Gods and Ghosts Have Arranged Home Alone

Chapter 12 Rescue

Ye Cheng went to the hospital and went straight to Hannah's ward. Hannah lived in a separate ward with the door ajar and a light on inside. Ye Cheng opened the door and shouted: "Hannah!"

The old man who was practicing Tai Chi turned around and said, "Ah? What are you talking about?"

Ye Cheng choked, and looked at the bed, all Hannah's things were gone, and they were all replaced by the old man's clothes and supplies.

"Hannah's gone?!"

"Who?"

"Where... the people who lived here?" Ye Cheng asked anxiously.

The old man shook his head: "I don't know, there was no one here when I moved in."

Ye Cheng turned around and ran, rushing all the way to Zheng Chuanchuan's office. The lights were on, but there was no one there.

Ye Cheng thought of Hu Er's inhuman and ghostly appearance, and his scalp tingled. Hannah's situation was too dangerous. If he didn't get treated in time, he would become the next Hu Er at some point.Ye Cheng was angry and anxious, and grabbed the passing nurse: "Where is Dr. Chuanchuan?"

"Oh, he's in the laboratory...hey, Dr. Ye, run slowly, don't fall!"

Ye Cheng rushed to the laboratory in one breath and found Zheng Chuanchuan standing at the door of the laboratory. Ye Cheng called out, but Zheng Chuanchuan waved to him, signaling not to come.

I don't know what was going on in the laboratory, there was a muffled fighting sound, and then there was a thud, like something fell to the ground, Peter and Bruno lifted a person out, and Ye Cheng recognized that it was the big entrepreneur Liao who lived with Yu Qing fat man.

Fatty Liao obviously fainted, Bruno carried him on his back, and nodded to Ye Cheng as he passed by.

Peter was talking to Zheng Chuanchuan, and the two whispered to each other, completely putting Ye Cheng aside, the little boy listened intently for a while, and said, "They are discussing to change Mr. Liao's room."

After the two doctors chatted, Zheng Chuanchuan walked towards Ye Cheng: "What's the matter?"

"Where did Hannah go?" Ye Cheng asked directly.

Dr. Peter was about to leave, but when he heard Ye Cheng's words, he paused and looked back at them.

Zheng Chuanchuan's tone was flat: "She was discharged from the hospital."

"Why did you let her out of the hospital?!" Ye Cheng was anxious, and his voice became louder unconsciously. He grabbed Zheng Chuanchuan's arm, his face flushed with anger, "She's still not well, how can she be released from the hospital?!"

"Doctor Ye, don't you watch the news?"

"What news?"

"Her husband is going to take her to recuperate, and even held a press conference, which was broadcast live on TV."

"So you...you let her go?"

Zheng Chuanchuan said coldly: "Doctor Ye, you hurt me."

Ye Cheng was extremely annoyed by his attitude, and exerted all his strength: "She is not well at all! How can you let her go?! You, the attending doctor, are too irresponsible?!"

"Okay, don't get excited, talk slowly if you have something to say." Dr. Peter pulled the two of them apart and stood between them.

Ye Cheng wanted to rush forward, but was stopped by Dr. Peter.

Zheng Chuanchuan pushed his glasses and said nonchalantly: "Doctor Ye, you are at home and did not follow up on her condition. It is not surprising that you do not know. I am responsible to tell you that I am very clear about the patient's situation. The indicators are stable and she is gradually recovering."

"No!!!" Ye Cheng roared, "There are more and more purple spots on her body, can't you see it?!"

"Subcutaneous bleeding, what's so strange?"

"no!"

"Then what did you say?"

"It's corpse spots!"

Zheng Chuanchuan laughed loudly and waved his hands: "Corpse plaques grow on living people? Doctor Ye, don't you think it's funny?"

Ye Cheng pulled up his sleeves, revealing the purple spots on his arms. Zheng Chuanchuan couldn't help but stare at the purple spots for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Ye Cheng.

