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With Aunt Yang's help, He Chen, who was already delirious, staggered back to the back door of the restaurant.

"Xiaosi is coming soon, Chenzi is very ill." Aunt Yang was distracted to go to Gu Hechen while pushing the cart, and shouted at the door, "Hurry up and help me."

Not long after the words fell, Si Buhui quickly appeared at the back door, with an anxious expression on his face, he stretched out his hand eagerly, and took He Chen's arm from Aunt Yang's hand, letting him lean on his in the arms.

He Chen's weight is not light, and Aunt Yang dragged him back here in the second half of the journey.She looked at He Chen who was leaning into Si Buhui's arms, breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and complained a bit, "Chenzi is so sick, why do you let him go out to buy it all by himself?" Cai, what if you faint on the way?"

Although He Chen had a severe headache, he could still hear Aunt Yang blaming Si Buhui in a daze, and forced himself to speak for Si Buhui, "Aunt Yang, don't blame him, I didn't feel anything when I finished work in the morning. are you tired"

"How could your fever just start?" Aunt Yang gave He Chen a disapproving look, "You, stop talking for Xiao Si. You love your husband, why doesn't he love you?"

He Chen thought in a daze that you really wronged him, but the drowsiness hit him, and he completely lost the strength to speak, so he could only let the drowsiness pull him into the boundless darkness

He felt as if he was running in an endless dark corridor, he could only hear someone calling his name at the end, but he couldn't see anything other than the darkness, he could only feel his breathing getting heavier and heavier, he was almost out of breath I can't breathe.The feeling of suffocation was uncomfortable, He Chen stretched out his hands in panic and grasped helplessly in the void, subconsciously felt that a pair of warm hands grabbed him forcefully, and then a voice said in his ear, "It's okay .”

Drowsy and drowsy, He Chen could hear the sound of someone walking around him, and he could feel someone helping him up, with clumsy movements but earnestly wiping himself and feeding him water.Water overflowed from his lips, and he frantically wiped it off with his hands, but accidentally spilled the bowl of water in his hand.

He Chen also heard Feng Suisui coming in and exchanged a few words with Si Buhui in a low voice, but he really couldn't raise his eyelids, and his ears kept buzzing, so he couldn't hear the content of their conversation clearly.

This long darkness has been going on for a long time before He Chen felt a gleam of light penetrate from the end of the corridor.He moved his eyelids a few times, and the strong and dazzling light came in directly. He closed his eyes reflexively, and opened them slowly after a long time of adaptation.

The first thing that came into view was the snow-white ceiling. Looking from top to bottom, he saw Si Buhui lying on his bedside, holding his hand tightly, sleeping soundly.

With the movement of He Chen's body, Si Buhui immediately woke up from the dream, he suddenly raised his head, revealing a face with a beard.

Who can tell me who this raunchy sharp guy is

He Chen was startled, feeling that the sweat from covering his hands was cold.In front of him, Si Buhui has always been a well-groomed and clean young man, or wearing a crane cloak like a little prince from time travel, or wearing a clean and simple denim jacket, like a starlet going out low-key, but at this moment Si Buhui in He Chen's eyes, his eyes were red and swollen, and his eyelids were black and blue. The stubble on his chin made him look like he was at least ten years old. His white shirt was wrinkled like pickles, and he was so sloppy that he looked like a man. In a second, I will go to the street to collect the trash.

"Miss, you're awake." Seeing He Chen looking at him without blinking, Si Buhui smiled in surprise, but he soon realized that his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly make a sound. Clearing his throat with a straight face, he grabbed the water glass on the bedside table and took a sip before recovering.

His head was still a little dizzy at the moment, but He Chen felt warm in his heart, and the illness turned into a less uncomfortable thing. "How long have I been asleep?" He Chen stretched out his hand to touch Si Buhui's hard stubble, and after looking at it for a long time, he actually felt that Si Buhui with the stubble also had a sense of sight of a middle-aged handsome uncle.

"Two days." Si Buhui stretched out his hand to test the temperature on He Chen's forehead, and found that it was still hot. Frowning, he took out a piece of talisman paper from his pocket, drew a few strokes and pasted it on He Chen's forehead, " Lady, change to an ice talisman."

As soon as the talisman paper touched his forehead, He Chen immediately felt as if a strong ice sticker had been pressed on his forehead, and he became more awake.

There was a talisman stuck in the middle of his forehead, which made He Chen feel a strange sense of terror.He looked away slightly and told himself it was for cooling down, and had nothing to do with the messy stuff in horror movies.

"No regrets" Feng Suisui suddenly opened the door and walked in quickly, calling Si Buhui as he walked, and when he saw He Chen lying in the middle of the bed blowing on the talisman paper, he spat out the last "Brother" with difficulty. "Character.

