Gods and Ghosts Have Arranged Home Alone

Chapter No.16 Little Rascal

The decoration of Tiandi Pharmaceutical is particularly gorgeous, the crystal chandelier on the top alone is expensive, and there are various oil paintings on the wall, vividly depicting the Hell of Oil Pot, Hell of Sword Mountain...

Ye Cheng: "..."

Boss Yan patted him and laughed, pointing to the oil painting and asking, "Isn't it interesting?"

Ye Cheng: "...Interesting."

Boss Yan: "Would you like to visit?"

Ye Cheng: "..."

Boss Yan: "Just kidding! Don't be afraid! Hahaha!!"

The little boy sat on Boss Yan's shoulder and pulled out his beard. Boss Yan turned his head and tied his beard, making him scream.

The front desk asked the boss if he wanted to lead the way, Boss Yan waved his hand and asked her to give Ye Cheng a pass.

"..." Ye Cheng looked down at the yellow talisman paper in his hand, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Boss Yan took the little boy into the corridor, and said as he walked, "Paste it in a conspicuous place, don't let it fall off!"

The girl at the front desk kindly folded the talisman paper into flowers and pinned it on Ye Cheng's chest.

They took the elevator and went straight to the ninth floor. There were people coming and going in the corridor. When Ye Cheng walked out of the elevator, the group of white coats all turned to look at him.

"A newcomer is coming——!!!"

"Ah newcomer—!!"

A group of people rushed towards them with claws and teeth. Their faces were pale and their eyes were red. Ye Cheng hid behind Boss Yan's back, wondering, did he enter a zombie's lair? !

They cheered and surrounded Ye Cheng, stretched out their hands to touch Ye Cheng, and the little boy was also pinched in the arms of several coquettish female nurses. Boss Yan asked, "Where's Zheng Chuanchuan?"

"In the laboratory."

"Tell him to come out...Hey, be gentle, don't kill him!" Boss Yan lifted the dying Ye Cheng out of the crowd, "He hasn't officially started work yet!"

"Anyway, I'm coming sooner or later, so let them touch it." Zheng Chuanchuan turned the corner and came out. He put his hands in his pockets and stood in front of the big boss with a lazy look.

Boss Yan patted Ye Cheng: "So go sign a contract first?"

Ye Cheng: "..." Please let QAQ go...

So a contract document printed with Yan Wang's seal was forced into Ye Cheng's pocket. Boss Yan was very generous and told him to sign it directly if he wanted to come.

Trembling, Ye Cheng followed them to visit. After walking for a while, several people stood in front of a door.

There was a dangerous no-entry sign on the door, and the observation window was covered with a curtain, so you couldn't see what was inside.

But Ye Cheng had a strong feeling that Hannah seemed to be inside.

Ye Cheng really wanted to see her, even if it was a corpse, I don't know what she has become now, she should have a decent funeral, at least give her a bouquet of flowers.

When he touched the handle, Zheng Chuanchuan grabbed him.

"It's not convenient to visit here." Zheng Chuanchuan said stiffly.

"Is Hannah in there?" Ye Cheng observed Zheng Chuanchuan's expression.

Zheng Chuanchuan was expressionless: "No."

The little boy tugged at Ye Cheng, and pointed to a line of small characters under the door plate.

Patient: Hannah (female)

Zheng Chuanchuan: "..."

Ye Cheng: "..."

Boss Yan pricked him with his beard: "The kid is so smart!"

Zheng Chuanchuan slumped his shoulders: "Okay, she's inside, but it's inconvenient to see her now..."

Ye Cheng didn't bother to listen to him, so he pushed open the door impatiently.

It was pitch black inside the door, and the cold wind from the empty space blew Ye Cheng's hair.

Ye Cheng closed the door, sweating profusely.

Zheng Chuanchuan knocked on the password disk: "You can only enter the room if you enter the correct password."

There was a strange atmosphere everywhere in Tiandi Pharmaceutical Company, which was really unusual. Ye Cheng couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart when he thought of Uncle Zhou's advice.

The picture hanging on the [-]th floor of hell, the big boss surnamed Yan...could it be...

He took a few steps back and stared at Zheng Chuanchuan and Boss Yan warily.

"Who the hell are you guys?! This place... Where is this place?!"

"My company." Boss Yan teased the little boy and said in a relaxed tone, "What's so strange about a medical institution that researches and manufactures drugs?"

Zheng Chuanchuan walked to the other door, opened the combination lock, and said to Ye Cheng: "The liquid is being tested, come and have a look."

In the laboratory, the wiring was spread all over the floor, various instruments were flickering, and several white coats were busy checking the data, turning a blind eye to the group of people standing at the door.