Dr. Peter grabbed Ye Cheng's hand and said in surprise, "How long has it been?!"

"It's been a few weeks."

"how did you make it?"

"I don't know." Ye Cheng paused and said, "I guess he was bitten by Hu Er and got infected."

Zheng Chuanchuan and Dr. Peter looked at each other.

Ye Cheng observed their expressions. These two guys must know something about the situation, but they just kept hiding it from him. Now that Ye Cheng had a showdown, Zheng Chuanchuan stopped pretending to be stupid. He took Ye Cheng to the laboratory and drew a tube of blood. Check it out on the spot.

There is still no problem with Ye Cheng's blood, but in fact, an unknown infection is happening quietly.

In the independent office, Zheng Chuanchuan glanced at the little boy standing outside the door.

"He knows, let him in." Ye Cheng said.

The little boy entered the room and crawled into Ye Cheng's arms.

Doctor Peter handed Ye Cheng a cigarette and lit it for him.

"Did you feel unwell recently?" Dr. Peter asked.

"I don't feel uncomfortable, it's just that there is a dent in the spot." Ye Cheng said, "You know about Hu Er, right?"

"I don't know, who is Hu Er?" Zheng Chuanchuan asked.

Hu Er's matter was handled in a low-key manner by the director, and few people in the hospital knew about it, let alone media reports.

Zheng Chuanchuan and Dr. Peter looked at Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng sighed: "Hu Er's story is too weird, no one will believe it even if it is told, but believe it or not, please listen to it and help analyze it."

Ye Cheng explained in detail how he met Hu Er, and after he finished speaking, he felt much more relaxed, as if he had put down a boulder.

Zheng Chuanchuan thought for a while silently, and said that he wanted to see Ye Cheng's body. Ye Cheng picked up his clothes and showed them. The two doctors pointed at Ye Cheng, poked here and touched there. Ye Cheng didn't let them touch his stomach.

"It's a pity that Hu Er died." Zheng Chuanchuan looked regretful, "Maybe he is the pathogen."

Dr. Peter shook his head: "I don't think so, maybe there were before, but we just don't know."

"I didn't expect it to become such a terrible thing."

The two doctors were discussing, looking at Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng quickly waved his hand: "I'm still awake! I haven't turned into a monster!"

Zheng Chuanchuan smoked a cigarette and did not speak.

There was silence in the office.

"Chuan Chuan, you know that, right?" Ye Cheng asked suddenly.

"what do you know?"

"Corpse spots." Ye Cheng rolled up his sleeves, "I know best what I have on my body. These are corpse spots, just like theirs, not subcutaneous bleeding."

Zheng Chuanchuan exhaled smoke and nodded.

Ye Cheng stood up abruptly, stared at him, and asked sharply, "Then why did you let her go?"

"This is what her husband meant." Zheng Chuanchuan said, "When her husband revealed that he would take Hannah to recuperate, the media had already reported it, and thousands of people were paying attention. Due to the pressure, we couldn't keep her. "

"She clearly..."

"Ye Cheng, your thinking is too simple. If you tell everyone that there are corpse spots growing on a living person, do you think anyone will believe it?"

Ye Cheng sat back, covered his face and did not speak.

"Do you have her phone number?" Zheng Chuanchuan asked.

Ye Cheng woke up suddenly, and called Hannah, but was prompted to turn off the phone.

"Where did they go to recuperate?" Ye Cheng asked.

Zheng Chuanchuan shook his head: "I don't know, Ye Cheng, you should read the news yourself."

In the press conference, the foreign man hugged Hannah and stood in front of the camera. Hannah put on makeup and wore a high-necked long-sleeved dress, noble and elegant like a goddess.

The baby was crying in Hannah's arms, and the old nanny, Aunt Li, took the baby and coaxed it out of the camera.