Si Buhui stingily gave him a little out of the corner of his eye, and asked, "Why?"

As a well-informed little mountain spirit, Feng Suisui decided to hypnotize himself, which is nothing to be afraid of.He looked away and told Si Buhui, "I just went out and chatted with the goblins nearby, and they said that it seems that a female monster with high demon power has indeed come to Huai City recently, but because of the strong smell of blood on her body So the goblins dare not approach her."

Si Buhui frowned and wondered if the smell of blood was so strong. Ordinary sand clothes only absorb the yang energy of passers-by.

"Did the goblin see her?" Si Buhui asked.

Feng Suisui shook his head, "Goblins are cowardly. They don't even dare to go to the place where pigs are slaughtered. They have already run far away when they smell blood. How dare they see what she looks like."

Although he had been mentally prepared for such a long time ago, Si Buhui still had a little regret after hearing what Feng Suisui said, "If I can draw a portrait of my real body, then I can use the compass to find her location."

He Chen listened to the conversation between the two, and remembered that he used a plate of golden egg fried rice to seal Sui Sui, so he drew inferences, "What does Sha Yi like to eat, why don't I make something for her and put it on the window sill?"

"No." Feng Suisui and Si Buhui raised objections in unison. They looked at each other and said at the same time again, "You are still sick, so you can't go down to cook."

He Chen felt that he was dizzy when he was lying down, so he half sat up, and by the way, he was concerned about the food situation of the two of them in the past two days, "Speaking of which, I was in a coma for two days, what did you eat these two days?"

As soon as the words fell, the faces of the two of them immediately became extremely ugly, as if they really didn't want to recall those difficult days.

Feng Suisui closed his eyes, and sincerely held He Chen's hand, "Brother Chen, I hope you will always be healthy."

"There are several buckets of instant noodles behind the drink cabinet, which were given to us by Corgi." Si Buhui honestly explained.

No wonder I didn't see Corgi lying at Si Buhui's feet as usual after I woke up today. It's because my rations were eaten by this person, and I was throwing a temper tantrum.He Chen couldn't laugh or cry, and felt that his mental state had improved a lot, so he said to Si Buhui, "Don't steal Corgi's instant noodles, I only feed it once a month, you two will eat all of his half-year's big meal now." Lost."

Si Buhui looked a little aggrieved, "I made fried rice with eggs the first day, and Feng Suisui said that he would rather drink Northwest Wind than eat it."

Thinking back to Si Buhui's dark ball of "golden" egg fried rice and the smell of unfried salt grains, He Chen swallowed hard, feeling that his condition had worsened, "Forget it, you still just Make it for me." After that, it seemed that because of the mention of eating, He Chen's stomach growled twice.

He Chen was taken aback, and immediately remembered that he hadn't eaten anything for two days and two nights, during which time only Si Buhui poured himself some water in his sleep.But asking patients to eat instant noodles seems a bit unhealthy

Just when He Chen was hesitating whether to beg the aunt next door to make some porridge for him, Si Buhui stood up and said with concern in his eyes, "Lady, lie down for a while, I'll make you something."

"No" He Chen blurted out subconsciously, and then touched Si Buhui's hurt eyes, and changed his words softly, "I mean, I want to eat something easy to digest, fried rice with eggs is not easy to digest." The priest doesn't regret making fried rice with eggs, so this thing can only be equal to fried rice with golden eggs.

Si Buhui thought for a while, and then nodded cautiously, with a serious expression and a little imperceptible joy, "Okay, I know what to do now." After finishing speaking, he stared deeply into He Chen's eyes, as if Hesitating whether to continue or not.

He Chen was stared into hair like this, and asked, "What's the matter, do you have anything else to say?"

Si Buhui withdrew his gaze, as if he had made up his mind, clenched his fists, briefly told Feng Suisui to take good care of He Chen, left He Chen's bedroom with strides, and went downstairs to the kitchen.

Feng Suisui has long been used to the fact that these two people can just pay attention to each other as if no one else is there, blowing and blowing their nails boredly, and after Si Buhui left, he moved the small square stool to He Chen's side, Staring at him with piercing eyes, "Brother Chen, you are definitely the man that monsters fear the most in this world."

"Why do you say that?" He Chen felt that Feng Suisui's conclusion was very unreasonable, "I'm afraid of monsters, right? When you first met me, I was quite frightened."

Feng Suisui shook his finger with a smile, "Monsters are afraid of catching demon masters."

"But now the most powerful monster catcher, the person he likes is you."

Willing to restrain his temper for He Chen, clumsily cooking food in a kitchen he is not familiar with, Si Buhui really loves his wife.