A test tube filled with liquid stood in the glass box, and a blue light was scanning it. Zheng Chuanchuan wanted documents, and handed them to Ye Cheng for him to read.

Ye Cheng felt dizzy looking at it, he didn't expect that the big bug's saliva could be tested for so many ingredients, he wrote dozens of pages full!

"We have searched all species, but have not found the corresponding animals and plants for the time being. We suspect that it is a substance secreted by prehistoric organisms. It contains both snail-like components and gecko tail-docked regenerative elements. The components are particularly complex." Zheng Chuanchuan In the remarks column, it reads, "I like to eat lotus root, suspected vegetarian, aquatic organisms."

Ye Cheng: "..."

Zheng Chuanchuan continued to write: "It can be domesticated, docile and harmless, and probably has no vocal system."

Ye Cheng was convinced, Zheng Chuanchuan went to his house, and deduced so many things.

Zheng Chuanchuan closed the document and said with a serious face: "Ye Cheng, this liquid is the only substance that can detoxify toxins. No matter what it is, you have to keep it safe, and don't let anyone find it."

Ye Cheng hummed, not daring to look him in the eye.

Zheng Chuanchuan pursed his lips and smiled: "Are two lotus roots enough?"

Ye Cheng: "..."

In the afternoon of the next day, Zheng Chuanchuan really came with two lotus roots. Besides the lotus roots, he also brought a very large glass jar. Seeing the size of the jar, the big bug spat at Ye Cheng angrily, spurning this greedy and stinking human being. , Ye Cheng sent the lotus root, and the big bug lost his temper again.

In the end, Ye Cheng only got half a jar of saliva.

"The jar is too big to fill it." Ye Cheng said, "Bring a smaller one next time."

Zheng Chuanchuan laughed loudly, put away the jar, and ate a plate of fruit with the little bat before leaving.

The little boy went to buy some fruit, and when he came back he was out of breath, and crawled into Ye Cheng's arms, begging for a hug.

Ye Cheng hugged him, and the little boy feebly touched Ye Cheng's face and said he wanted to kiss him.

"Kiss!" Ye Cheng rubbed his head, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm weak all over, maybe I'm tired." The little boy squinted his eyes and peeked at Ye Cheng through the gap between his eyelashes, "Dad, I'm about to disappear..."

"Then you rest, and I'll cook tonight." Ye Cheng said as he was about to get up, but the little boy grabbed him.

"Daddy, just kiss me."

"You..." Ye Cheng couldn't laugh or cry, how could he not see that the little rascal was so flamboyant?

The little boy closed his eyes, and his figure gradually faded.

Ye Cheng was deceived once, but this time he learned to be smart, he knew that the little rascal was playing tricks on his own, so he wouldn't be fooled!

Ye Cheng went into the kitchen to cook, but after looking around, he didn't know where the rice was. He poked his head out and asked, "Little devil, where do you put the rice?"

There was nothing on the sofa.

Ye Cheng ran out of the kitchen and looked around the living room. There was no balcony, no room, and the kid didn't know where he was. Ye Cheng hurriedly said, "Hey! Come out!"

After shouting a few times, a cloud of mist gradually condensed on the sofa, and the mist gradually formed the appearance of a little boy. The translucent little boy kept his mouth flat and did not speak.

Ugh!

Ye Cheng wanted to rub his head, but his hand passed through the figure of the little boy and touched the air.

"I can't touch you." Ye Cheng said, "Then how can we kiss?"

The little boy materialized and stuck his head into Ye Cheng's palm for him to touch.

"Dad, I..."

"I don't have enough energy, I'm going to disappear~~~!" Ye Cheng yelled imitating his tone, and sat down on the sofa, closing his eyes.

The little boy held Ye Cheng's face with a smile and kissed him on the mouth.

Ye Cheng was so ashamed that his face was hot, and he opened his mouth to kiss him, telling himself over and over again in his mind that the kid is not his own son, but a hooligan old monster who has lived for hundreds of years!

But subconsciously, Ye Cheng unconsciously treated him as a family member.

It's good to have a child there.

When Ye Cheng was thinking wildly, the little boy let go of his mouth after licking.

"Dad, you need to charge me every day!" said the little rascal.

Ye Cheng: "No!"

The little rascal winked: "Can you cook?"

"meeting!"

"Can you cook?"

Ye Cheng: "..."

"Can you do housework every day? Do you wash your clothes every day? Does someone wake you up in the morning?" The little hooligan rubbed his face affectionately, "Dad, what do you want for dinner?"

"Whatever." Ye Cheng sighed, feeling that the more he lived, the more he looked like a son.

The little boy kissed Ye Cheng, and Ye Cheng was tickled by his kiss, and he ruffled his hair with a smile.

