The master stood up from the ground and patted the dust off his body.

"Master, you just ......" Before I could finish speaking, I was interrupted by the master.

He sighed lightly: "I think I finally know why you can't summon Zeng Ke's soul." The red line just now was the last breath of resentment before his death. He asked me for a way to do evil things, but at that time, he didn't tell me that it was Tai Sui who he was going to suppress. As a result, I accidentally gave him a magic weapon to exorcise ghosts. That's why the female ghost and Jiang Yue can't get in. ”

The Master's words reminded me of the red marks on my wrists. I lifted my sleeve and saw that the red marks were gone. It occurred to me that I had had had these red marks on my wrists since I escaped from the dungeon that night. Seeing this, the master hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”

I lowered my sleeves and looked at him suspiciously: "When I escaped from the dungeon before, there were a few more red marks on my wrists inexplicably, which were very thin. I wondered if the red thread was on my arm. ”

He twisted his beard with his hand and speculated, "Maybe the last time he saw you in his life, when he died, his wish was not fulfilled, so he had to turn into this red thread and attach it to your hand." The red line turned into white smoke just now, presumably because he saw that we were going to enter the door to destroy Tai Sui, and his resentment dissipated. ”

I realized, but there was a pimple in my heart. Resentment attaches to people, and it sounds so weird.

It was not early, and the master and I went into the study first. As soon as I opened the cupboard, something fell out of it. I picked it up curiously, flipped through it, and found that it was Zeng Ke's diary. I know it's not a good idea to look at other people's diaries this way, but at this time, the slightest clue can be a lifesaver.

"Master, I found this! Zeng Ke's diary! "I turned my head and saw that the Master was not behind at all.

I shouted a few more times, but I didn't hear a response. I stumbled around every corner, but I couldn't find him.

"Xiao He, come and help me." Suddenly, I heard voices in the kitchen. I glanced there in surprise, wondering, I had just been to the kitchen, why didn't I see the master? However, I ran over anyway, and as soon as I entered the door, I saw the master sitting on the ground, looking embarrassed. After I helped him up, I suddenly heard a familiar voice behind me: "What are you doing here?" Trespassing? ”

I turned my head suddenly, and suddenly I saw Han Wanting's handsome but indifferent face.

"Why are you here?" I panicked and asked weakly.

"Sort out the relics. The man in this house is my cousin. How did you get in? He put his hands in his pockets and took a big stance.

I pretended to be calm, looked at him and replied, "Coincidentally, the mistress of this house is my cousin." I'm here to collect the relics, too. You see, I still have the key. With that, I proudly took out the key in my pocket and shook it in front of him a few times.

He looked at the key in my hand in disbelief.

I was just about to turn around and ask about the master's situation, but Han Wanting walked up to the master first, helped him, and didn't forget to ask, "Did you accidentally fall?" Do you want to go to the hospital for a visit? ”

The Master shook his head, but I could clearly see the beads of sweat running down his forehead, and his increasingly pale lips. I don't know what just happened to make him hurt so badly.

Halfway through the implementation of the plan, it was also forced to be terminated. Han Wanting said that Uncle Liu was waiting for him downstairs, and he could take the master to the hospital by the way. I was just about to shout "master", but after thinking about it, if I called him like this, it would definitely arouse Han Wanting's suspicions.

"Uncle Du, you should go to the hospital first, your body is the most important." I advised him.

The master hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

As soon as I got downstairs, I saw a black sedan parked in front of the door, and Uncle Liu saw that we were coming out, and immediately opened the door. The master was seriously injured, and since there was someone next to him, I didn't ask him the reason for the injury.

I thought that Han Wanting would let Uncle Liu go to the hospital, but I didn't expect him to say, "Go to Doctor He." ”

Uncle Liu replied respectfully, "Okay, young master." ”

I wondered in my heart, shouldn't I go to the hospital? Han Wanting seemed to know what I was thinking, and mentioned intentionally or unintentionally, "Dr. He is one of my family's personal doctors. He is very good at treating bruises. ”

A personal physician who specializes in treating bruises. Could it be that people in his family often fall and get hurt?

Dr. He's home is very close to Xiluyuan, about a 10-minute drive away. His family's small villa looks minimalist. The gray-white walls look oppressive on a cloudy day.

Uncle Liu's strength is very strong, and he can help the master up alone. The Master's legs seemed to be swollen, and he struggled with every step, and his expression looked unusually painful. I don't know who he just met.

Han Wanting was just about to knock on the door, when someone pushed the door open. I didn't see the man's face, but I thought the room was dark and there was no light at all. I have been hiding behind Han Wanting, I don't know why, as soon as I saw the dark scene behind the door, I felt very uncomfortable. It was as if someone was staring at me from inside, but I didn't know where he was.

