Divorced Actor Picking Up Garbage - Chap 4
Since signing the divorce agreement, Yan Zixiu has been in this state every time he talks to him.
Jing Shaoci has every reason to suspect that there is definitely something wrong with the other party’s mental state.
“If you keep blocking me like this, Gu Shiyi will really die.”
Jing Shaoci’s eyes instantly turned cold, “This matter is really you…”
Before Jing Shaoci could finish his questioning, Chi Sheng rushed over with furious eyebrows.
“What did you do to Shi Yi?!”
Next came Gu Shiyi’s parents. Gu Jianfeng looked calmer, but Xia Peilin next to him was extremely emotional.
“You are Yan Zixiu?”
Jing Shaoci and the original owner were married by contract, so there was neither a wedding nor an announcement of the marriage to the public. Only a small group of people in the upper circle knew about it.
In addition, Gu Shiyi’s mother divorced Gu Jianfeng, so this was the first time the Gu family saw him in private.
Facing the menacing look of the crowd, Yan Zixiu remained calm as usual, “Why do you think I did something?”
“Then how do you know that Shi Yi is going to be in danger recently?” Chi Sheng said forcefully.
At this time, Yan Zixiu glanced at Xia Peilin with those extremely beautiful eyes, and then said in a calm tone: “Instead of entangled here, let me save people first.”
“No!” Sure enough, Xia Peilin was the first to object.
After saying this, she turned to Gu Jianfeng and said, “Husband, absolutely don’t let him get close to Xiaoyi.”
“If you don’t trust me, let Mr. Jing go in with me.”
If it was before, Yan Zixiu would definitely turn around and leave.
But not now because he is poor.
Master said, if you ask what love is in the world, if you don’t have money, it’s useless.
At this time, all eyes were on Jing Shaoci, but Jing Shaoci was looking at Yan Zixiu.
For some reason, he inexplicably felt that Yan Zixiu, who looked like this, didn’t look like he was messing around.
“I’ll only give you 15 minutes.” Jing Shaoci said in a deep voice.
The 15 minutes of this dynasty is a quarter of an hour. Yan Zixiu thought for a moment, then nodded slightly: “Enough.”
Xia Peilin wanted to say something but was interrupted by Gu Jianfeng, “Okay, let’s listen to Shao Ci.”
Now that the decision was made, Gu Jianfeng quickly asked the hospital to transfer Gu Shiyi from the ICU to the VIP ward.
After everyone went out, Yan Zixiu first closed the blinds in the ward, and then rolled up his sleeves.
He first took out the same things from the woven bag, and then poured the rootless water collected in advance into a small box.
After finishing all this, Yan Zixiu got up and walked to the hospital bed, opened Gu Shiyi’s eyelids with two fingers and took a look.
Ordinary people looked at Gu Shiyi’s pupils at this time with slack and dull eyes, but in Yan Zixiu’s eyes, the other’s black eyes shrank into a strange red spot.
He narrowed his eyes quickly, and then tore off the hospital gown on Gu Shiyi’s upper body.
Just when he was about to take off his pants, Jing Shaoci grabbed his wrist forcefully.
Before he could speak, Yan Zixiu broke away directly, then frowned slightly and said, “Mr. Jing, please respect yourself.”
Jing Shaoci was pushed directly into his throat, and he was speechless for a long time.
Yan Zixiu didn’t care about him, and took out the two big lumps of pond bottom mud from the plastic bag, and put them into a copper basin.
“Have you ever eaten beggar’s chicken?” He handed the basin to Jing Shaoci, then looked at Gu Shiyi and said, “Just smear him with mud like a chicken.”
Jing Shaoci didn’t answer or speak, but just looked at him with cold eyes.
“Mr. Jing, the time you are wasting now is Gu Shiyi’s vitality. If you are willing to watch him die, I have no objection.”
After finishing speaking, he stuffed the pot into Jing Shaoci’s hand, turned around and walked towards the door of the ward with the small box and cinnabar.
Walking to the front and back of the door, Yan Zixiu dipped the two fingers of his right hand into the melted cinnabar, and drew a pattern on the ground.
A few minutes later, he got up and went to the hospital bed to take a look.
At this time, Gu Shiyi’s whole body was covered with yellow mud, very evenly.
Yan Zixiu took a look at Jing Shaoci, but he didn’t expect that this person was quite talented as a cook.
After everything was ready, he asked Jing Shaoci to stand at the entrance, and then raised his sword fingers with both hands, put the two fingers of his left hand on the middle of his right arm, and raised his right sword finger: “Ze Feng is too big, get up—”
As soon as the words fell, a strange breeze blew up in the closed ward, and immediately after, Gu Shiyi on the hospital bed struggled directly.
At this time, Yan Zixiu’s eyes were slightly closed, and he looked extremely solemn.
Jing Shaoci watched with his own eyes that the sealing mud on Gu Shiyi’s body turned from yellow to black, as if something had been sucked out of his body.
After it was completely dark, Yan Zixiu picked up the mineral water bottle he had brought, put it on Gu Shiyi’s chest and squeezed it to inhale, a black mist ball was directly sucked into the bottle.
“What is this.”
Yan Zixiu walked up to him with the capped bottle, shook it and said, “Xie Chong.”
When the bottle approached Jing Shaoci, the fog ball inside visibly shrank, as if it had been electrified.
Yan Zixiu put down his hand, and took the initiative to explain: “Your fate is special, so this kind of dirty things will be afraid of you.”
Jing Shaoci was about to ask how special it was, when Gu Shiyi who was on the bed suddenly snorted.
“Give him a wipe, or he won’t be able to open his eyes with mud.”
Jing Shaoci found that Yan Zixiu was getting more and more compliant when he was ordering him around.
After wiping off the mud on his face with a wet towel, Gu Shiyi slowly opened his eyes.
When he saw Yan Zixiu’s incomparably handsome face, he was stunned for a long time without recovering.
“You, how did you…”
Yan Zixiu looked up at Jing Shaoci, motioning for him to explain to Gu Shiyi.
“He came to save your life.”
Although he didn’t understand the process, Jing Shaoci is also the heir of the top chaebol, so he is naturally well-informed.
Regardless of the fact that today is a scientifically developed society, there are still many rich and powerful people who believe in these feng shui mystics.
But among them, Jing Shaoci was not included.
After Yan Zixiu opened the door of the ward, the Gu family and Chi Sheng rushed in immediately.
After a while, Jing Shaoci also came out.
At this time, Yan Zixiu was poking something on the screen of the phone. He walked in and found that the other party was using a calculator.
“What are you counting?”
Yan Zixiu raised his head, looked at him brightly and said, “We’re counting this time…”
He thought for a while, then changed the word and said, “We’re counting the service fee.”
Speaking of this, Yan Zixiu suddenly remembered the business, “Mr. Jing, do you want to book a super-delivery ceremony with me?”
Jing Shaoci was stunned for a moment, “Extra, me?”
Yan Zixiu nodded, and said very sincerely: “Well, as long as you pay in advance, after you die, I will personally fold gold ingots for you every year.”
Master said that when dealing with wealthy guest officials, there should be more benefits.
Yan Zixiu thought hard, then looked at him and said, “And when you cross the Naihe Bridge, I will bribe the ghost messenger to add an extra spoonful of sugar to your Meng Po soup.”