Jun Shao's Transit Wife

Lin Yuan was very thin, and his cheeks were a little sunken, obviously caused by long-term illness.

Sitting on the sofa at this time, he also looked a little out of spirits, with one hand propping his left cheek, and his elbow resting on the armrest of the sofa.

"How old are you?" Lin Yuan spoke, his voice was a little hoarse, not sharp, but very gentle, giving people a relaxed feeling.

"17 years old." An Chen replied.

"It's so small..." Lin Yuan chuckled, and said, "Do you know that many famous experts have treated me, but they are helpless?"

An Chen said calmly: "I know, but it's already at this point, so what if you try again? Anyway, you can't find someone who can cure you."

"Heh..." Lin Yuan was amused by An Chen's words. He looked at An Chen and said, "It's interesting, so I'll give you a chance to try it. But didn't Chen Bingyuan say that the person who came to treat me was an old man?"

"That's my master. It's inconvenient for him to be an old man today. Let me help you. Don't worry, I have no problem diagnosing your illness. Just go back and report the situation to my master. He will treat your condition according to what I said. Make a judgment and prescribe medicine for you." An Chen said calmly.

"Okay, how do I cooperate?" Lin Yuan relaxed and sat on the sofa, looking at An Chen and asked.

An Chen walked towards Lin Yuan, sat down on the other side of the sofa, took out a sponge ball and handed it to Lin Yuan, saying: "Mr. Lin holds it, don't put it down."

Lin Yuan cooperatively caught the somewhat soft thing and held it in his hand, and saw An Chen put his hand on Lin Yuan's wrist to diagnose Lin Yuan's pulse.

Everyone's attention was on Lin Yuan's wrist, no one noticed how resistant An Chen was when he put his hand on Lin Yuan's wrist.

A warm feeling came from his wrist, which made Lin Yuan's expression gradually serious from the looseness just now, and then he squinted his eyes again, feeling as if his whole body was wrapped in warm water, which was very comfortable, and gradually became a little drowsy feeling.

The young man in military uniform kept looking at An Chen with a playful expression.

An Chen noticed it, but ignored it.

After taking the pulse, An Chen took a closer look at Lin Yuan's eyes, nails, skin, lip color, tongue...

It can be said that An Chen gave Lin Yuan a full physical examination, which took nearly 45 minutes to complete.

After all, acting is a complete set.

"Mr. Lin, I have already done a detailed examination for you and recorded everything. I will show it to my master when I get back and ask him to make a diagnosis for you. If there is no accident, I will send you medicine tomorrow." An Chen said .

"Is this sure it can be cured?" Lin Yuan regained consciousness from that comfortable state, he looked at An Chen and said.

"There is no disease that my master can't cure." As soon as An Chen finished speaking, he just stared at him, and the young man who had never spoken spoke, "So confident? To help Chen Bingyuan, don't make my uncle's illness worse." gone."

uncle?

It turned out that this person was Lin Yuan's nephew.

"I'm still very medically virtuous." An Chen said.

"Then I'll wait and see. As long as my uncle recovers from his illness, my uncle will help Chen Bingyuan." The young man said.

An Chen looked at Lin Yuan, as if asking if this person's words could be trusted?

Lin Yuan nodded and said gently, "Yes."

"Okay, Mr. Lin can give me what you have now." An Chen reached out to ask Lin Yuan for the sponge ball he put in Lin Yuan's hand at the beginning.

Lin Yuan looked at the unknown object in his hand, handed it back to An Chen and asked, "What is that?"

An Chen put the things in his pocket calmly, and said, "Things that make people relax, the diagnosis effect will be better only when the whole body is relaxed."

Lin Yuan recalled his state just now, it seemed that he was indeed very relaxed, and that feeling was particularly comfortable.

He looked at An Chen's pocket and said, "Can you give me one?"

"No, this thing is time-sensitive, and it will be useless after a certain period of time." An Chen said without thinking.

Sponge Ball has been with him since he was born, and he is already one with him. He has never tried to let Sponge Ball leave him, let alone what will happen after Sponge Ball leaves him.

"That's a pity." Lin Yuan really felt a little pity, and he wanted to feel the relaxed feeling just now.

An Chen took out another bottle from his pocket and put it on the coffee table, saying: "Here is a bottle of medicine, which is very good for the heart. Mr. Lin takes three pills before going to bed at night, and it will make you sleep comfortably all night." .”

This is actually just a bottle of tonic, which was specially developed by Wu Zhongheng for An Chen. He took An Chen with him since he was a child. When he was a child, An Chen was in poor health due to malnutrition, so he developed some supplements for An Chen that are suitable for children. And as An Chen grows up and his physical condition changes, these supplements will gradually improve.

Later, it became a habit, and until now I still maintain the habit of developing supplements for An Chen, but now that An Chen is in good health, he doesn't take it often. This bottle was given to him by Wu Zhongheng years ago. There's still half a bottle left.

It just happened to be very suitable for Lin Yuan. Anyway, what Lin Yuan needs now is not medicine, but supplements.

After putting down the things, An Chen turned around and left.

After coming out, An Chen couldn't help rubbing his hands again and again. Just touching Lin Yuan's wrist made him extremely uncomfortable. Now he can't wait to go back quickly, wash his hands and take a shower.

