When blood clan meets metaphysics

The ambulance came quickly, and the hotel owner was afraid that someone might die. Ye An didn't leave with the ambulance, and told Ye Qing to send the hospital address before turning around and walking to the second floor of the hotel.

Pushing open the door, the weather at the end of August, the sun was shining brightly outside, but the temperature inside the private room was astonishingly low.

After entering the private room, Ye'an sat down on a chair in the back, looking at a corner of the room.

"Tell me, what's the situation?"

There was silence in the box.

Seeing no one answered for a while, he raised his eyes with a little impatient expression, and slowly stood up.

"If you don't say it now, you won't have a chance to say it later." Ye'an said as he stepped closer to the corner.

His pace was very slow, as if he was giving the other party a chance to speak, until Ye An stepped forward, there was no second sound in the room.

"I don't know what to do." Ye'an raised his hand and scratched in the air, slowly tightening his fingertips, with a low voice.

"Ah! Cough cough... my lord, spare me! I said, I said..." A sharp female voice suddenly came from the void, and the voice was full of pain and fear.

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Outside the rescue room, the three of Ye Qing were fidgeting and circling in the corridor. There was a middle-aged couple beside them. The woman was pale and her eyes were reddish. Only the arms can stand firm, and the man also looked anxious, and at the same time he did not forget to pat his wife on the shoulder to show comfort.

After an hour of rescue, finally, the door of the emergency room opened slowly.

Several people hurriedly went up to surround the doctor and asked questions in a hurry. The doctor waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet. After scanning around, he stopped at the middle-aged couple, "Are you the patient's parents?"

Seeing the two nodding, the doctor continued: "The patient's life is not in danger, and his consciousness has recovered now, but his current state is not out of danger, and he still needs to be hospitalized for observation. Your family members should pay more attention."

"Doctor, my son has always been in good health. He has rarely had a cold or fever since he was a child... How did this happen..." Hearing that his second son was not out of danger, Father Yan was both worried and panicked.

The doctor didn't explain much, but only gave a few more precautions before leaving.

There was no trace of blood on the face of Yan Jing who was pushed out, and there was still a faint abnormal blue color under his eyes. The mother of Yan felt a pain in her heart when she saw it, and she couldn't stop crying.

The ward where Yan Jing lived was a single room, and there were five people around the bed. Yan Jing just woke up and his consciousness was a little groggy, and his memory was still in eating with the other three.

After hearing the narratives of several roommates, he was still in a daze.

Yan Jing opened his mouth and shivered, "I...it's so cold, the air conditioner...is off~"

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other. They all knew the reason why Yan Jing fell ill. Naturally, no one turned on the air conditioner. The temperature inside the house was at least around 38 degrees, and it was three o'clock in the afternoon, and the air outside the window was even distorted by the high temperature. , There were thin beads of sweat on their foreheads.

"I... I'll go get the quilt again." Covering up the worry in his eyes, Father Yan got up and planned to find a nurse after speaking.

When Ye An came in, he happened to meet Father Yan who was about to leave.

"May I ask who you are?" Looking at the other party, he didn't look like his son's classmate.

"Uncle, we are together. He was in the restaurant to deal with the follow-up matters just now, so he didn't come with us." Ye Qing who heard the voice raised his head and looked outside the door, seeing that it was his ancestor and hurriedly explained.

Chong Yan's father nodded slowly, and Ye An walked past him to the ward.

"Old Ancestor, how is my friend? Can you handle it?"

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was on Yan Jing, Ye Qing quietly approached Ye An and asked in a low voice. The hospital has not given a specific reason so far. I am afraid that Yan Jing's condition is not as simple as a normal illness.

On the hospital bed, Yan Jing huddled under the quilt and shivered all over, his face was blue from the cold, Ye An stepped forward a few steps and looked at Yan Jing with lowered eyes, then he stretched out a hand and said in a cold voice: "Hold my hand."

Mother Yan was very puzzled by this man's strange behavior. Although she had doubts in her heart, she didn't show it on her face and didn't stop her. The others also looked at Ye Qing suspiciously, their eyes seemed to ask what your parents are doing?

Ye Qing didn't have time to pay attention to them. At this moment, he nodded vigorously at Yan Jing, who was showing a questioning face, with such an urgent look that he almost grabbed the other's hand and stuffed it into his ancestor's.

The palm in front of him was still stable, and it was placed in the most convenient position for him. He only needed to raise it a little to touch it, so Yan Jing stretched out a hand...

The moment the two hands touched, Yan Jing could only feel the cold air pouring out of his body like a flood, and it disappeared in an instant, and Yean withdrew his palm a few seconds later.

And Yan Jing's body curled up in the quilt was covered in sweat, with a blush on his cheeks.

The change before and after is so obvious that everyone in the house who is not blind can see it. When they noticed that their son's hands were slowly warming up, Mother Yan immediately burst into tears with excitement.

