Chen Xiaodao sighed, without the slightest ambiguity, and stepped forward to pull up Ma Zhang who was lying on the bed.

"This... This.. What do you mean? Miss Feng, didn't you say you didn't want to help me? All of a sudden..."

Ma Zhang was dragged up, and asked Feng Zhibai in a sluggish voice.

Ma Zichun also looked at her stunned, a little unresponsive.

Lao Mitou walked to the other side of the hospital bed, pulled his hospital gown with his hand, and didn't forget to explain his confusion out loud: "Feng Girl, this person doesn't like others to lie the most, if you are kind and honest at the beginning, tell her sincerely, don't say that it is to save you, she will not refuse to save your whole family." ”

Feng Zhibai has a lot of problems, but she's not the kind of person who is stingy.

She likes people to be honest, she likes people to be sincere, she likes people to be grateful, and she likes people to be fearless of hardships and dangers.

She is more willing to help and socialize with such people.

She is an elder and can't get rid of the world, so she naturally likes honest and good children.

Now Ma Zhang is a good boy who knows her mistakes and can change them.

Pushed Ma Zichun away, Lao Mitou and Chen Xiaodao lifted the quilt, and pulled Ma Zhang's clothes with his hands.

He was so immersed in what the old rice head said that he didn't notice that the two of them were undressing him.

He always thought that Feng Zhibai was a girl, so foolish, and he wouldn't be as capable and stylish as Chen Xiaodao and Lao Mitou.

Now that I think about it carefully, Chen Xiaodao was able to save him and his son entirely because of Feng Zhibai's instructions.

If she hadn't spoken out, how could the two of them have helped out in vain?

Before thinking about it, he hooked up with Dai Shi for the sake of money, and he and Liu Ping bowed their heads to those directors and the people around him.

And he repented.

regrets that he was too stupid, and regrets that he spent the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

I admire the pattern of Feng Zhibai even more.

repaid their grievances with virtue, and did not choose to stand idly by, but saved them from fire and water.

He, a man who has been in the business for decades, was full of shame when he faced the three of them at this moment.

"I'm sorry, Miss Feng, Mr. Chen, Mr. Mi, if I hadn't met you, I might not have been able to understand Ma Zhang in my life!"

Tears of remorse fell from the eyes of a big man.

Feng Zhibai had no time to listen to his sensationalism, waved his hands up and down and said indifferently: "If you are really embarrassed, hurry up and find someone to decorate the old body's shop, the old body doesn't like to be fancy, do something to really thank you, and the old body will still feel happier." ”

She is not deeply aware of righteousness, let alone ignorant of the suffering of the world.

Helping Ma Zhang is purely because Ma Zhang promised to help her decorate the shop for free.

If he really died, wouldn't the millions of W's she had just received be confiscated?

Of course, there is another reason, that is, she thinks that Ma Zichun has something to tell them.

She wouldn't be stupid enough to ask what the reason was, really smart people never expose the truth to others, Ma Zichun is such a person.

If he wanted to say it at first, he wouldn't have pried his mouth at them until now.

With the super sense of her prophetic ancestor!

She could perceive that what Ma Zichun failed to tell them truthfully must have been particularly weighty.

Moreover, she can't figure it out until now, what kind of deep hatred does Liu Kai have that is worth his good brother who has to abandon everything and sacrifice himself to death for decades?

It's weird.

"Miss Feng, don't worry, I have contacted the relevant personnel, and within a month, Miss Feng's shop will definitely be renovated."

Ma Zhang has seen it these days, and compared with life, other things are really worthless.

Interests are important, but they are far less important than true feelings.

The corners of his mouth hooked up with a smile, and when he thought about it, his heart was much lighter.

"How can there be a film?"

As soon as the words fell, Chen Xiaodao's curious voice came from the side.

Feng Zhibai's attention was directed, and Ma Zhang's bare upper body had a film that could not be seen carefully with the naked eye!

This film is like an oil glowing and enveloping Ma Zhang's entire upper body!

Except for the head.

"Is this oil?"

Lao Mi touched his hand on his head, and it was wet and a little disgusting.

"Hey, I'm sick to death."

Ma Zhang raised his arm and looked down at his whole body, it was ordinary skin, where did the oil come from?

He had taken a shower last night, how could there be oil?

"No, I take a bath every day, three times a day when it's hot, how can there be oil?"

I touched a handful of skin, it was dry and rough, and there was no problem.

Ma Zichun wiped his eyes, his eyes drifted up and down over Ma Zhang's body, and his expression was serious.

"What oil? Why can't we see it? ”

"Can't you all see?"

Lao Mitou pointed to the skin in front of him and asked Ma Zichun and Ma Zhang.

Father and son shook their heads at the same time.

Chen Xiaodao took the napkin on the bedside table, wiped the grease on his hands, gasped lightly, and explained: "The two of them don't have yin and yang eyes, how can they see it?" ”

"Yin and Yang eyes. Then this layer of oil on Mr. Ma's body can't be the corpse oil of ghosts, right? ”

Lao Mitou realized something, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face.

The human body only sweats and oils when it is hot in the summer.

And Ma Zhang is neither hot nor cold, how can there be a film of grease on his body that cannot be seen by the naked eye?

