Leaving the hotel, Fat Dahai drove the car and yawned, and finally drove to the municipal hospital, where the police officer surnamed Liu, who had made a note for Luo Fan last time, was waiting at the door.

"Luo Fan, here!" Seeing Luo Fan get out of the car, Xiao Liu hurriedly beckoned and trotted up to meet him, "You are here!"

"Is the pony serious?" asked Rovan.

"But isn't it? Now I'm scared of everything, I don't let people touch it, I don't let people turn off the lights, and I'm crying and laughing alone in the ward!" Xiao Liu said, his face was full of worry, he looked at Luo Fan, lowered his voice and asked, "I heard them talk about things in the middle of the night, is it really hell?"

Luo Fan smiled, "Where the hell?"

"Then what's wrong with him? Don't fool me, they all said, you reminded them at the time, but Captain Joe and they didn't believe it......"

As they spoke, the three of them got on the elevator and came to the seventh floor.

From one end of the hallway, I saw a lot of people standing at the door of a ward, and Jolene was suddenly there.

"It's coming, it's coming!" Someone saw Xiao Liu coming with Luo Fan, and hurriedly spoke up.

Qiao Lin turned her head to look at Luo Fan, and waited for him to walk in before she spoke: "The business bureau told me that before you left, you said that if the pony has a situation that the hospital can't solve, I will look for you!"

What she said was a simple narrative, without any meaning of begging, but Luo Fan could hear it, and she must be begging Luo Fan in her heart.

"Didn't the doctor use any sedatives?" Rofan followed their line of sight, looking at the pony inside through the window.

The pony is enveloped in black aura, shivering as if it is on sub-zero ice.

His eyes were panicked, and he looked around, and from time to time he covered his ears with his hands and shook his head desperately.

"Tried, but no one came close to him, he was their tournament champion!" Jolene said.

Luo Fan didn't speak again, and directly pushed open the door of the ward.

"Beware!" Jolene reminded, as if realizing something again, and closed her mouth again.

Luo Fan raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly, "Okay!"

Jolene: "......"

Walking into the ward, Luo Fan closed the door casually, looked at the poor helpless and constantly struggling pony, and sighed softly.

To the surprise of the people outside, Luo Fan, a big living man, slowly approached the pony, but the pony continued to repeat his previous frightened behavior as if he couldn't see him.

Luo Fan took a deep breath, raised his hands, and made several gestures in quick succession, before striking out with a lightning bolt and pointing at the pony's forehead.

A wave of black gas frantically dispersed from the pony and gathered around a vase in the corner.

The pony sat there stunned, and finally closed his eyes, fainted, and was caught by Luo Fan and gently placed on the bed.

"What's going on?"

"Ponies!"

"What is he doing?"

Outside the door, Pony's colleagues exclaimed almost at the same time, only Jolene still stood there without saying a word, just looking at Luo Fan with a completely different look than before.

Luo Fan made a few gestures on his chest one after another, then exhaled, walked to the window, opened the curtain with a brush, and the newborn sun in the morning shone in with warmth, and the black gas in the corner gradually dissipated with the increase in the temperature of the room, until it completely disappeared.

"Come in!" Luo Fan beckoned outside.

The door opens, and everyone flocks around the ponies.

Jolene walked up to Luo Fan and tilted her head, "How did you do that?"

"If you want to do this, you have to practice for at least ten years from now on!" Luo Fan instantly returned to his previous lazy appearance, "Find a doctor, show him, I guess it's good to get some sleep!"

After speaking, Luo Fan winked at Qiao Lin and passed by, "Fat Dahai, let's go!"

"Oops!" Fat Dahai hurriedly followed.

From Song Hui to the present, he didn't have time to speak, but he suffocated the fat sea.

Now that there was finally no one, he turned on the chatter mode again.

"Mr. Luo, let's just leave?"

"They didn't even say thank you!"

"It's very supernatural to put this on anyone, can they believe it?"

"Otherwise, you give me this trick, and the next time I make a move, they won't be able to trouble you!"

"Mr. Luo, is Director Song's matter over?"

"Then should we take money?"

"Mr. Luo......"

With a mobile chatterbox, Luo Fan returned to the Wushi Pavilion, closed the door, ignored no one, and slept beautifully.

When he woke up again, it was already night, and a phone call from Feng Bugui woke him up.

"Are you awake? Come over for dinner when you wake up, Director Song is here!" Feng Bugui said.

Luo Fan rubbed his eyes, almost forgetting Song Hui, "Okay, come over immediately." ”

Hanging up the phone, Luo Fan changed into loose clothes, and looked like a young man playing parkour on the street.

went out and arrived at Jinbaozhai, and sure enough, I saw Song Hui and Feng Bugui talking and laughing.

"Mr. Luo!" When Song Hui called out Mr. Luo this time, he didn't have the awkwardness he had before.

At the beginning, he looked at Luo Fan's age and called him by his name, but now he has changed it directly, and it is very smooth.

"I've kept you waiting!" said Luo Fan with a smile, sitting down without an image.

"Today you said that the crew's matter is solved, and my matter is not over yet, I just want to come over and ask again!" Song Hui said, "However, I feel a lot more relaxed now, you didn't know a few days ago, I feel very tired, and I feel like I have just finished running a marathon!"

