My tablet has become the palm of the antique tycoon

Ming Yi thought he was interesting, so he couldn't help teasing a few more words, and learned his name by the way: Di Shushu.

There's something cute about the name, and it suits him well.

I heard that the name was given by his master.

Ming Yi couldn't help being curious, and asked who his master was?

Zhai Shushu shook his head and refused to say anything, and kept peeking at a tall building next to him.

Ming Yi guessed that his master should be there, and he was also one of the members sent by Yin Youran to protect him.

In this way, one floated in front and the other followed behind, wandering around all night.

During the day, Ming Yi would stay at home and sleep, and when he woke up, he would get stuck together with Cao Xuanhe, and at night he would go out and wander around with that coward.

In order to attract the attention of the Zhang family and his father, Ming Yi deliberately went for a stroll in an area he had never been to before.

I don't know if it was the Zhang family who saw that they were fishing and didn't dare to show their heads.

Still hiding in some corner, there is no information, I don't know that he has come out of the Town God's Temple, anyway, there is no movement at all.

But Ming Yi didn't care too much about them, because the daughter-in-law at home was sick.

Cao Xuanhe's illness came so suddenly that Ming Yi was not prepared for it.

He didn't know any living people, so he could only pick up the man's mobile phone and call Yin Youran.

After receiving the call, the other party quickly rushed over and drove Cao Xuanhe to the hospital.

The doctor concluded that excessive fatigue caused inflammation in the body, and inflammation caused high fever.

After a lot of busy work, Cao Xuanhe received the infusion, and Yin Youran sat by the hospital bed, holding a small black tablet in his hand, tapped it with his thumb, and asked in a low voice: "Ming Yi, what's wrong with your daughter-in-law?" What's going on?"

There was a bit of worry in the kid's tone: "I don't know either."

Ming Yi came home after five o'clock in the morning. At that time, Cao Xuanhe was still sound asleep. He climbed into bed as usual, and slipped into the man's arms, ready to rest with his wife in his arms.

At this time, he noticed that the temperature of the man's body was not right, it seemed to be much hotter than usual, and Cao Xuanhe's breathing was also heavier than usual.

Ming Yi took out a temperature gun and measured his temperature, only to find out that Cao Xuanhe had a high fever.

Yin Youran sighed after listening, "I didn't ask you this."

Ming Yi was puzzled: "Then what did you ask?"

Yin Youran: "...excessive fatigue."

"Is it because you two have been separated for too long, and you have no restraint in that aspect these days..."

"..."

Yin Youran waited for half a minute. Seeing that Mingyi was silent, he couldn't help knocking on the small tablet again: "Mingyi?"

"No."

There was a bit of embarrassment in Ming Yi's voice.

Yin Youran raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

Ming Yi: "...um."

Yin Youran continued jokingly: "How can I see that the anger in the corner of his mouth has vented a lot."

Ming Yi didn't know how to answer, and fell silent again.

Yin Youran also knew that he couldn't bully him harshly, otherwise when Cao Xuanhe woke up, he would definitely be in bad luck, so he changed the topic.

"In the past few days, he hasn't taken on the task, and coupled with his usual living habits, he looks like a retired old man aged 70 or [-]. It is impossible for him to be overtired."

Ming Yi thought for a while, and responded: "I also think that the daughter-in-law has been staying at home reading a book for the past few days, and she also goes to bed early at night. How could she be overtired? Is it possible that the doctor made a wrong diagnosis?"

"No." Yin Youran shook his head, pondered for half a second, and asked, "You said he goes to bed early every day?"

Ming Yi: "Well, I go to bed at 09:30 every day."

Yin Youran: "Do you go out every night?"

Ming Yi: "That's right. Didn't you say you want me to be the same as before? I just go out for a walk every day, thinking if I can lure Zhang Yixiong out."

Yin Youran: "That means you didn't see whether Cao Xuanhe was asleep or not."