In the villa——

The housekeeper kept watching. After An Chen left, he looked at Lin Yuan and asked, "Mr. Lin, a young boy who is only 17 years old, can you believe it?"

"Anyway, I can't find anyone to treat me for the time being, so it's okay to let him try." Lin Yuan was still thinking about the relaxed feeling just now, not because of that relaxed feeling that he trusted An Chen, but He wanted to try that relaxing feeling again, so he decided to let An Chen try it.

"Then this bottle of medicine?" The butler actually wanted to step forward and throw away the medicine. Can a 17-year-old boy's things be reliable?

"Take one for testing," Lin Yuan said.

The butler had no choice but to do as he wanted.

"Uncle, it's getting late, I should go back too." The young man got up and straightened his military uniform and said.

"Go, don't always work so hard, the task is endless." Lin Yuan urged.

The young man nodded slightly and left.

He was slowly driving the off-road vehicle on the quiet street, with soft and soothing music playing in the car, and his bony fingers holding the steering wheel were clasping rhythmically.

It's a bit cool at night today, with the car windows open, the cool breeze blows in slowly, which is very comfortable.

The young man was thinking about rewarding himself and making himself some supper when he got home, but his eyes were attracted by the figure squatting under a tree by the side of the road, and the car slowly slowed down and stopped.

That's... the young man who treated his uncle before?

At this time, under the dim streetlight, the young man was squatting next to a stray cat, not knowing what he was looking at.

An Chen looked at the stray cat in front of him, and saw that the stray cat was looking at him vigilantly. A passerby next to him said to him: "Young man, don't go near that cat. This cat bit a little girl this morning. The little girl is still lying in the hospital, and the vaccine is useless."

"Thank you for the reminder." After the man left, An Chen looked at the stray cat again, with regret in his eyes.

At this time, he saw a doll on top of the stray cat, and there was an electric baton on the doll.

Neither the doll nor the electric baton was real, just a cloud of black gas floating above the head of the stray cat.

That cloud of black air was what he often referred to as turbid air, which could be absorbed by sponge balls.

Ordinary people can't see it, but he is not an ordinary person.

It's like when he was transferring luck to cousin Wu Jun, he saw a pile of money and a knife formed by turbid air above his cousin Wu Jun's head.

When Lin Yuan was transported and treated just now, he saw a heart formed by turbid air on top of Lin Yuan's head, and there were some cracks on the heart.

Lin Yuan's disease is in the heart, and the general treatment is really useless, except for transfer, and it needs to be transferred several times.

At this moment, he saw the doll and the electric baton on the stray cat. The doll means a little girl, and the electric baton belongs to the little girl. This means that the stray cat did not bite the little girl for no reason, but was bitten by After the little girl was abused with an electric baton, she couldn't bear it and bit the little girl.

However, these other people couldn't see it, and only felt that the little girl was pitiful and the stray cat was hateful.

He sighed softly, said "I'd like to lend you some luck", then flicked the stray cat's forehead with his fingers, and then got up and left.

The young man kept looking at An Chen in the car, saw An Chen flick his fingers, and thought that An Chen was just teasing the little animals. He didn't drive away until An Chen left.

An Chen, who returned to the rental house, endured exhaustion and sleepiness, picked up his mobile phone and called Wu Zhongheng, "Grandpa, prepare some medicine for me..."

An Chen reported the names of some medicines, and asked Wu Zhongheng to divide these medicines into equal quantities and pack them up.

About half an hour later, An Chen took out the sponge ball and kneaded it. In the next second, Lin Yuan's memory entered An Chen's mind.

Surprisingly, An Chen didn't feel despair, abyss, and hell from Lin Yuan's memory this time.

Calm and quiet, some very simple memories made An Chen very relaxed.

After a few minutes, he opened his eyes, his eyes full of surprise.

As if he had discovered a new continent, he quickly picked up his mobile phone and called Wu Zhongheng. After connecting there, he said to Wu Zhongheng, "Grandpa, I found that there are people whose memories are not so negative."

Hearing what An Chen said, Wu Zhongheng on the other end couldn't help being stunned and asked, "Is there still such a situation?"

"Yes, I went to help that man named Lin Yuan today. When I came back to purify the turbid air, I found that his memory was not negative at all, but clean. Grandpa, what do you think is the situation?" An Chen asked.

Wu Zhongheng thought for a while and said: "Probably he takes life and death very lightly, and doesn't care about life or death. It's flat and not too hard."

"So..." An Chen looked out the window quietly, it seems that not all people in this world are greedy for profit.

"In this case, the next transfer will be smooth." Lin Yuan's situation is very special, and one transfer is definitely not enough.

When he found out that Lin Yuan needed two transfers to return to normal, he regretted agreeing to Xu Wen's help. After all, two transfers proved that he needed to absorb the patient's negative memories twice.

But he didn't expect that Lin Yuan's memory would be so clean that it wouldn't make him feel uncomfortable at all, so that the next transfer would not cause any discomfort.

After hanging up the phone, he went into the bathroom to take a shower.

This time, he took a full wash for nearly an hour. If it wasn't because he was too sleepy, he probably could wash it again.

After washing, he climbed into bed and fell asleep in his pajamas.