Dressed as a salted fish, I want to sing every day

"You have a headache?"

Zong Shuo froze for a moment, then asked with a frown.

Bo Sui's other examinations were normal, and there was no trauma on his body.He also forgot to do the CT. Hearing that he wanted to do a brain CT, his first reaction was to suspect that he had a headache, and his expression couldn't help but become serious.

Bo Sui pursed his lips and considered his words:

"It's not very painful, just want to check."

He couldn't tell Zong Shuo that he suspected that he had dementia at a young age, and he was a little forgetful, right?

This kind of privacy related to personal wisdom and dignity, even Bo Sui is a bit concerned about it even if he is a salty fish.

Zong Shuo looked at him, but thought he was afraid that he was worried, so he didn't say anything, his eyes paused slightly, and he felt a little strange when he saw Bo Sui smiling at him with a pale face, but his face was still cold, no He raised his voice, nodded and said: "This time the matter is not small, and indeed we should check it out as a whole. I was negligent."

After finishing speaking, Zong Shuo frowned and immediately made a phone call.

Bo Sui didn't know what Zong Shuo was thinking about for a moment.

Seeing him busy, he blinked slightly, feeling a little moved that the boss of the Special Administration Bureau was so responsible and did it himself. Just as he opened his mouth to say thank you, Zong Shuo had already walked outside the door with his phone.

Bo Sui shook his head, so he had no choice but to stop talking.

But when Zong Shuo went to arrange CT, the mobile phone beside him suddenly rang.

The bell rang suddenly, Bo Sui frowned and picked it up to see, it turned out to be Yi Huaiu.

Hey, the protagonist is back?

Just thinking about it, he picked up the phone.

Yi Huaijiu saw Bo Sui's message at that time, when he saw that he said he received a strange phone call, he immediately thought of the recent murder of a female ghost on the phone, and his expression changed instantly.

But at this time, nearly two days had passed since Bo Sui sent him a message.

He has never seen the message!

Yi Huaijiu didn't dare to think about how dangerous Bo Sui was alone, and when he was frowning and driving back, Zong Shuo called, saying that the case of the female phone ghost had been solved.

The other party's voice was cold, Yi Huaijiu thanked him and hung up the phone.

Driving for a long time made his eyes a little sore. After stopping the car, he thought that Bo Sui was in the hospital now, and he didn't know if he had woken up. He hesitated and called.

The phone was quiet for a moment, and Yi Huaijiu himself didn't realize that he was really relieved when he heard Bo Sui's voice.

Bo Sui was a little puzzled when he heard no one talking in his ear.

"Hello." He picked it up, his voice raised a little.

Yi Huaijiu paused for a moment before speaking in a deep voice:

"A-year-old, are you okay now?"

"Zong Shuo has already told me the matter, I'm sorry, I didn't see your message earlier." His voice was full of guilt.

If he hadn't seen the phone, Bo Sui would never have been in danger. Fortunately, Zong Shuo rescued him in time, otherwise...

Yi Huaijiu can't even imagine the consequences, he will never forgive himself.

Bo Sui didn't expect the protagonist Shou to call him to apologize, so he was a little surprised.

In fact, this matter has nothing to do with the other party. The other party is just busy. This time, there may be some special circumstances that make it inconvenient to answer the phone.

Although he was almost in danger, Bo Sui never felt that the protagonist Shou was responsible for him, even if the other party was a celestial master.

So after hearing his words, he was a little strange.

"I'm ok."

"It's none of your business."

Hearing that Bo Sui's tone didn't mean to blame him at all, Yi Huaijiu was startled for a moment, then shook his head.

The duty of the celestial master is to protect ordinary people. He has seen too many people who resent the celestial master because of danger. This is the first time...

Some people really think that it has nothing to do with the celestial master, and the celestial master may also encounter troubles before it is too late.

Bo Sui comforted him in turn, and told Yi Huaijiu to tighten his hand on the steering wheel.

Lowering his eyes, he actually began to feel that the rules of those ancestors were out of date.

If it wasn't for turning off all communications after entering the mountain...

Yi Huaijiu pursed his lips and his eyes flashed, Bo Sui coughed and changed the subject.

"By the way, are you coming back?"

Yi Huaijiu knew what Bo Sui was thinking, and nodded in agreement.

"I'm on my way back."

"Should be there tonight."

"Be careful on the road."