The foreign man only told everyone that he would take his wife to recuperate, but he didn't reveal where he was going. He just said that he would stay away from the city and rest in peace.

The video was still very long, Ye Cheng turned off his phone and stared blankly at the ceiling.

"Dad, open your mouth."

A sweet little grape was put into Ye Cheng's mouth, Ye Cheng took a bite, poof, the juice burst out.

"Ah, it came," said the little boy.

Ye Cheng hooked the little boy into his arms and rubbed it carelessly, then said fiercely, "Concentrate on taking the medicine!"

The little boy leaned forward and kissed his forehead: "Father, you don't act like one at all."

Ye Cheng really lost to him: "Well, I can't be fierce."

The little boy stuffed a few grapes into Ye Cheng's mouth and said, "Dad, don't move."

"Understood." Ye Cheng rested his hands on his pillow, letting the little boy unbutton his clothes, and smear the big bug's saliva on the purple spots.

The area of ​​the purpura subsided a lot, Ye Cheng asked: "Didn't the purpura on the thigh disappear?"

"It's gone."

"Then what are you touching?"

"Just in case."

Ye Cheng thought for a long time but couldn't refute, he lay upright and let the little satyr touch him all over.

After being touched for several days, Ye Cheng didn't react as sensitively as the first time. Xiao Chengcheng drooped his head limply, and the little boy picked it up and rubbed it.

"Don't touch it!" Ye Cheng turned away.

The little boy said confidently, "Take the medicine!"

Ye Cheng: "..."

Little boy: "Prevention..."

Ye Cheng: "Just in case."

Little boy: "Yeah."

"Okay." Ye Cheng closed his eyes, and let the kid do whatever he wanted.

The little boy especially liked to give medicine to Ye Cheng, from once a day at the beginning to twice a day, and suggested that Ye Cheng take off his clothes and lie on the back of the big worm. On the jelly, Ye Cheng felt very comfortable.

The big bug didn't mind either, and concentrated on eating its lotus root, occasionally licking Ye Cheng's face with its tentacles.

When Ye Cheng went to the hospital for an examination, Zheng Chuanchuan compared the photos from a few days ago, and said in surprise: "It's recovered well, it has faded a lot, and at this speed, it is estimated that it will return to normal skin color in two weeks. "

Ye Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, and asked him, "Did you find out the ingredients in that bottle of liquid?"

"Analyzing the data, the composition is a bit like snail secretion, did you just use that bottle of liquid to wipe your body?"

"correct."

"Where did you extract it?"

"Someone sent a can."

Zheng Chuanchuan didn't believe it: "According to your dosage, let alone one can, even ten cans may not be enough for you to consume."

Ye Cheng chuckled: "That's why I came to you for a test. As long as the ingredients are found out, you can mix as much as you want."

After Ye Cheng left the hospital, he drove directly to Hannah's residence. Hannah's mobile phone was still turned off, and Ye Cheng could not be contacted. Hannah lived in the garden area in the city center, and housekeepers came to clean it every day. Today, the housekeeper told him that Hannah's family did not return.

The housekeeper didn't know where Hannah had gone. Seeing Ye Cheng's anxious look, he kindly suggested, "Well, leave a phone number and I'll call you when they come back."

Ye Cheng: "Okay."

Ye Cheng left her a phone number and walked out of the community. He looked at the house under the sun and panicked.

He always had a hunch that Hannah never seemed to come back.

Ye Cheng put his hand into his pocket, clutching the bottle of mucus tightly. It has been several days since Hannah was discharged from the hospital. The family seemed to have evaporated, and there was no news at all. In order to let his wife rest in peace, the husband, I changed my phone number.

How is Hannah doing now?

Weiliang's little hand reached into his pocket, Ye Cheng let go of the bottle, and took the little boy's hand.

