The god is an exorcist

"You clearly promised me that he won't live until dawn, but he is still lying in the hospital except for being weak!" In the same office, the man with glasses yelled at Qiongqi angrily, looking quite like a dog with bared teeth A monkey with a row of mouths.

Qiongqi's golden eyes narrowed dangerously, and he suddenly grabbed the man with glasses by the neck like a poisonous snake.

The remaining complaints of the man with glasses were all blocked in his throat, and he couldn't get up or down. The strong suffocation made his eyes go black for a while, and just when he thought he was about to be strangled to death by the other party, the buzzer began to appear In his ears, he heard Qiongqi's vague and ethereal voice as if separated by a layer of paper: "What right do you have to talk to me like this?"

The sound was not loud, but it sounded extremely dangerous, as if venom had poured into his eardrums, making him so stiff that he couldn't even struggle.

Fortunately, Qiongqi didn't really intend to strangle him. He let go of his hand, clapped his hands as if he was about to slap some dirt off, and then continued: "It's just an ordinary human being. Wanting him to die is like strangling him to death." It’s as simple as an ant, but I suddenly met an old friend beside him, you said, it’s rare to meet an old friend, shouldn’t I give him a gift?”

"It should be..." The deflated man with glasses hurriedly responded, but when Qiongqi turned around, he showed a dissatisfied look.

Qiongqi didn't notice the change in his expression, he sneered, and curled up one corner of his mouth, his mind was full of Hu Zhu's handsome face sunk in the shadow of soft silver hair——

Maybe it's time to give him a bigger, better gift.

……

The windows in the VIP ward are bright and clean, and the white lily in the vase beside the bed stretches its white petals, exuding an elegant fragrance.

Yan Heng was very skeptical that he was admitted to the hospital twice in a row due to malnutrition in such a short period of time. He had a vague feeling that something had happened two days ago that made him panic, but that feeling was like a Dreams, whenever he wanted to catch any clues in his memories, they would immediately dissipate and retreat, making him unable to start.

The indescribable irritability made Yan Heng clenched his fists and slammed twice on his head. The thumping sound shocked Ms. Zuo Chanchan who was washing the cherries, Yan Heng's own mother. , Flushed out without even wiping off the water on his hands.

"What are you doing?!"

Yan Heng frowned and looked at her: "Mom, I want to be discharged from the hospital."

"No!" Ms. Zuo Chanchan categorically vetoed: "Look at your face, it's whiter than the wall, and you want to run outside. I don't know what you do outside all day. Why are you always malnourished recently? ? I think you shouldn't have been allowed to go out to live alone at the beginning. When you get well this time, you must go back to the mansion with me, and let me make up for you..."

"I want to visit your daughter-in-law." Yan Heng raised his voice to interrupt his mother's chatter: "He is sick."

"Oh..." Mother Yan, who had just turned around and was about to continue washing the cherries, paused for three seconds, then suddenly turned around and stared at Yan Heng with wide eyes, her voice raised an octave unconsciously: "Daughter-in-law?!!!"

Yan Heng nodded.

In the next second, Ms. Zuo Chanchan rushed to the hospital bed, and couldn't wait to ask: "When did you fall in love? Who is the other party? How is the family? What job? How old is it? Are you a local?"

Just when Yan Heng was about to answer one by one, he heard his mother continue: "...these are not important..."

Yan Heng: "..." It's not important, why do you ask such a big group?

"The important thing is..." Ms. Zuo Chanchan paused, her eyes were so earnest that it made Yan Heng's heart shudder: "Is she good-looking? Let me tell you, to be the daughter-in-law of my Yan family, she must be a big Beauty, like that XX Fei, XX Xue..."

With black lines all over his head, Yan Heng interrupted his mother's beauty talk: "It is necessary to look good, don't you believe your son's vision?... But he is not a woman."

"Well, it's not a girl." Mother Yan repeated while nodding, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, so after three seconds, a soprano voice that was comparable to a tsunami almost lifted the roof of the ward: "Is he not a girl? !!!”

"Mom, Mom, calm down..." Yan Heng hurriedly covered his ears with one hand to reduce the sonic attack from his mother, and patted his mother's shoulder with the other hand to signal her not to get excited.

Ms. Zuo Chanchan waved Yan Heng's hand away, and glared at each other: "My daughter-in-law is not even a woman, how can I stay calm!"

"Alas..." Yan Heng sighed exaggeratedly, then raised his hand to wipe his face, and said in a sad tone: "From childhood, I always thought you were an enlightened mother, and never forced my sister and me to fight for the family property of the Yan family. What about finance, business, etc., but let us choose the subjects we like. I have always been proud and fortunate to have enlightened parents like you, but now it seems, alas..."

Yan Heng's "Blood and Tears Accusation" made Ms. Zuo Chanchan snort resentfully, sat down on the chair again, and stretched out a hand to him: "Bring it."

Yan Heng immediately chuckled, turned on the phone knowingly, found out the photo of the male god that he secretly took that day, stuffed it into the hands of his mother, and said proudly: "How about it, isn't he handsome?"

That photo was secretly taken in Ziyu's office. In the photo, Yuan Ziyu was wearing white home clothes and sitting on a gray-blue fabric sofa, holding a book in his hand.

