear, and Zheng Yu quickly went to the backyard to boil some medicine.

In order to see if the child's soul was still in his body, he had to drink a bowl of medicine. If he still woke up after drinking the medicine, it would prove that the child's soul was gone.

A person without a soul would die, and the stiffness of the body could be explained.

The soul had left the body for too long a period of time. The adult could last for 24 hours, but the child's time was greatly reduced. It was only a few hours at most.

If he didn't hurry up and find out what the problem was, this child was going to die here.

Everything else was fine, but if the child really died here, then even if the cause of death couldn't be explained, the Ciji Hall would still be in trouble. Unless they were chased away now, otherwise, they would be in trouble.

Ten minutes later, Zheng Yu walked in quickly with a bowl of medicine. The medicine bowl was very hot, he forced himself to bring it over, and with a few blisters on his fingers, Zhou Cangzhu immediately pulled him to the side to deal with it.

Zhong Wentao lifted the medicine bowl, as if he could not feel the temperature, and lightly blew with his mouth to reduce the temperature by a lot. With his other hand, he opened the child's mouth, and with the fastest speed, he poured the medicine into the child's mouth.

A bowl of medicine, so many, that the child's stomach bulges.

The family member covered his mouth to see the situation. After realizing that the child showed no signs of waking up, he started to cry again.

Zhong Wentao seriously asked, immediately bringing the child to the place where the disease occurred.

At an unexpected corner on the third street, many people were gathered together playing chess. It was said that the dead father had always liked to play chess. The children were all looking at him, so he could always see the father and son over here.

Today, it was also the children crying as they came to find their father. After coming over, they fainted on the ground and never regained consciousness.

Zhong Wentao stood on the street with the child in his arms and closed his eyes. He was surrounded by traffic, his Heaven's Eyes opened, and saw the child's soul standing beside the chess player. There was also another child's soul beside him, it should be his dead father.

This child's soul was taken away by his father, so the man who played chess probably thought that he wasn't dead yet and played chess as usual. When he saw his son coming over, he called for him as usual and directly sent the child's soul out of his body, creating such a situation.

Since he had found the child's soul, letting the soul return wasn't a difficult thing, it was hard to make the man's soul accept the fact that he was dead and willingly let the child return. Otherwise, even if the child woke up, he would have nightmares every day and be tortured to death.

Seeing Zhong Wentao standing there without moving, the few family members who wanted to step forward to ask him were all stopped by him.

Zhong Wentao opened his eyes and looked straight into the man's eyes, and in that instant, everyone around him disappeared, leaving behind only an endless amount of ghosts.

He had actually come to the Nether Realm and directly entered it through the white crystal's soul to talk to the man.

"Who are you? Why are you hugging my son?"

The man stood up and looked at Zhong Wentao coldly.

That kind of coldness was like the coldness of a dead person.

"Watch carefully, your son is by your side."

Zhong Wentao directly replied. The man lowered his head to look at the child's soul, then looked at the child in Zhong Wentao's embrace. He didn't understand what had happened.

The two children looked exactly the same, but he had only one son.

"You are already dead, stop being so stubborn. Your son will be taken good care of in the future. Your family will take good care of him. You should leave. Let him stay and live a good life."

"Impossible, I'm not dead!"

The man shouted, refusing to accept this reality.

He was still alive, still alive and well!

"Father... "Don't be angry."

The child's soul opened its mouth, wanting to pacify his father.

A father and son were hugging each other tightly, but from Zhong Wentao's point of view, their bodies were completely transparent. When their hands penetrated into each other's bodies, it was simply impossible for them to hug.

The face of the child in his arms grew even more green and purple. Zhong Wentao could hear the cries of the family in his ears, and the scene before him changed back and forth between the Nether Realm and reality. He did not have much time left.

"Release your son and let him go home with your wife. Otherwise, you will be the one who killed him. If I leave now, you can think about it for yourself."

Zhong Wentao spoke very quickly, not giving the man a chance to react.

When he saw the child's soul looking at him, he immediately stretched out his hand to absorb the wandering soul. In the next second, he left the Nether Realm and stuffed the soul into the child's body.

"Ugh …"

In the next second, the child immediately vomited, and spat out the entire bowl of medicine that Zhong Wentao had drunk.

"Great, great!"

A few family members rushed forward and pushed Zhong Wentao away, and kept kissing their treasures.

"Are you okay?"

Zheng Yu was the first to rush in, unsatisfied with the rest of the families.

They only cared about their families, but the doctor who saved them did not care.

"Uncle Zhou, I'll go back and change my clothes first. Remember to accept the medical fee."

With that, Zhong Wentao turned and left, not intending to stay and listen to his thanks.

Even if he was grateful, his clothes were dirty and useless.

Zheng Yu followed closely behind, wiping Zhong Wentao's body with his outer coat. After walking back in the three streets, Zheng Yu had also become very miserable.

"How did you do it?"

In the room, Zheng Yu asked as he took off his clothes. He had also inspected the child, but did not find any clues.

Zhong Wentao carried the child and stood at the intersection for a while, then completely cured her.

"You've reached the Refinement Stage?"

Zhong Wentao raised his eyebrows and asked coldly.

"None …"

Zheng Yu was gloomy.

"Then I'll tell you when you reach the Body Refinement Realm."

With that, Zhong Wentao went to the backyard to take a bath. His body was filled with the smell of vomiting and Chinese medicine.

"Master, let's talk this over. Tell me now, I will be very obedient."

"Tell me, Master!"

Zheng Yu followed him all the way to the bathroom. Zhong Wentao forcefully shut the door, and did not have any intention of telling him.

Zhou Zihan coincidentally came out of the room, seeing his flattering look, he glared at him in disdain.

"Hey, what's with that look!"

Zheng Yu shouted, but Zhou Zihan did not mind, he wanted to walk around immediately.

Just as they reached the door, a few police cars drove over, the sirens were ear-piercing, they directly stopped at the door, a few police officers got off, it seemed like they were here for Ciji Hall.

"Does Zhong Wentao live here?"

The police officer in the lead coldly spoke, looking very dignified.

Zhou Zihan took a step back and turned to look at Zheng Yu for help, he did not know what had happened.

"He's taking a bath. The police uncles sit down and drink some tea to moisten their throats."

Zheng Yu said with a smile, his mind quickly calculating, could it be that Zhong Wentao had gotten into some trouble?