Ming Yi affirmed: "Sleep, I always put my daughter-in-law to sleep before I go out."

Yin Youran asked, "How are you sure you've put him to sleep?"

Ming Yi said, "Just call him twice."

Yin Youran: "If he ignores you, do you think he is asleep?"

Ming Yi: "...Are you suspecting that my wife is lying to me?"

Yin Youran: "It's not that I doubt it, but I'm sure he's pretending to be asleep."

Ming Yi was puzzled: "Why are you pretending to be asleep?"

Yin Youran: "Why else, I don't worry about you."

Ming Yi paused, and said in surprise, "You mean he follows me out every night!"

Yin Youran looked up at the sleeping man, and said, "Look at his obvious dark circles, it should be."

"Forget it, let's talk about it after he wakes up."

Ming Yi was angry and distressed, and threw out a sentence for a long time: "This idiot."

Yin Youran also smiled when he heard the words, and said, "It's really stupid."

According to Cao Xuanhe's ability, a tracking talisman, a spirit, or a little ghost, no matter which method is better than him personally following him, I still don't feel at ease in the final analysis.

Cao Xuanhe slept very deeply this time, until the infusion was over and the nurse came to pull out the needle, he gradually woke up, quietly looking at the unfamiliar environment around him.

After the nurse pulled out the needle, he walked out of the ward. Cao Xuanhe sat up and asked the man sitting beside him, "Where's Ming Yi?"

Because of the high fever, my throat was dry and my voice was hoarse.

Yin Youran brought him a glass of warm water, and teased him, "It's really hard to see, so I'm looking for it in a hurry."

He pointed to the pillow behind the man: "It's beside your pillow."

Cao Xuanhe turned his head, saw Ming Yi's small tablet, secretly heaved a sigh of relief, picked it up, and squeezed it into his palm.

Yin Youran just pretended not to see his precious appearance, and asked, "Tell me, what's going on with you?"

Cao Xuanhe wanted to fool around casually: "It's nothing, just a common cold."

"The common cold caused by fatigue?"

Seeing that he had already guessed it, Cao Xuanhe didn't want to explain further.

Yin Youran smiled, didn't ask any more questions, got up and said, "Okay, since you're awake, there's nothing wrong with me, I've already brought you the medicine, remember to take it back and take it on time, I will I'm leaving."

Cao Xuanhe lifted the quilt, got up and got out of bed and said, "Together."

Yin Youran nodded in agreement, and drove him back to the entrance of the community.

When Cao Xuanhe returned home, he saw that the little ghost didn't come out of the memorial tablet as usual, so he tried to call out: "Ming Yi?"

The kid didn't make sense.

Cao Xuanhe knew that he was angry, tapped the small tablet with his index finger, and coaxed: "Ming Yi, you come out first, okay?"

"not good!"

Ming Yi is not like Cao Xuanhe, he acts like a gourd when he quarrels, and doesn't say a word.

When he was angry, he was like a small firecracker on fire, wishing to fight with someone on the spot.

Seeing his answer, Cao Xuanhe laughed lightly and asked, "Why not?"

"I don't want to talk to you."

Cao Xuanhe: "I want to explain to you."

"I don't listen!"

Cao Xuanhe: "Okay, then I won't talk about it."

"..."

Ming Yi felt that a mouthful of anger was suffocating in his chest, and he couldn't swallow it or let it out.

He wanted to reply without saying a word!

But after holding it inside for a while, the more he thought about it, the more angry he got, he couldn't help but get out of the memorial tablet, pointed at the man's nose and cursed: "You are a fucking idiot!"

Before he finished speaking, his wrist was grabbed by the man and pulled into his arms.

"Little thing, I really can't hold my breath at all."

Cao Xuanhe's voice was hoarse, coupled with a cold, with a strong nasal voice, it was actually very nice and attractive.

Ming Yi is not to be outdone: "You think that everyone is like you, that when you get angry, you keep silent, and you can't hold a fart for a long time."