Feng Bugui looked at Luo Fan's complexion, "I didn't drink the tonic yesterday, I'll make it up later!"

It's good that Feng Bugui didn't mention this, but as soon as he mentioned it, Luo Fan immediately thought of the tonic soup with a fishy smell and bitter taste, and his face collapsed suddenly.

"It's been more than a month soon, so you can stop drinking!"

"There are still two days left!" Feng Bugui did not compromise at all.

"Okay, you're the boss, you have the final say!" Luo Fan knew in his heart that Feng Bugui was for his good.

"What's the matter, Mr. Feng is sick?" Song Hui asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's just that there was something in the previous stage, which lost a little vitality, just make up for it!" Luo Fan said vaguely.

"Then eat first, and talk while eating!" Feng Bugui said.

Several people moved to the dining room, where the food was already arranged, and Fat Dahai was bringing a soup cup from the back kitchen and putting it in front of Luo Fan.

"Mr. Feng, drink it while it's hot!" said Fat Dahai, then turned around and sat down next to him.

Luo Fan took a breath and drank all the soup, "Take it away, I want to vomit when I smell it!"

Fat Dahai happily took the soup cup away.

Feng Bugui beckoned Song Hui to dinner.

When they were almost finished, a few people began to talk.

"What does Mr. Feng mean, my bad luck in the previous stage has nothing to do with the things in the crew?" Song Hui asked.

"It's not that it doesn't matter, it's just that it doesn't matter, I think it's still your own problem!" Luo Fan said.

Feng Bugui raised his eyes to look at Song Hui, the black cloud on his forehead had faded a lot, but there was still a layer of fog-like things shrouded in it.

"Have you added anything to your house lately, or have you met any strange people?" asked Feng Bugui.

Song Hui looked at Luo Fan, who was also looking at him and waiting for him to answer.

He rolled his eyes and thought carefully for a moment, then shook his head again, "No!"

"What about the family, could there be something new, but it's not of much value, and I didn't tell you?" Luo Fan thought for a moment and asked.

"This ......" Song Hui paused, "this one is going back and asking." ”

"Okay, then are you filming today?" Luo Fan asked.

"Today they are mainly going to take locations, and there is no filming for the time being. ”

"That's right, take me to your house later!" Luo Fan said, Song Hui nodded hurriedly.

Song Hui's home is in Jiangcheng, a high-end residence in the east of the city.

Because the security and property here are very good, the security and privacy are very high, so there are many celebrities living here.

In addition to directors like Song Hui, there are also many well-known actors, and even an actor and a actress are also here.

The residential buildings are not high, each building has only four floors, one staircase and two households, and an indoor jump, that is, only four families live in one unit door.

Song Hui lives on the left side of the third building, and the third and fourth floors are his house.

"Please come in! sit casually!" Entering the door, Song Hui relaxed, beckoned Luo Fan and Fat Dahai to sit, and he turned around and ordered the nanny to pour water.

"Mr. Luo, this place is really high-end!" Looking at the spacious and bright living room, Fat Dahai looked envious.

"The place is nice!" Luo Fan nodded.

The room type is square and there is no lack of corners, which is indeed becoming more and more rare in today's buildings.

The living room is spacious and bright, and the whole is transparent, which is conducive to lighting and air gathering.

After a while, Song Hui came back and changed into comfortable home clothes.

The nanny made tea and brought it up, and Song Hui let her leave.

"You can just take a look!" Song Hui said.

"Okay!" Luo Fan was not polite, got up and walked up from place to place, while walking, he watched, and nodded his head, "You are good here, Naguang gathers qi!"

Song Hui also seemed to be very useful, when he bought it here, the money in his hand was still a little tight, and he finally gritted his teeth before deciding, and he was extremely happy when Luo Fan said this.

After turning around on the first floor, Luo Fan pointed upstairs, "Can you go up and have a look?"

"Please!" Of course, Song Hui was not unwilling, and led Luo Fan upstairs.

On the first floor are bedrooms, two on the left and right.

"This is my son's room, look at it casually!" Song Hui opened the first door.

Standing at the door, Luo Fan swept over at a glance and knew that there was a very fashionable young man living here, and the decoration, design and furnishings in every place showed a unique vision.

"Your son is an artist?" asked Rofan.

"Yes, he came back from F Chinese Art and Design a few years ago, and he joined Extraordinary Company, and now he is the art director there. Speaking of his son, Song Hui is very proud.

"This is the master bedroom?" Rofan pointed to another doorway.

"Yes, yes, go in and have a look!" Song Hui closed the door of his son's room and led Luo Fan into his bedroom.

The bedroom is very cozy and simple, with only a bed, a wardrobe and a dresser, which is not at all like the simplicity that such a big director should have.

"My wife and I have known each other since we were in school, and we have always been used to living simply, so even if we live here, the home is still very simple. Song Hui explained.

Luo Fan nodded in agreement, but his eyes looked at the dresser.

Next to a row of cosmetic bottles on the dresser, there is a stud earring.

The earrings are connected by two black stones, one large and one small, and the shape is simple and chic.

However, it was this stud that caught Luo Fan's attention, it was now exuding a thick layer of black evil aura, and in this evil aura, there was even a trace of blood!