The father and son wandered aimlessly in the street, and went to eat food stalls when they were hungry. Ye Cheng's desire for blood seemed to gradually decrease with the disappearance of the purple spots. The little boy was very happy to see Ye Cheng resumed his normal diet. He vigorously picked vegetables for Ye Cheng, but Ye Cheng was lazy, and he would eat whatever the kid put in.

After eating, they went to the commercial city, and Ye Cheng bought a little mandarin jacket for the little boy.

The little boy got the little mandarin jacket and couldn't wait to put it on.

"Idiot, the label hasn't been removed!" Ye Cheng squatted down, broke the label for him, straightened his clothes, and said with a smile, "It will look much better this way."

"Little friend, your father loves you so much." The shopkeeper smiled and gave him some candies.

"I love daddy too!" The little boy kissed Ye Cheng with candy in his mouth, "Is it sweet?"

"sweet."

The little boy unwrapped the candy and stuffed it in his mouth.

Ye Cheng smiled and touched him, the little boy stretched out his hand: "Daddy hug!"

"Smelly brat!" Ye Cheng really couldn't help him, picked up the little boy, let him sit on his shoulders, trotted all the way, whining and pretending to be an airplane, the little boy hugged Ye Cheng's head and laughed , Ye Cheng was tired from running, so he put him down, and the father and son walked slowly holding hands.

"Dad, when I grow up, I will hold you to play." The little boy peeled off the candy and stretched out his hand.

Ye Cheng bent down, grabbed the candy from the kid's hand, and said with a smile, "Will you grow up?"

The little boy tilted his head: "Hmm...should be able to?"

The two walked and chatted all the way. Half an hour later, Ye Cheng raised his head and found himself back at the hospital gate.

Liang Lian was feeding Yu Qing, they were so happy to see Ye Cheng coming, and Liang Lian moved Ye Cheng's chair.

Yu Qing took the lunch box and pulled the rice, Liang Lian said, "I'll come."

"I hurt my feet, not my hands!" Yu Qing protected the lunch box, "You peel the apples for Ye Cheng!"

Liang Lian washed the apples, cut them up, made them into cute little bunnies, and handed them to Ye Cheng.

The little boy pricked the bunny with a toothpick and fed it to Ye Cheng.

Liang Lian tied one and handed it to Yu Qing's lips. Yu Qing rolled her eyes at him with her mouth full of rice. Go little bunny.

"Where's Mr. Liao?" Ye Cheng asked curiously, "Moved away?"

"No, he's still there, he's just gone for a checkup."

As soon as Liang Lian finished speaking, Peter and Bruno helped Fatty Liao in one by one.

Mrs. Liao followed behind them, looking at her husband worriedly.

Fatty Liao's eye sockets are getting darker and his complexion is getting worse. What's even more strange is that Fatty Liao likes to eat red pork liver recently. Mrs. Liao thinks it's good to have a big appetite, but when she sees her husband eating When she looked around, she faintly felt that something was wrong.

Peter took her out of the room and explained Fatty Liao's condition.

Taking advantage of Mrs. Liao's absence, Bruno took out an injection from his pocket and quickly gave Fatty Liao an injection.

When Mrs. Liao came in, Fatty Liao had already fallen asleep.

Madam Liao sat by the bed for a while, said goodbye and left.

Ye Cheng winked at Peter, and the two walked to the corridor, Ye Cheng asked, "Didn't you mean to change the bed?"

"The beds are tight and cannot be changed."

Ye Cheng looked back and found that Liang Lian was taking off Fatty Liao's clothes.

Fatty Liao's body spots spread even more, Liang Lian only took one look, and then tidied up his clothes.

"They are aware of it," Peter said. "Sometimes I really admire them. They dare to live with Mr. Liao. Mr. Liao's condition is serious. He will walk around at night, which is too dangerous. We give him a tranquilizer every day."

There was a small and black thing hanging upside down on the window, Ye Cheng looked up.

"That's a little bat, don't worry about it." Bruno came out, "Peter, let's go to eat supper!"