If so, there is only one possibility.

Probably the corpse oil of the ghost.

Only with regard to ghosts cannot be seen by the human eye.

"Devil's corpse oil?"

Ma Zhang and Ma Zichun shouted at the same time.

"Isn't corpse oil only for corpses? My dad is alive and well, how can there be corpse oil! The ghosts are dead, where does the corpse oil come from? ”

"Yes, three masters, where did I get the corpse oil? Am I mistaken? ”

Ma Zhang panicked.

Corpse oil is the oil on the corpse, and he has corpse oil for a big living person, how unlucky is this!

"Mr. Ma, don't get excited, the coffin hasn't been closed yet."

Seeing that Ma Zhang was panicking, Chen Xiaodao spoke up to stabilize his emotions.

Feng Zhibai put his hands behind his back and paced back and forth beside Ma Zhang's bed.

Chen Xiaodao and Lao Mitou made way for her with interest.

"It doesn't have to be yours."

She muttered for a few seconds before she spoke.

"It is impossible for a living person to have corpse oil, this corpse oil is very strange, and it is still on the body of a big living person, and you still don't feel it at all."

Rubbing his chin, Chen Xiaodao raised his head and asked, "Mr. Ma, where have you been during this time?" Have you come into contact with any strange people? Or do you feel that something is wrong with the magnetic field around you? Like haunted by a ghost? ”

Ma Zhang rubbed his hands back and forth nervously, and a lot of pictures flashed in his mind and then emptied: "No, I've been staying in the hospital all this time!" You know, I had a falling out with Lao Liu, and I couldn't fight with him as much as him, and I was beaten into a concussion. Except for my son, I have a lot of contact with nurses and doctors every day, and there is no one else? I didn't feel any magnetic field, and I didn't feel like a ghost was following..."

Hanging his eyes in embarrassment, he was in a hurry to death.

I don't think there's anything strange about people or things at all.

Where did the ghost corpse oil come from?

Could it be that the little ghost sprinkled it on himself while he was asleep?

If that were the case, wouldn't he be haunted by ghosts every night!

He gasped timidly, and Ma Zhang's face turned pale.

Chen Xiaodao poked his head, and a pair of bright eyes carefully looked at the layer of grease on Ma Zhang's body again.

"Do you see the flowers?"

Seeing that he was looking seriously, Feng Zhibai's voice sounded above his head.

Shaking his head like a rattle, he couldn't figure it out: "No, it's very strange, it's not like someone did evil magic in the air, there is no yin qi in the house, it's not a little ghost, this grease appears in a very strange way, as if it was born in the body." ”

She pulled out the handkerchief around her waist, wiped the non-existent sweat on her forehead, and spit out a word in a lazy and elegant tone: "Stupid." ”

"Huh?"

Several people looked at Feng Zhibai and were a little stunned by the stupid words she said.

"How?"

Chen Xiaodao came to Feng Zhibai's face.

Shaking the handkerchief, her voice was clear: "He has corpse oil on him." ”

"It's like you didn't say it!"

Speechlessly, he rolled his eyes, and Chen Xiaodao's face showed a trace of disgust.

They talked about corpse oil for a long time just now, but Feng Zhibai didn't listen to it?

"The corpse oil that the old body said is water corpse oil."

"Water corpse oil?"

None of them understood the meaning of the water corpse oil.

She slowly walked to Ma Zhang's bedside, picked up scissors, grabbed the handkerchief in her hand, wiped the handkerchief back and forth on Ma Zhang's chest and back a few times, and then raised her hand and threw the handkerchief in front of Ma Zhang.

"Corpse oil is a layer of oil, a layer of oil secreted by the high decay of the human body. But this layer on the old thing's body clearly looks like grease, but in fact, if you look closely, you can see a layer of mist. ”

looked at the handkerchief that Feng Zhibai threw in front of Ma Zhang.

The veil was wet and steaming, and a layer of grease floated there, and it looked very disgusting.

Chen Xiaodao was shocked when he saw it, and suddenly remembered the lingering water ghost who fought with him on the viaduct before.

"Isn't it? It can't be the water ghost at the bottom of the viaduct before, right? ”

Ma Zhang and that water ghost are completely incompatible, how can they have a relationship?

Feng Zhibai shook his head, as if helpless: "It's not necessarily just that one water ghost, what if it's another water ghost who asks for his life." ”

Lao Mitou blinked at Ma Zhang, who didn't understand, raised his chin and asked softly, "Mr. Ma, have you ever been to the water or the river?" Anything with water, even a ditch counts. ”

"Does the sink count?"

"It doesn't count."

"No, not in recent months."

Feng Zhibai looked at Ma Zhang: "Then you have had occasional nightmares recently?" ”

He was stunned for a moment, reacted for a while, and then vaguely remembered: "I really have nightmares at night during this time. Every night before going to bed, I close my eyes, and I can always see a figure, standing in the distance in the dark, staring at me. Sometimes I want to go up and see what it looks like, but I always feel like a layer of fog is blocking my view. ”

Feng Zhibai tapped his fingers on his arm: "In your sleep, do you always feel that you are at the bottom of the sea?" Surrounded by mist, often unable to breathe? ”