On this day, Zheng Chuanchuan came late, and when he rang the doorbell, Ye Cheng was sleeping soundly on the big bug with the little boy in his arms. Consolidation treatment, he has been sleeping on his back for the past few days, with a soft thing hanging between his spread legs, and the big bug was rolling it to play. go to the ground.

After the door was opened, Zheng Chuanchuan saw Ye Cheng, who was disheveled, and looked down to his small tent...

The little boy entertained him with fruit, and Ye Cheng was busy solving the problem in the bathroom.

Zheng Chuanchuan gave the bottle and lotus root to the little boy, opened the lunch box by himself, the stewed lotus root was steaming, and the room was full of fragrance.

The little boy brought out a bottle of liquid for him, sat and watched him eat, Zheng Chuanchuan took a piece of lotus root to feed him, Ye Cheng came out after refreshing, and found a big translucent jelly lying in front of the room door, separated by the armrest of the sofa , the tentacles are sneaking towards the stewed lotus root.

How much does Emma, ​​a big foodie, like lotus root? !

Zheng Chuanchuan: "Ye Cheng, let's try it together. I bought it at the park in the middle of the street. It tastes good!"

Ye Cheng: "Yeah, it smells so good..."

Ye Cheng secretly kicked the bug. The big bug was so sad, and slowly moved into the room with its tentacles drooping. Zheng Chuanchuan said, "Hey, don't go in, let's eat together."

Big bug: "!!!"

Ye Cheng: "..."

Zheng Chuanchuan held a piece of lotus root and handed it to it. The tentacles hesitated for a moment, stretched out and rolled up the lotus root.

The little bat flew out and landed on the big bug, only to be slipped by the mucus.

"Chuan Chuan, did you buy the stewed lotus root on purpose?" Ye Cheng was so helpless, he nervously kept it a secret for N days, but still revealed his secret.

Zheng Chuanchuan was so wronged: "I just stopped by and bought a copy!"

"Really?" Ye Cheng didn't believe it.

"Why lie to you!" Zheng Chuanchuan bought lotus roots for several days in a row, and was almost brainwashed by the lotus roots. He just wanted to eat them today, but he didn't expect to buy them, and accidentally led to a strange creature.

The big bug is playing with the little bat. It is very happy and has a new friend.

Zheng Chuanchuan touched it and wiped the mucus from his hands.

"Where did you find it?"

"The lake in the park in the middle of the street."

"Oh." Zheng Chuanchuan took a picture of it with his mobile phone, and the big bug stretched out its tentacles towards the camera.

It would be great if I could cut a piece for testing... Zheng Chuanchuan thought.

Ye Cheng reminded: "Don't think about cutting it!"

"Ok."

To be honest, Zheng Chuanchuan was really reluctant. I don't know where the big bug came from. It is estimated that there is only one in the world. It needs its help to heal the disease. It will not be good if it is injured.

Zheng Chuanchuan took enough photos and got up to say goodbye.

Ye Cheng called to him: "Did you give Lu Juan the medicine?"

"Yes." Zheng Chuanchuan said, "I told her it's an emollient, anti-inflammatory and freckle-removing. I guess she will use it for her husband."

Ye Cheng sighed and nodded.

Lu Juan is a smart woman. She had discovered her husband's abnormality long ago, but she kept silent and asked Zheng Chuanchuan to help Shen Zhou check it out.

Zheng Chuanchuan knew at that time that Shen Zhou was also following in Hannah's footsteps.

Shen Zhou is still conscious, but his speech has become less fluent, and he can't always remember things.

Every few days, Zheng Chuanchuan gave Lu Juan a bottle of medicine.

Now, Lu Juan is holding a bottle of body lotion in a daze.

Huang Shi sat beside him clutching his hands, while his elder brother Huang Shan took his hand and applied medicine to him.

"What happened to your hand?" Lu Juan poked her head curiously.

"I was scalded by boiling water." Huang Shi gasped in pain.

Huang Shan knocked him on the head, hating iron for being weak and said: "You can burn your hands even after soaking noodles, do you think you are an idiot?"

Huangshi: "Yes yes yes!"

"It's good to know!" Huangshan took the good medicine and blew air on his hand with his head buried in his head.

Lu Juan put the body lotion over and said, "Order this."

Huang Shan picked up the bottle, the crude bottle was only covered with a label paper, and the liquid inside was sticky. He opened it and smelled it, but there was no smell.

Huangshan wiped some on Huangshi's hand, and asked Huangshi if it still hurts.

Strange to say, after the liquid was applied, the burning feeling subsided a lot. Huang Shi secretly wondered, no wonder Chen Guoguo was so interested in this bottle of medicine, and even asked for half of it for testing.

"Who gave you this bottle of medicine?" Huang Shi was curious.

"Doctor Zheng." Lu Juan thought it was funny. Chen Guoguo asked this question not long ago.