Cao Xuanhe didn't refute, just pinched his face with a smile.

Ming Yi pushed his hand away angrily: "Don't touch me, tell me honestly, what's going on with you?"

Cao Xuanhe hooked his lips: "The body is too weak."

Ming Yi didn't believe his nonsense: "You are lying, Yin Youran told me, you look weak, but in fact, you are in good health, your cough in winter is caused by the problems left by doing tasks before, and now it is still far away from winter. It's early."

Cao Xuanhe pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "Why does Yin Youran tell you everything?"

Ming Yi deliberately said: "Because we have a good relationship."

Sure enough, as soon as the words came out, the man shuddered on his forehead: "Nonsense."

"Oh." Ming Yi rubbed his forehead and glared at him: "I learned from you."

Cao Xuanhe tried to change the subject: "I'm a little hungry."

Ming Yi said angrily: "If you are hungry, you will be hungry, if you don't tell the truth, you will be starved to death!"

"..."

Unexpectedly, the kid was not fooled this time.

Cao Xuanhe saw that he couldn't hide it, so he honestly confessed that he had been following in secret the past few nights when he went out tomorrow.

Ming Yi got an affirmative answer from him, and became even angrier, and gave him a shudder: "Are you a fool?"

Cao Xuanhe held his wrist: "I don't trust you."

"I'm an adult ghost, and there are so many little ghosts and warlocks secretly protecting me, why don't you worry about it?"

Cao Xuanhe pursed his lips and remained silent.

Ming Yi said angrily: "If I knew you were so worried, I wouldn't come back to see you."

After finishing speaking, he felt that what he said was a bit too much, curled his lips, and his tone softened a little: "Okay, you sit down quickly, I'll order food for you."

Cao Xuanhe didn't let go, rested his chin on Ming Yi's shoulder, took out his mobile phone and handed it to him, saying, "Order here."

Ming Yi was also polite, entered the password skillfully, opened a certain software, and asked, "Is there anything you want to eat?"

Cao Xuanhe shook his head: "No."

He had just subsided from a high fever, and he didn't really have any appetite. Just saying that he was hungry was just an excuse to change the subject.

But he didn't eat in the morning, and now he really needs to eat something to replenish his strength.

Ming Yi deliberately said: "Then I'll order you a spicy fish head and spicy chicken?"

Cao Xuanhe smiled and tilted his head, bit his earlobe, and murmured.

Mingyi saw that the man promised with his mouth, but his hands were dishonest.

It is estimated that if he really dared to order, Cao Xuanhe could kill him on the spot.

He was just talking fast for a while. The man was sick, his stomach was weak, and his voice was hoarse. How could he eat heavy oil and spicy food?

Ming Yi held down his troubled hand with his left hand, tapped quickly on the phone screen with his right hand, and ordered a few light meals that Cao Xuanhe liked to eat.

For the next two days, Ming Yi was worried that Cao Xuanhe would mess around again, so he didn't go out for a stroll at night, and stayed at home to supervise the man to have a good rest.

In fact, not only Cao Xuanhe was worried about him, but Ming's parents, Ming's mother, and Chenghuang were also worried.

Knowing that he was stolen by Yin Youran, the City God almost rushed to Yin Youran's house, but was stopped by Master Liu later.

Now Ming Yi is like the eldest brother and second brother, calling Ming's parents and mother every morning and evening to ensure that he is safe and well.

Although it was a bit troublesome, but being able to stay with his wife all the time, Ming Yi endured it.

It was past six o'clock in the evening, and one person and one ghost were sitting on the sofa watching a movie.

Cao Xuanhe's cell phone rang suddenly, it was Wan Baozhai's landline.

At this point in time, the store has already closed, it should be Cao Zhong, Qian Yu and the others calling.

Cao Xuanhe slid the answer button, clicked on the loudspeaker, and just asked what happened?

Qian Yu's anxious voice came from over there: "Master, the ice particles have escaped again!"