The morning sun cast from the window behind him and poured on him, forming a halo on the top of the jet-black soft hair, with the high bridge of the nose as the dividing line, dyeing half of the fair skin light golden, The slender eyelashes spread out like butterfly wings, casting a faint shadow on the bottom of his eyes, maybe he was seeing something interesting, and the corners of his tightly pursed lips curled into a slight arc, as peaceful and graceful as an oil painting, Even those simple backgrounds are set off brilliantly.

Mother Yan held the phone and looked at it for a while, then nodded, returned the phone to Yan Heng, and agreed with him: "From the photo, he is indeed a good child, he looks very comfortable, but he looks a little thinner, like I'm not in good health...by the way, what's his name?"

"Yuan Ziyu." Yan Heng took the phone and said with a smile.

"Then what job is he doing now? How old is he?" Mother Yan asked again.

Because of the things he experienced when he was a child, Yan Heng didn't have to worry about Yuan Ziyu's identity to his mother, so he said truthfully: "He is an exorcist, he seems to be two years older than me."

"Exorcist?!" Mother Yan exclaimed, and then asked: "Then what does he have to do with the Yuan family?"

Yan Heng didn't know why his mother had such a big reaction, he frowned slightly: "I don't know about it, he never mentioned his family background. Does it matter?"

Mother Yan shook her head, her eyes fell on the jade tube hanging around Yan Heng's neck: "Actually, it's nothing, but the amulet you are wearing is the reason why your father used all his strength for you back then. The Yuan family begged to come."

"Oh..." Yan Heng pinched the jade tube with his fingers and twisted it thoughtfully. He couldn't help but think of the disgusted expression on the male god's face when he saw the jade tube... Both are exorcists and have the same surname , the male god and the Yuan family should have a close relationship, right?

"But don't tell your dad about this for now." The voice of the lord mother brought back Yan Heng's gradually diverging thoughts: "You know how stubborn your dad is, if you suddenly tell him that you found a boyfriend , then he has to be angry, so leave this matter to me first, and I'll gossip with him first, so that he can be more or less mentally prepared, and then you can find a good time to confess."

"En." Yan Heng nodded in agreement, and then immediately showed a flattering smile: "Then can I go and see him now?"

Ms. Zuo Chanchan looked at her son's hippie smiling face, she seemed to have no major problems other than his complexion, so she waved her hand: "Go, go."

Yan Heng, who received the permission of his mother, immediately got up from the hospital bed, changed his clothes and ran outside, leaving behind Yan's mother's instructions to be safe and come back early.

……

Compared with Yan Heng's recovery speed, Yuan Ziyu was very slow. Originally, he was in the weakness of backflow of spiritual energy, and was wounded by resentment. In the end, he forcibly broke through the seal, causing the seal to backfire. If Hu Zhu hadn't tried his best for him Healing with all his strength, I am afraid that he is now in danger.

He had been in a coma for two days. He woke up for a while just now, was fed some water by Xiao Sao, and then fell asleep again not long after.

Hu Zhu came out of the bedroom and gently closed the door, only to hear a knock on the door.

Opening the door, Yan Heng stood outside the door.

"You recovered so soon?" Hu Zhu looked at Yan Heng suspiciously, as if he was a little inconceivable.

"Yes." Yan Heng said: "I was really embarrassed that day. I didn't know why I passed out, and I'm asking you to take me to the hospital. By the way, where is Zi Yu? Isn't he sick? Is he recovering now? a little?"

"You...don't remember?" Hu Zhu asked with some uncertainty.

"Don't remember what?" Yan Heng looked confused.

"Get out!" Hu Zhu suddenly became angry: "Zi Yu doesn't want to see you at all now!"

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but slam the door shut with a bang, shutting Yan Heng out.

Now Yan Heng was completely dumbfounded, he didn't know what he had done to suddenly provoke Hu Zhu, even the male god didn't want to see him.

"Hey, open the door, what do you mean?!" Yan Heng slammed the door and shouted, "Zi Yu! Zi Yu! What's wrong?!"

"I said he doesn't want to see you, don't you understand?!" Hu Zhu shouted, and with a wave of his hand, a white light suddenly flashed on the anti-theft door, and Yan Heng who was knocking on the door was bounced away, hitting the wall of the corridor Then he fell to the ground and almost knocked Yan Heng who was just recovering from a serious illness and vomited blood.

Immediately afterwards, Hu Zhu's body lightly passed through the anti-theft door, and looked down at Yan Heng: "If it wasn't for Zi Yu's sake, I would have thrown you downstairs like a trash, let me tell you, Yan Heng, It is because of you that Ziyu became what he is today, but you keep forgetting what he has done for you, I really feel unworthy for Yuan Ziyu."

Yan Heng struggled to get up from the ground, rushed over and grabbed Hu Zhu's lapel, and asked sharply, "What happened to Zi Yu?!"

"Hmph." Hu Zhu snorted coldly, and with a slight wave of his hand, Yan Heng bumped into the wall of the corridor again.

"Go back. If he wants to see you after he wakes up, I won't stop him, but before he wakes up, I won't let you see him." After speaking, Hu Zhu went through the security door again, Leaving Yan Heng, who was sitting on the ground with a slumped face, outside the door alone.

The author has something to say:

After more than three months, I finally continued to update. Yuyu repaired the previous chapter. Dear friends, it is best to re-read the previous chapter

Yan Heng is a mortal, temporarily weak, but will become stronger in the future... it should be... _(:з」∠)_