Ye Cheng invited Zheng Chuanchuan to stay for dinner, but Zheng Chuanchuan still had a cold attitude, saying that he had something to do in the evening and had to go back to the hospital to deal with it.

When Ye Cheng went out to see Zheng Chuanchuan off, the little boy ran to the door and told him, "Dad, remember to come back for dinner!"

Ye Cheng: "Got it!"

The little boy patted his head from the air: "Good boy!"

Ye Cheng laughed and scolded: "Smelly brat!"

Ye Cheng sent Zheng Chuanchuan downstairs, and suddenly said, "Chuanchuan, are you the same as a kid?"

Zheng Chuanchuan turned his head: "What do you mean?"

The two stood facing each other, Ye Cheng looked at him, and said word by word: "You are just like my little devil, you are not human!"

Zheng Chuanchuan became interested, folded his arms and said, "It's not a person, what is that?"

"ghost!"

Zheng Chuanchuan laughed loudly, took Ye Cheng's hand and pressed it on his chest, Ye Cheng was startled, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Zheng Chuanchuan pressed it firmly.

"Can you feel my heartbeat?"

puff... puff... puff...

Ye Cheng looked bewildered, does the ghost have a heartbeat?He really didn't pay attention?

"I have feet, body temperature and heartbeat, and you call me a ghost?" Zheng Chuanchuan let go of him, turned around and left, as if he didn't want to talk about such topics.

"Uncle Zhou is gone." Ye Cheng said, "It is said that he was frightened and passed away not long after returning home, but he became the guard of Tiandi Pharmaceutical!"

Zheng Chuanchuan ignored him and continued walking.

"Boss Yan is the King of Yama, right?" Ye Chengzhen was holding back his panic, and said it all at once, "Tiandi Pharmaceutical is actually a company in hell, right?"

The seal on the contract document is clearly engraved with the four characters of the Seal of the King of Hades.

When Ye Cheng saw those words clearly, he almost knelt down.

Zheng Chuanchuan let out a chuckle and corrected: "It's not a company from hell."

"what is that?"

"A company in the underworld."

Ye Cheng: "..." What's the difference? !

Zheng Chuanchuan went out the gate and walked to the street alone. Ye Cheng went upstairs to go home. Chen Guoguo came out from behind a tree, looked at the direction Zheng Chuanchuan left, and then looked up at the house where Ye Cheng lived.

When Ye Cheng returned home, he immediately picked up the little boy, reached into his clothes and touched his chest.

The little boy was embarrassed by him, hugged Ye Cheng's neck and muttered: "Daddy, what are you doing?"

"touch you."

"Like it?"

Ye Cheng: "..."

"If you like, I can touch you every day." The little rascal pecked Ye Cheng's lips, "Daddy also needs to charge me every day."

Ye Cheng: "..." Nima, who taught the brat to be like this? !

Ye Cheng touched it again and put the little boy down.

The little boy said: "Dad, the heartbeat can be controlled. You can jump when you want to, and stop when you want to."

Ye Cheng: "...that's really unscientific!"

The smell of fresh soup wafted from the kitchen, and the lid of the pot slammed, and the little boy ran into the kitchen. Ye Cheng wanted to remind him that the lid was hot, but unexpectedly, the little boy grabbed the lid with his bare hands, and when he opened it, steam wrapped his little hands.

Ye Cheng was so worried that he quickly checked his hands. The temperature of the little boy's hands was so high that Ye Cheng was burned instead.

Now it was the little boy's turn to worry. He searched and couldn't find the right medicine, and was so anxious that the big bug volunteered to stretch out its tentacles and lick Ye Cheng's hand.

The little boy sat next to him, touched his red skin, and said distressedly: "Dad, the temperature of the steam is very high, don't touch it with your hands casually."

"...Then why are you alright?"

Ye Cheng touched the little boy's hand, and that little hand had returned to an icy cold temperature.

The little boy raised his eyebrows, Ye Cheng came back to his senses and patted his head, he is so stupid, the little boy is not human!He can even control his heartbeat, so he is afraid of that little steam? !

The little boy wanted to feed him during the meal, and Ye Cheng rubbed his head and asked him who his father was.

"Dad, of course it's you," said the little boy.

"Stinky brat, I can eat it myself, so I don't need you to feed it!" Ye Cheng picked up the braised pork, slurped it, and the piece of meat fell on the table.

The little boy shook his head, picked another piece of braised pork and fed it into Ye Cheng's mouth.

"Father, what will you do if I leave?" the little boy laughed.

Ye Cheng's face was flushed, and he moaned and said, "Cold salad!"

The little boy kissed Ye Cheng, and Ye Cheng was courteous, and kissed him too, making the little boy's face covered with oil.

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