Chapter Twenty-Five: Miss Fang of the Mysterious Family

"Huh!"

Zhang Han raised his head suddenly, carefully observing the ragged old man on the side of the road in front of him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It seemed that there was something in this, and Zhang Han hurriedly asked, "What do you know?" ”

The old man smiled and leaked two rows of yellow teeth, clamped two fingers, and put them to his mouth again.

Zhang Han understood, got up and walked to the small shop next to him, the old man clearly meant, he needed cigarettes.

The old man's words and deeds were very strange, especially one word that broke Zhang Han's mind at this time.

"Uncle, what did you just say..."Zhang Han took out one from the cigarette case and handed it to the old man, holding the lighter and asked.

The old man opened the lighter lit by Zhang Han, gently pinched the cigarette butt with his fingers, and the cigarette ignited spontaneously without fire.

"What's this? I admire you young man! I'm helping me get a lamb chop first. The old man took a hard puff of his cigarette and said slowly.

Zhang Han frowned slightly, and wanted to know what the old man was doing, so he ordered another lamb chop according to the old man's request.

Without waiting for Zhang Han to speak again, the old man opened his mouth first, "This matter is difficult for you, but you have to see who does it for you." ”

As soon as he said a few words, Zhang Han was confused, the old guy was eating and drinking, what did he want to say.

Zhang Han didn't have the temperament to play in circles with him, so he immediately stopped, "I'll make it clear, how did you know that someone around me was sick." ”

The old man smiled mysteriously: "The secret of heaven must not be leaked!" ”

Zhang Hanteng stood up, paid in a hurry, and waved his hand at the old man, "Count me as inviting you, count me unlucky." ”

The old man didn't keep it, he reached out and picked up the freshly roasted lamb chops and said, "No, no, no, you should do it, you will take care of me tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, not just this meal!" ”

Zhang Han, who had just walked a few steps, suddenly stopped, always feeling that something was wrong, and always feeling that this old man had something attractive to him.

turned around and sat next to the old man, silently staring at the old man eating lamb chops, and stretched out his hand to light a cigarette.

"Young man, prepare a room for the old man first, preferably with a hot shower, eh? I don't mind calling two chicks! ”

The old man Hu ate and drank the sea and finally solved all the food, and after he was full, he patted his stomach and ordered Zhang Han with satisfaction.

Zhang Han was always curious, and asked again, "What do you know?" I have a patient who I don't know if you can take a look. ”

The sixth sense told Zhang Han that this unattractive old man was not ordinary, but in some places it was very strange and indescribable.

The old man nodded and shook his head, stood up and breathed out a smoke ring, and said lightly, "The old man will definitely take it when he goes out, but you are still young, so I am afraid of you..."

It seems that he has been sure that this old man can save Chang Siyu, Zhang Han is extremely excited.

"What are you afraid of me, I can do it anyway, can you save people?"

The old man suddenly laughed wildly, holding his stomach very funny, "You ask the old man if he can save people?" That's right, and the answer to this question will be told to you after taking a shower. ”

Zhang Han was almost driven crazy, and endured beating the taxi and went straight back to get drunk tonight.

opened a luxury room and called two masseurs, according to the requirements of the old man, it must be 36E, a small one and a larger size are not good.

The stricter requirements are that the hot water must be supplied 24 hours a day, the mattress must be the most elastic, and the sheets must be changed to decors.

After arranging everything, Zhou Rufeng pulled Zhang Han with a red neck, very unconvinced, "Where did you come from to call Huazi, do so pomp?" ”

Zhang Han bowed his head and was silent, his heart was still pretending to be Chang Siyu on the hospital bed, and he had to save her.

"No matter what, whatever the old man asks, you must try to satisfy him, and watch him a little bit, and wait for me to come back tomorrow."

Zhang Han thought about it, but Chang Siyu still couldn't rest assured that he was in the hospital, and left after explaining that Zhou Rufeng entertained the old man.

After leaving tonight to get drunk, Zhang Han went directly to the hospital again, returned to the ward, and guarded Chang Siyu, for the time being, he didn't want to leave.

Contrary to his wishes, a strange gust of wind rolled up in the aggravating ward, and Zhang Han, who felt the strangeness, straightened up.

From the appearance of the ghost to the present, Zhang Han has not only become stronger in his own ability.

More variable should be perception, the perception of all the strange fluctuations around you, especially ghosts.

"Come out! Don't push me to do it. Zhang stood with cold eyes, staring at the window and said.

The window of the exhaler was hit by an object, making a crunchy sound, and the window opened automatically, and a cloud of ghost qi was visible to the naked eye.

"May I ask if it's Mr. Zhang." A little ghost dressed in gray cloth from the Ming period asked respectfully.

Zhang Han was slightly stunned, when did he become so famous, even the little ghost knew Mr. Zhang.

But this is not the time to talk about fame, Zhang Han did not relax his vigilance, and asked with a cold face, "What are you looking for me?" This is not the place for you, so leave quickly. ”

The little ghost bowed his head and bent down and continued, "My young lady heard that Mr. is back, so I sent the little one to invite Mr. to sit at the house, and asked Mr. to give him a face. ”

Zhang Han was even more confused, when did he still have a relationship with Miss Ghost and return to the house?

"It seems that I am not familiar with your young lady, I can't talk about admiring my face, if you really want to invite me to sit down, then another day, not tonight!"

No matter who it is, during this special period, Zhang Han will definitely not be able to leave half a step, at least for two weeks.

But the little ghost didn't plan to leave, and said with a smile, "My young lady has guessed that Mr. will definitely not go to the appointment easily, and the young lady asked the little one to bring a message to Mr. Before Miss Chang recovers, there will be no one who will threaten Miss Chang within ten miles of the hospital or..."

After saying that, the little ghost handed over another letter, and then turned around and left in the darkness after giving a salute.

Zhang Han smiled and said nothing, interesting, this eldest lady is really interesting.

The letter is very ordinary, ordinary paper and ordinary ink, and as for the content, Zhang Han was shocked.

Mr. Zhang, please forgive me for the presumptuous disturbance!

The little woman, Mu Lin, learned that Mr. was at a loss for his friend's illness, and there was an ancestral secret recipe in the house, I don't know if Mr. had any intentions?

If he wanted to get medicine to save people, Mr. Lo waited in the hospital parking lot.

After reading the short letter, Zhang Han's face became even more embarrassed, he never expected this matter to spread so quickly.

In private, he just asked Zhou Rufeng to find a folk miracle doctor, but he didn't expect this kind of thing to spread to the ghost circle.

Then again, some of the hidden ghost families left over from ancient times to the present day inevitably have some skills, and there may be hope for them to try their luck.

But when it comes to the house, this life-saving medicine will definitely not be so easy to get.

The bright moonlight passed through the window and hit Chang Siyu's face on the hospital bed.

Zhang Han throbbed for a while, and secretly gritted his teeth and decided, he was going to decide this medicine tonight, if this medicine didn't work, then...

Even without the help of ghosts, Zhang Han is still so strong, and this momentum comes entirely from Chang Siyu, who is dying.

took out the purple light robe from the Qiankun bag, gently draped it on Chang Siyu's body, and took out the dragon-shaped eight-step sword that flickered with cold light in the night.

In the ward, a simple exorcism array was set up with Fu Li, so as not to harass Chang Siyu from passing ghosts.

After doing all this, Zhang Han called Zhou Rufeng again, and then walked out of the hospital towards the parking lot.