After Peter and Bruno left, the little bat whirled into the room and hung upside down on the curtain rod.

"This little guy has been here for several days, as if he was watching the room." Liang Lian chopped up the apple and waved to the little bat, "Come, let's eat!"

Ye Cheng sweated, can the little bat understand human speech?

Unexpectedly, the little bat actually flew over and took away a small apple. Ye Cheng stretched out his hand to grab it into his palm. The little bat was fluffy and looked at him with sparkling eyes. It was still chewing the apple in its mouth. , not afraid of life at all.

Ye Cheng let go of his hand, and the snack flew back to hang upside down on the curtain rod.

Ye Cheng fumbled in his pocket, looking for some snacks to feed it, but found a small bottle, Ye Cheng finally remembered that there was a bottle of medicine that could cure corpse spots in his pocket, and quickly took it out to Liang Lian.

"It's a potion, can you help Mr. Liao apply it?"

"Paint his purple spots?" Liang Lian asked.

"Correct."

"Can it be cured?"

"Yes!" Ye Chengcheng said with confidence.

The strong cold air moved southward, and the temperature dropped sharply.

In just a few days, the hot temperature suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees. Ye Cheng lay on the back of the big bug, shivering from the cold.

The little boy drank a glass of warm water, and warmly touched Ye Cheng with his little hands.

The big bug touched the glass with its tentacles, as if it wanted to drink water.

The little boy filled it with a cup of warm water, and the worm drank it, and gradually warmed up.

The little boy applied the medicine to Ye Cheng, and urged: "Dad, come down quickly, when the medicine is dry, it's time to get dressed!"

"No." Ye Cheng curled up on Chong Zi's back, too comfortable to get down.

When Big Chongzi drinks hot water, his body will also become hot, which is as convenient as a warm water bag. Ye Cheng lazily opened his eyes and patted Chongzi: "Congchong, are you the same kind as a kid?"

The big bug spit at them, so he didn't admit it.

The little boy also took off his clothes, lay on the big worm's back, and sighed: "It's really comfortable, it's warm and soft."

Ye Cheng flicked the little boy's little bird, and the little boy squawked and held it.

"Little ghost, you don't even have hair there." Ye Cheng smiled, "Grow up quickly!"

The little boy blushed: "I will definitely grow up! My hair will grow!"

Ye Cheng laughed loudly, hugged the naked little boy in his arms, the father and son fought for a while, and fell asleep cuddling up.

Ye Cheng had a dream.

In the dream, he was hugged tightly by a strong man. The man lowered his head and gently pecked his lips. There was a hard horn on Ye Cheng's forehead. Only then did Ye Cheng realize that , the man has a pair of small horns on his forehead.

"Who are you?" Ye Cheng asked.

The man raised his head, with sword eyebrows and staring eyes, and looked at Ye Cheng with a gentle smile in his eyes. Ye Cheng felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

The man opened his mouth and said something.

"What did you say?" Ye Cheng didn't hear clearly.

The man held Ye Cheng's face and kissed it again.

A sudden ringtone brought Ye Cheng back to reality.

Ye Cheng opened his eyes and looked for his phone in a daze. The little boy was also woken up, and he wobbled lazily in his arms.

The big bug stretched out its tentacles and rolled the noisy mobile phone over.

The call is from an unfamiliar number, who would call in the middle of the night?Is it an advertisement number?

Ye Cheng hung up and continued sleeping with the little boy in his arms.

The phone rang again, and it was still the same number. Ye Cheng connected, and said angrily, "Who is it?"

"Ye...Doctor Ye?"

There was a lot of noise on the phone, as well as the babbling and crying of children.

"Who are you? Can you speak louder?" Ye Cheng heard it familiar, and a certain premonition sent chills down his spine.

The man gasped, and his voice was filled with tears.

"Doctor Ye, please help me... Woohoo! Hannah, she... she has an accident!"

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