Chapter 92: Really Evil?

Two days later.

"Mr. Fang, what the hell is going on, didn't you say it was okay a few days ago," Ah Mei hurriedly walked into the bedroom from outside the door with the medicine box, and looked at Fang Jun who was lying on the bed with a pale face, "Oh, this face is too ugly......"

"Ame...... My head hurts...... "Fang Jun's face was bloodless, his lips were pale, he was already out of breath before he could say a few words, his mouth was open, his voice was hoarse and tight, and he fell on the bed with a look of exhaustion.

"This must be an evil spirit," Ah Mei walked up to Fang Jun and touched Fang Jun's head, "Yo, it's still a little hot, I'll go get you some medicine." ”

"I want to drink water......" Fang Jun said weakly.

"Okay, I'll pour it for you," Ah Mei finished speaking, walked out of the room, and when she walked in again, she already had a glass of white water in her hand, but the white water didn't seem to feel it, and there was a trace of white powder floating in the water on the transparent water stains.

Fang Jun glanced up, "What's in here." ”

"Oh, this is salt water, the salt we have here is different from your side, the salt water here can cure fever and headache, you take a sip first, you asked me to buy you the medicine, I also bought it back, I'll get it for you after drinking." ”

"Give me white water. Fang Jun frowned slightly while coughing and pushed the teacup aside, it seemed that the more he coughed, the more he coughed, his face, which was already pale, was even more ugly at the moment, he took a deep breath and collapsed on the bed.

Ah Mei took the cup, "Mr. Fang, you can't do this, you are a patient now, this is not a way to seek medical advice, just by taking medicine, everyone does this to drink salt water, you are so strong, I am afraid that it is not good for your body!"

Seeing Amei's repeated persuasion, Fang Jun couldn't refuse, got up and took the cup, which was just brought to his mouth.

Syllable!

With another rapid coughing sound, the cup in Fang Jun's hand slipped and fell to the ground, the glass quickly shattered in the harsh sound, and all the liquid in the cup was poured on the stall, slowly fainting, absorbed by the fluff of the carpet, and finally only shallow traces could be seen.

"Mr. Fang, ......" Ah Mei looked at the broken glass slag that fell to the ground, her face suddenly turned ugly, she glanced at Fang Jun's weak breath and gasped, she wanted to speak and stopped, and paused, "Your body must be evil!"

"Evil ...... How could it be ......" Fang Jun's situation did not seem so simple.

"I told you, don't go to that room, you just don't believe it, there is an evil spirit in that house, I'm afraid that you won't go once or twice, Mr. Fang, I really don't understand you gentlemen, why do you insist on going your own way!"

There was a hint of anger in Amei's voice, Fang Jun didn't refute, and waved his hand, "Just give me a glass of boiled water, my mouth is very dry." ”

"Otherwise, I'll really find you a ghost exorcist master to take a look, this house should have done this a long time ago, but this is not my place, and I don't need to make these gods and monsters, but now depending on your situation, this is urgent!" Ah Mei brought a glass of white water, Fang Jun glanced at it, and drank it all.

Putting down the cup, Fang Jun took a deep breath, but there was still weakness in the tone of his voice, waving his hand, "I don't believe this, no need to ......"

"Alas, you people, you just don't believe it, we can't compare to your city here, since you don't want to, forget it, I don't feel at ease when I see your body today, I won't go back at night, if you are still like this tomorrow, I will take you to the hospital to see. Seeing that Fang Jun was persistent, Ah Mei moved her mouth, swallowed the words back, and changed her sentence.

Fang Jun didn't squeak for a long time, Ah Mei pushed Fang Jun's arm, only to find that Fang Jun had fallen asleep, walked to the door, and his meaningful eyes wandered on Fang Jun's sleeping expression, and closed the door.

With the sound of the door closing in the room, the finger on the quilt suddenly moved slightly......