Chapter 917 Is this the end?

   It took a few seconds for the Qiu family to realize what Ye Wanxi meant. Compared with the previously agreed treatment method, this new method, which is obviously much more complicated, requires extra money.

   Wanting to understand this, although the Qiu family's first impression of Ye Wanxi's immortal style was a little broken, they breathed a sigh of relief without a trace.

  Compared to saying nothing, helping them solve their problems but still unfathomable, and not knowing what price they will pay in the future, Ye Wanxi's cooperative attitude with a clear price makes them feel more at ease.

   "Jiajiajia, such a complicated way of handling really made Miss Ye a lot of trouble. The price increase is right! We are willing to double the original price. Do you think it is suitable? If it is not suitable, you can add more."

   Ye Wanxi gave a few people a teachable look, and said with satisfaction, "You don't need to double it, just add one-half."

   "...Okay, just do as Miss Ye said."

   Shi Lang, who had long been dumbfounded, said, "..." This is really one who dares to add, one who dares to pay back! It's been a long time since I was able to see such an alternative way of bargaining in my life!

After negotiating the price in advance, Ye Wanxi took out the small kit that was used as a medium for casting spells, raised her hand and threw it forward in front of everyone in the Qiu family. After a few gestures.

   The yellow talisman that wrapped the kit suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and then it burned with a bang.

   "Well, what kind of smell is this, it stinks!"

  As the kit burned, an indescribable stench spread from the ward, causing everyone in the ward to pinch their noses, instinctively took a few steps back, and distanced themselves from the thing.

As the thick smoke rose, several black qi that no one could see except Ye Wanxi and the others flew out of Qiu Zhiming's body. Go out, but the kung fu disappears in a moment.

The    kit took about a minute to burn before turning into black ash, falling on the tissue paper Feng Tianyu had prepared earlier, and throwing it into the trash can beside the hospital bed.

   Everyone in the Qiu family was shocked and curious when they watched this scene that was like a special effect in a movie.

   After Feng Tianyu threw the ash away, he reacted in hindsight, but he was a little disappointed.

  Ye Wanxi solved the trouble, she turned her head to meet the dumbfounded eyes of everyone in the Qiu family, and asked in confusion, "Is there any problem?"

   "This is... the end?"

"…if not?"

   Everyone in the Qiu family was a little excited and a little regretful: "Such a complicated ritual, shouldn't we clean our hands and burn incense in advance, and then put a table of incense table offerings to worship and then deal with it?"

   They discussed this matter before, but Ye Wanxi didn't mention it, so they didn't ask any more.

   Just thought that Ye Wanxi should mention it to them later when she needs it. In order to avoid being in a hurry, it is better to prepare some in advance, but it turned out to be... completely useless?

   "...I usually don't watch the dancing gods who pretend to be ghosts. It's easy to affect the IQ."

   Everyone in the Qiu family: "..." You are a master who specializes in helping to solve this kind of thing, is it really good to say that those dancers are really good?

   After the initial astonishment, everyone finally remembered to ask the client about the situation, and one by one they leaned in front of the hospital bed: "Zhiming, how are you feeling? Are you feeling better?"

   "Yes, yes, is there any discomfort? Your face seems to be better, why are people still shy? Can you get up?"

Qiu Zhiming shook his head with a smile and said, "I'm much better. After burning the kit, I feel that my whole body is more relaxed, especially the position of my heart. Before, I always felt that my heart was not very comfortable, and the position of my heart seemed to be pressed by something. , It's heavy, it's not at all now, it just feels that the limbs are still a little soft."

   Second Aunt Qiu immediately became nervous when she heard the words, for fear that her son would have some sequelae: "Why is this happening? Miss Ye, Zhiming, is he..."

   "He's fine, but he's been sick for more than a month. His blood is insufficient, and his body is relatively weak. He'll be fine after a while. If you're worried, you can give him a full-body check later, so it's convenient for later recuperation."

   Qiu's family finally felt relieved after hearing what she said.

   At the same time, the Wang family, who was overjoyed at the improvement of Wang Dingcai's condition, was disturbed by screams early in the morning.

At the moment when the kit was burned, the sickness that Wang Dingcai transferred to Qiu Zhiming and the other side's use of the curse to absorb part of the sickness from some patients in the hospital returned to him at once.

Wang Dingcai, who was still in his sleep, seemed to have been hit hard by something terrible. He suddenly widened his eyes, clutched his chest in disbelief, and struggled to roll over from the bed, causing various things in the room to crash. one place.

   Everyone in the Wang family who heard the movement suddenly felt pain all over their body, unbearable unbearable.

  Wang Dingcai's mother lives next door to Wang Dingcai. Although she is very uncomfortable, she is worried about her son's situation. She still struggles to turn on the bedside lamp and wants to get up and take a look.

   As a result, as soon as the light was turned on, she saw the person lying beside her with a blue-black complexion, a face that stared at the boss and looked dead.

  Wang Dingcai's mother was so frightened that she almost screamed, and tremblingly stretched out her hand to try it under his nose.

   Breathless, her husband...dead?

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

  The Wang family was in chaos, screaming and screaming, but the Qiu family who were still in the hospital put down the huge stone in their hearts and smiled.

   Ye Wanxi saw that the matter was resolved, and she was not going to continue to disturb the Qiu family.

Before    left, she glanced around and asked, "By the way, what about that Miss Ruan?"

   Uncle Qiu was stunned for a moment, and said truthfully: "I was temporarily arranged to stay in the ward next door, and Miss Ye suddenly asked her what was wrong?"

"It's not a big deal, I just want to remind her that although the kit contains something belonging to Young Master Qiu, it is used as a medium for Wang Dingcai to transfer his illness. But that thing has been on her for a while, and it must have some influence on her. Now the sickness in Young Master Qiu has basically returned to Wang Dingcai, and there is no serious problem. But she..."

   Ye Wanxi said that, everyone was a little curious: "What will happen to her?"

"Her situation is different from that of Young Master Qiu. She is the one who voluntarily bears it, not passive. That is to say, the sickness she contracted belongs to the kind of illness that comes naturally after being in contact with the patient for a long time, not for the disease. It is brought about by the media, so even if the kit is destroyed, there is no way to eliminate it.”

   Everyone in the Qiu family looked at each other, and their eyes flickered: "That is to say, after this, she will get sick?"

   "Well, as for how sick she will be, it depends on her luck."

   (end of this chapter)