Bo Suiqing coughed, saw Zong Shuo come in after completing the checklist, bowed his head and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine here."

"I'm going to check first."

As soon as he hung up the phone, Zong Shuo glanced and knew it was Yi Huaijiu.For the other party's matter this time, he can't say that he has a good impression.

Therefore, the expression on his face was faint, and he even frowned slightly.

After putting away the phone, Bo Sui looked up and saw the protagonist Gong's faint eyes, and paused slightly.

Thinking hesitantly: He and the protagonist Shou talked for too long, did the protagonist Gong feel unhappy?

Because of the lessons learned from last time, Bo Sui quickly pushed Zong Shuo's gaze just now to his own guess, and rarely explained:

"Mr. Yi said just now that he was coming back."

Zong Shuo nodded without paying attention.

"Let's go and check."

Bo Sui: ...?

Why?Why doesn't the protagonist Gong play his cards according to the routine?

But it is still important to do CT.

Bo Sui was thinking about CT.

After finishing, I was also a little restless, looking up from time to time on the chair next to me.

Seeing this, Zong Shuo glanced at him, hesitated to comfort him: "It will be fine."

Bo Sui didn't seem to expect Zong Shuo to speak at this time, he was surprised, but still nodded.

"Thank you."

An hour later, the CT scan finally came out, and the screen showed that everything in Bo Sui's brain was normal.

There is no problem.

When Bo Sui got the film, his expression was complicated for a moment.

So everything is normal... how can he be so forgetful?

He entered old age early?

Bo Sui twitched the corner of his mouth.

But everything was normal in the medical examination, no matter how strange he was, he could only suppress his thoughts from the bottom of his heart.

"Maybe I haven't rested recently, okay?"

When Zong Shuo thought about his live broadcast every night, his expression was weird for a moment.

Bo Sui didn't know what Zong Shuo was thinking of, he sighed, and looked at his CT results sadly.

On the other side, in a high-end coffee shop.

On the seat on the second floor, Xi Xuansheng glanced downstairs, but suddenly stopped, frowned and closed his eyes.

The noisy voice echoing in the city was fleeting, but it was isolated carelessly.

Only a few faint voices resembling ravings appeared intermittently.

Those ravings couldn't make out the time and place, like a madman whispering in his ear.

Xi Xuansheng tapped his knuckles lightly on the table, a little surprised:

"Recently, there are a few more wishes that have been condensed independently?"

Xi Xuansheng's expression was inexplicable.

There are very few vows in this world. After all, few people believe in anything. Since they don't believe, it is difficult to generate wishes from the bottom of their hearts. What's more, such self-condensed vows rarely appear.

He hasn't paid attention to it for many years.

Xi Xuansheng was a little curious about how these wishes came from.

However, those babblings disappeared very quickly, and before he caught them, they had already merged into the noisy world and dissipated.

Whereabouts unknown?

The handsome man opened his eyes and muttered to himself, then squinted his eyes, showing some interest.

Although Xi Xuansheng has given up his godly body for many years, he can still hear the voices in this city.Those good and bad voices pass by, and he usually pays little attention to them.

The gods who have given up their identity will not respond to their beliefs, but carelessly let those prayers that have no owner day after day gradually dissipate and sink into the leylines.

but……

This does not mean that Xi Xuansheng will not be interested at all.

The gods occasionally look down on the world.

Find some fun for yourself, otherwise the long hours will be too boring.

Xi Xuansheng tapped his knuckles lightly on the table a few times, thoughtfully.

He remembered that there seemed to be... there were still some people who believed in him in this city, maybe he could ask them to check it out in their free time.

After all, he is resting, so it's better not to interfere too much.

Xi Xuansheng always abided by the rules he set. Wearing a three-piece black suit, the elegant and decent young man picked up the coffee in his hand and raised the corners of his lips.

Bo Sui didn't know that he had unintentionally absorbed the victim's grateful wishes, which had already attracted the attention of the unspeakable existence.

He originally wanted to be discharged from the hospital after the examination, but because he said that his head was uncomfortable, even though the examination results showed that there was nothing wrong, Bo Sui was still asked to stay in the hospital temporarily.

Bo Sui committed a crime of his own accord, and it was hard to say that he didn't have a headache at all at this time, so he could only agree with Zong Shuo's words.