Li Yufeng and Shi Lei looked at each other in disbelief, Ye Qing's parents are too awesome!A touch of this hand can solve problems that even doctors can't handle. If you touch them, wouldn't it be more useful than a panacea!So they both looked at Ye'an's hand with fiery eyes...

At this time, Father Yan just came back with the quilt in his arms. Knowing that his son was cured, he quickly left the quilt and rushed to the hospital bed.

Seeing the family of three embracing each other, Ye Qing and the others were also happy for Yan Jing's recovery, but after all, it's not easy for outsiders to join in, so the three of them all retreated to a corner of the ward and whispered.

"It's great that Yan Jing can recover! But Xiao Qingzi, who are your parents, how can it be good to be touched by his hand? Why don't you touch me too!" Shi Lei whispered.

"Ye Qing, are you brother? Let your parents come to us too, I feel uncomfortable in my cervical spine recently..." Li Changfeng rubbed his stiff neck as he spoke.

Ye Qing was taken aback by the indecency of these two people. What does this mean for his ancestor, a massager?

"Shut up, both of you! If you have the ability, go and tell your husband yourself, what's the point of talking here? Don't blame me for not reminding you, my family... Mr. has very good hearing, he heard what you just said. "

The two fell in love immediately after hearing the words, Mingming Yeqing's parents and elders looked young, but they had an inexplicably majestic and inviolable aura.

After a while, the members of the Yan family recovered from their joy, and when they learned about their son's recovery from his wife, Father Yan hurriedly thanked Ye'an.

He waved his hand to interrupt the other party, "It's not over." Ye An stretched out his hand to Yan Jing again, "Bring back the things."

When this beautiful hand appeared in front of his eyes again, Yan Jing almost reached out to hold it instinctively, and only reacted when he heard what the other party said behind him, and he couldn't help showing doubts.

"That...Mr. Ye'an, I don't know what you want me to return?" Yan Jing thought over and over in his mind, and he really didn't take anything from the other party.

Father Yan thought he was referring to the reward for this attack, so he quickly handed over his business card: "Mr. Ye'an, right? If you need anything, you can just say it, as long as I can do it, I will find it for you."

This Mr. Ye'an is not an ordinary person at first glance, his son probably encountered some dirty things, it is not cheap for a master like the other party to make a move, but the other party saved his son's life, even if the lion opened his mouth, he would admit it.

Looking at the business card, Ye An frowned slightly, and looked directly at Yan Jing, "Your recovery is only temporary now, and if you don't return the things, this matter will not end."

Now, Father Yan also knew that something was wrong. It was obvious that his son took something that should not be taken to cause this incident, so he hurriedly scolded his son: "What did you take? Hurry up and hand it over." !"

At this moment, Yan Jing also panicked, but he really didn't remember that he had taken anything that he shouldn't have taken.

"Little... Yan Jing, is it the jade you mentioned?" Shi Lei suddenly said at this moment, he remembered that Yan Jing mentioned that he had picked up a jade a few days ago.

Yan Jing couldn't help being startled, he remembered.

"I... I picked up a jade pendant a week ago..."

A week ago, he visited the antique city with a friend who is an antique lover. On the return trip, he picked up a jade pendant under an old tree. His friend said that the jade pendant was not bad and he could keep it. He picked up the jade and put it away. It was just a trivial matter and he didn't care about it. He left it at home and never cared about it.

"It should be it. Now that I think about it, it seems that since I picked up that jade, I started to sleep badly and dream a lot every night, and I can't remember the content of the dream at all. The things are still in my house. Mr. Ye An now Do you want it?" The more Yan Jing said, the more he felt that something was wrong, that jade was too wicked.

After listening to Yan Jing's narration, Ye An stretched out his palm again, as if he was a little impatient that Yan Jing hadn't handed over the things, "Okay, hand it over."

"Mr. Ye'an, the thing is really not on me. If you don't believe me, look at me..." Seeing that Ye'an refused to give up, Yan Jing fumbled all over his body to show his innocence. When he took it out, it turned out to be a jade pendant.

He clearly remembered that he left this thing at home, how could it appear in his pocket?

After taking the jade pendant from Yan Jing, Ye An sized it up and waved to Ye Qing, "Bring a pen and paper, I tell you to write it down."

Ye Qing didn't move, and after thinking about it, she asked, "Um... sir, do you need a pen and paper? My mobile phone can also memorize it." Who in this world still carries a pen and paper with him.

Goodnight:"……"

The ward fell into a strange silence, and found that the atmosphere was not right. Ye Qing lowered her head and did not dare to look at his ancestor.

"Name...Shang Xuexiao, born in...died in..." Ye An's speech was very slow, as if he was listening to someone say it and repeating it. It was even more difficult for Ye Qing to remember. There is every reason to believe that his family's ancestors were really retelling other people's words.

"Go back and set up a memorial tablet, just follow the words on it, this is your daughter-in-law." Ye'an said calmly, the emerald green jade pendant turned over on his slender fingers.It seemed that he didn't know how appalling what he said was.