Chapter 31

Xia Yan's spirit was refreshed. There were many branches of undead magic, including virus magic. In the knowledge of lich, I am very proficient in this series of magic, but only when I really touch the so-called virus elements can I have a practical experience.

The strong breath of death from Hou's father's body is even thicker than the breath of death emitted by the purest elements of the dead.

The undead element makes people afraid, but the virus element makes people desperate.

People may have the courage to face death, but they may not be able to face disease calmly. Dying in disease is a great sorrow.

As soon as the quilt was opened, Hou Fu woke up, but vaguely, he thought it was a nurse. He said a few words vaguely and fell asleep again.

"How's it going?" although he didn't believe it, Hou Xiaotian still held a glimmer of hope and asked, "can it be cured?"

Xia Yan took his hand away and nodded silently.

Can you cure it?

Hou Xiaotian's head was buzzing, like being hit hard by a sledgehammer, and he was stunned. Is he nodding? Can he cure cancer? But is it really the case?

Xia Yan looked back. The patient on another * * slept very heavily. He took out the virus Horcrux from his pocket and held it in the palm of his hand. Hou Xiaotian didn't see it. Then he pressed the virus Horcrux on Hou Fu's stomach and began to sing magic in a low voice.

Hou Xiaotian looked at the scene in amazement. He saw the mysterious man take out something from his pocket, but he didn't see what it was. Then the man pressed it on his father's abdomen. What's the meaning of this? Diagnosis or treatment?

And the man is still singing something in a very low voice. It seems that he is performing some kind of ceremony, or... He is chanting a spell? What kind of witch doctor is this man?

Traditional Chinese medicine is a knowledge with theoretical basis, but witch doctor

Xia Yan and Hou Xiaotian didn't notice. The patient on another sick * * opened his eyes and looked at the scene curiously.

"Virus? Transformation!" soon, the singing was over, Xia Yan whispered, and the blue light of the virus soul flashed, which came out from his fingers, startling Hou Xiaotian and the peeping patient. But soon they thought that there were too many things that could shine. It was nothing strange.

But strangely enough, a cool wind suddenly blew in the ward, which made people feel cold and unknowingly hit their hearts.

At the moment when the magic was completed, Xia Yan felt a destructive force gushing out of Hou Fu's body and absorbed by the virus soul. He knew that this was the virus element in the cancer cells. Without the virus element, the cancer cells would lose their tenacious vitality and destructive power, and would soon lose their vitality.

The Horcrux constantly converts the virus elements into undead elements and stores them. When Xia Yan is free, he can convert these undead elements into mana again.

At this time, Xia Yan has clearly known that Hou Fu's stomach tumor is huge, and the capacity of the soul organ made of ebony is limited. Today, he can only absorb half of the virus elements. However, as long as he does it again, all the cancer cells in Hou Fu's body will lose their vitality, and the cancer will naturally heal without medicine.

"Ah!" Hou Fu uttered a * * and finally woke up.

"Dad, how do you feel?" Hou Xiaotian hurriedly asked.

"I feel good. I haven't been so relaxed for a long time!" Hou Fu looked at the mysterious man with his hand on his abdomen and asked, "this is..."

"He was introduced by my classmate... Doctor!" Hou Xiaotian said.

"I think I'm about to get better!" Hou Fu smiled. Of course, he didn't believe this, but the ease and comfort he hadn't seen for a long time made him feel that the "doctor" had real skills.

Xia Yan stood up, nodded to Hou Xiaotian, and walked outside the ward.

He's leaving?

Hou Xiaotian was stunned and hurried to catch up. For a moment, he didn't know what to say until he was sent to the elevator. Xia Yan nodded to him as a farewell.

Hou Xiaotian returned to the ward suspiciously and saw that his father's spirit was really much better. Besides being happy, he had many doubts. Was the mysterious man really treating?

Do not operate, do not take medicine, just press your hand on your stomach can treat cancer? Hou Xiaotian couldn't believe it.

"Lao Hou, who was that just now? I can't even see my face. It's very mysterious?" asked the patient next to me.

"I don't know," said Hou Fu in wonder.

"What did he just press on your belly and it's still glowing?" the patient asked again.

"Yes?" Hou's father just fell asleep and didn't see any light at all. "Xiaotian said that this man was a doctor introduced by his classmates. Come and show me."

"You just said you felt much better?" the patient asked with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Of course I feel better after sleeping!" Hou Fu smiled. He never thought that he felt comfortable because half of the cancer cells died.

"If he really cured your disease, he must introduce it to me!" the patient was still in the mood to joke.

Xia Yan went out of the inpatient building. She didn't come to Chengdu for a few days. She actually came to the hospital several times. It's bad enough. The huge cross "holy vessel" on the roof made him feel uncomfortable all the time.

Just then, there was a warning in his heart, as if someone was peeping at himself. He suddenly looked up and looked upstairs. He could see a bright or dark ward. Where could he see someone. The feeling of being peeped didn't disappear until he walked out of the provincial hospital.