The two remained relatively silent for a long time. Under the silent gaze of the protagonist, Bo Sui really didn't know what to say, and finally he could only say: "If I don't go back today, I have to go to the live broadcast room and ask for leave first."

Zong Shuo looked at Bo Sui's phone and frowned slightly as he thought of something.But thinking that this is the neighbor's occupation, he still didn't open his mouth in the end.

Bo Sui didn't know that because Zong Shuo saw the live broadcast last time, the other party didn't like the fans in his live broadcast room at all.

I just thought he was not interested in these.

Bo Sui turned his gaze to the phone.

He didn't bring the computer with him when he came, but fortunately, he can operate it on his mobile phone if he asks for leave.After logging into his account, he explained the reason for asking for leave, and hung up a leave note for hospitalization, and then slowly went offline.

The fans in the live broadcast room didn't know what happened to Bo Sui, and they were still waiting for Bo Sui's live broadcast today.

As a result, the person didn't wait, but instead got a leave note.

Seeing the leave note, fans immediately became worried.

"Huh, hospitalized?"

"Did something happen to the anchor?"

"Why are you hospitalized suddenly? You were fine yesterday."

Because the live broadcast room was closed, many people left messages on Bo Sui's Weibo.

As soon as he changed the page and logged on to Weibo, he saw private messages one after another, and suddenly felt the mood of the wedding ghost.

However, although he always felt that the fans in the live broadcast room were a bunch of pissed-off rebels, seeing how concerned they were about his illness, Bo Sui's brows relaxed a little, and he typed with a gentle expression:

"Some accidents happened, and you may need to be hospitalized for observation for a day or two, but it's nothing serious, so don't worry."

"After I come back, the owed live broadcast will be updated."

He picked out one or two previous answers, and finally made the fans feel a little relieved, and quickly comforted the injured anchor.

"Woooo, it's good that the anchor is fine."

"I was shocked when I saw the request for leave in the live broadcast room. I thought something was wrong with the host. I was so scared that I followed my grandfather and worshiped the statue to pray for the host. Fortunately, the host is fine."

Bo Sui, who was casually browsing and paying attention:?

pray...

He twitched his mouth and glanced at this ID. This is the top boss in his live broadcast room. He is very generous. It is said that he is a very wealthy third generation.

I didn't expect such a family to be superstitious.

Bo Sui shook his head, but for the sake of the other party's kindness, he hesitated for a moment, and typed "Thank you" under the conspicuous prayer message.

Then turned off the phone.

……

In the high-end villa area of ​​Yun City, a young man with red hair was eating. He just glanced at his mobile phone in his hand, and immediately said loudly: "Damn."

"So amazing!"

"I just finished praying to the idol, and the anchor returned to me?"

Bo Sui seldom responds to people's messages. From his live broadcast to now, apart from his normal work, he doesn't answer more than five sentences online.

Even though Hongmao is a top leader, he has never received preferential treatment. This is the first time that the anchor replied to his words, and he was immediately flattered.

This is the anchor!

That gentleman with a gentle and gentle voice!

Hongmao was so excited that he almost jumped up from his chair.

The tall and straight old man standing in front of the statue looked up at him, and immediately frowned and reprimanded him out of anger.

"What do you do when you're surprised!"

"I'm not afraid of disturbing the statue."

Hongmao came back to his senses and scratched his head. Although he didn't believe that the statue would really be disturbed, he didn't dare to refute the superstitious grandpa.

He just glanced secretly and muttered: "Is this thing really magical?"

"It's also possible that the blind cat ran into a dead mouse."

"The one-in-a-thousand probability is not impossible."

The old man didn't bother to pay attention to him, and after a cold snort, he focused on worshiping God.

……

It was only one night, and Xi Xuansheng had just allocated a sliver of energy to respond to those believers who had believed in him for many years, when he heard the sound of prayer.

"Pray for the health of a young anchor?"

Xi Xuansheng raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect people to pray for such a thing now.

Even though he has been trying to integrate into human society for a long time after waking up, Xi Xuansheng is still a little hard to understand this kind of thing, but this does not prevent him from giving some help appropriately.

After all, it's just a little effort.

But... the anchor?

He was a little curious.

Maybe he should try to integrate from these people again. Xi Xuansheng followed the prayer of his heart and found a live broadcast room. After hesitating for a while, imitating the appearance of human beings, he looked at the cartoon salted fish head of the anchor with great interest. Placed a...Follow?