Suddenly, a lazy voice floated out of it: "Han Shao is here?" But according to the rules, I don't seem to be at work today. ”

Han Wanting didn't say anything, and glanced back at Uncle Liu. Uncle Liu is worthy of being the housekeeper of a large family, and he can understand it with one look.

"This is a relative of the young master's sister-in-law's family, and her leg was injured, please take a look. There are too many people in the hospital, and we can't squeeze in, so we have no choice but to come to you. ”

There was no sound inside, except for a pale hand sticking out from behind the door. I was so frightened that I immediately covered my mouth. When Han Wanting saw my move, she couldn't help but tug at the corners of her mouth, and whispered in my ear: "It turns out that you are even afraid of the doctor's white gloves......"

He's laughing at me? It's a shame, though, and when I look closely, it's the kind of white gloves that the doctor is wearing.

No, doctors wear gloves at home? Could it be that he was just operating on someone else?

"Who is this?" Dr. He's voice came from behind the door. I don't know if it's because I'm short-sighted, I can't see what he looks like.

"It's my classmate, and it's also my relative." Han Wanting stood in front of me, as if she didn't want me to see the doctor. Or maybe I didn't want him to see me at all.

Dr. He laughed dryly a few times and said, "Bring the patient in quickly, it's not good to delay the condition." ”

Han Wanting frowned: "Why don't you light up the house, it's very dark." ”

Dr. He, who was standing behind the door, lit the lamp without saying a word, and then said with a smile: "You forgot? I love black. It's not completely dark yet. Seeing that your relatives are still seriously injured, come in. ”

As soon as I walked in, I asked about the smell of potions. I held my breath and followed closely behind Han Wanting. Dr. He walked ahead of us, and I saw that he was wearing a white lab coat and a pair of medical gloves. He walked up to a door and turned abruptly. That's when I saw him clearly. The bridge of his nose was high, and his inky eyes seemed to be dark with a little starlight. He wears a pair of thin-rimmed glasses and looks elegant and gentle.

"What if I can't save him?" He glanced at Han Wanting, and then moved his gaze to me.

"Dr. He, you're laughing. Your medical skills are so skillful, how can you not be saved? Han Wanting moved her body as she spoke, intentionally or unintentionally blocking between me and Dr. He.

"You think too highly of me. If it's really curable, how can it be sent to me? Dr. He smiled incomprehensibly, the faint light of the wall lamp shining on his pale, bloodless face. He sat on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs, and showed the master's style vividly.

I don't know what he thinks, isn't it just to save people? Why is there so much nonsense? Didn't they all say that it might be too late to go to the hospital? It's really ink.

I suppressed the anger in my heart and glanced around in displeasure. The house, along with its owner, became more and more depressed and irritable. I inadvertently looked back at the Master, only to find him with his eyes closed, as if he had lost consciousness from the pain.

"Doctor He, please save him." I pleaded softly.

He looked at me with interest. Suddenly, I felt a chill run down my spine. He didn't speak, just looked at me in silence. Han Wanting suddenly blocked me behind and said to Dr. He, "If you don't save it, it's not impossible." I could have found another doctor to treat me. With that, he motioned for us to leave.

Dr. He suddenly stopped us, and his attitude took a 180-degree turn.

"I know this young lady very well. You're like an old friend of mine. For the sake of my friends, I did my best. ”

Han Wanting sneered and prepared to leave. But at this time, the master suddenly made a ** sound and fainted. The situation was critical, and I tugged on Han Wanting's sleeve and asked him not to leave. He looked down at me, and finally relented.

Dr. He asked Uncle Liu to help the master into a room, and then shut us all out. I stood anxiously in the hallway. Han Wanting suddenly opened his mouth at this time and asked, "What is the name of the one just now?" ”

It occurred to me that I had lied to him before. It's really troublesome to get round now.

I had to say, "He's my uncle." ”

"But at first, how did I hear you call him uncle?" Han Wanting asked coldly, his eyes were staring at me, which made me very nervous.

I coughed dryly: "That's right, the customs of our hometown, uncle and uncle are the same." ”

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he was laughing at me. No, that's mockery. Could it be that he knew I was lying?

Something suddenly occurred to me. But I think this can also completely refute him: "You said that Zeng Ke is your cousin, generally speaking, cousin is the son of your father's brother, that is, he should also be surnamed Han, why are your surnames different?" ”

He gave me a surprised look, but quickly calmed down: "Like you, we are used to calling it that in our family. ”