Who is it? Xia Yan couldn't help being vigilant and secretly snooping. Most of them were not good intentions, and they could make themselves feel this way. They must not be ordinary people, maybe people with special abilities.

"Master yuan, what's the matter?" Luo Xiaojuan asked anxiously in the VIP ward.

In front of the window, a tall man stood with his hands on his back. He was wearing a robe with the style of the Republic of China. One head of long hair over his shoulder was tied with a cloth belt and hung behind him. Looking only at his back, there was an ancient wind of floating dust.

Hearing Luo Xiaojuan's question, the man turned around and was impressively a 17-year-old boy with a beautiful face, red lips and white teeth, more beautiful than most women. On the bridge of his nose was a pair of old black framed glasses, which covered up his "beauty"

A little.

It is hard to believe that such a young man was called a master by the wife of the deputy governor.

"It's all right." master yuan smiled and said.

His smile was full of unspeakable evil charm. Even the well-informed Luo Xiaojuan couldn't help but lose her mind for a moment. She was as shy as a girl. A few seconds later, she reacted. Her face was slightly red. She asked softly, "master yuan, it has been three hours. Is my son waking up?"

After Master Zhang of Fengshui street was scolded by Luo Xiaojuan, someone knew about it and introduced a real expert to Wen Yuanzheng, master yuan Tianlin, who also opened a shop in Fengshui street.

Wen Yuanzheng and his wife originally disapproved of Yuan Tianlin, who was only 17 or 18 years old, but the young "master" just clicked on the manic Wen Yipin's forehead and calmed him down, so they believed it.

Three hours ago, Yuan Tianlin cast a spell for Wen Yipin to let Wen Yipin sleep quietly.

"After waking up, he will recover as before, but..." Yuan Tianlin was about to stop talking.

"But what?" Luo Xiaojuan asked.

"However, he will lose his memory for a period of time, that is, he certainly won't remember who made him like this," Yuan Tianlin said.

"What?" Luo Xiaojuan screamed, "can't you find who did this to Yipin?"

"I'm sorry, I think so." Yuan Tianlin said faintly.

"How can this guy get away with it? Master yuan, didn't you lie to me?" Luo Xiaojuan became not calm because of her anger and began to talk aggressively.

"Mrs. Luo, are you doubting me?" Yuan Tianlin looked cold and was not deterred by the momentum of the vice governor's wife.

"Ah... No, I don't doubt you!" Luo Xiaojuan was forced by his cold and fierce eyes and couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

"The man who cast magic on your son is not simple. I can't understand his magic. I can't remember who he is. It may be a good thing for you." Yuan Tianlin walked to wenyipin * * and shook his head. "It's not a good idea to revenge a practitioner with such strength!"

Luo Xiaojuan was silent. She believed in the power of power. No matter how strong the practitioner was, she had to kneel down and tremble in front of the towering power!

Yuan Tianlin took out a simple copper bell the size of a jujube and said something in his mouth. Suddenly, he shook the copper bell on the top of the sleeping wenyipin and sent out a pleasant bell.

"Wake up!" two words came out of his mouth, shaking the window glass and the chandelier. Luo Xiaojuan only felt her mind in a trance and was surprised.

With the word "wake up" of Yuan Tianlin, Wen Yipin's closed eyes opened, and his eyes were full of confusion.

"Yipin, you're awake!" Luo Xiaojuan cried with joy, rushed to the * * side and hugged her son tightly.

"Mom!" Wen Yipin's eyes turned a few times, no longer confused, but many more fears: "I had a nightmare!"

"Mrs. Luo, I should go now. Please put the money into this account!" Yuan Tianlin put a business card on the cabinet, nodded to Luo Xiaojuan, turned and left the ward.

"Mom, who is this boy? Why is he so crazy?" Wen Yipin just woke up and resumed his dandy style, and said discontentedly.

"He is qualified to be crazy." Luo Xiaojuan picked up her business card, which printed yuan Tianlin's name, the words "Yuan Ji incense and candle shop in Fengshui Street", and a string of handwritten bank accounts.

"What money will you give him?" Wen Yipin asked.

"The money to save your life," Luo Xiaojuan said.

"How much is it?" Wen Yipin asked.

"Three million."

Yuan Tianlin went downstairs, stood where Xia Yan had just stopped, pulled out a purple wooden card from his chest, held it in the palm of his hand and said something. Suddenly, a little firefly like light flew out of the wooden card, circled, and then flew slowly outside the provincial hospital. Yuan Tianlin quickly followed.

Half an hour later, Yuan Tianlin stood downstairs in the third building of the boys' dormitory of Sihe University. The fluorescence rose slowly and finally stopped by the balcony of 402.

"I found you." Yuan Tianlin looked surprised. "It's actually a student. I don't know if it's the person who attracted the power of heaven and earth that day?"