The hospital where He Qizhi lives is the best traditional Chinese medicine hospital in Yanjing City, not far from Liu Lang's school, and it is a high-end hospital, the environment alone is similar to a hotel, and the service inside is also extremely high-grade.

Rich people are not the same as ordinary people just when they are hospitalized. Liu Lang couldn't understand, since it was a car accident, why didn't he go to a Western medicine hospital, but a Chinese medicine hospital?

However, when Liu Lang saw He Qizhi, Liu Lang understood that He Qizhi's illness could not be cured by Western medicine at all.

When Liu Lang rushed to the ward, there was no one else in the ward except He Shiya and He Shang, and He Qizhi was lying quietly on the hospital bed, not moving.

Seeing Liu Lang come in, He Shiya didn't move, holding He Qizhi's hand with one hand, with tears in her eyes.

He Shang hurriedly stood up and greeted Liu Lang.

Liu Lang glanced at He Shang, didn't say anything, walked straight to the bed, glued two drops of eagle eye blood, and wiped two handfuls on his eyelids.

He Shiya and He Shang both showed a hint of suspicion, looking at Liu Lang's strange movements, but there was nothing.

"Liu Lang, can you see what's wrong with my dad?"

He Shiya looked at Liu Lang with expectant eyes.

Liu Lang shook his head and said with a stern expression: "I'll take a look." ”

This is the first time Liu Lang has used the Taoist book to talk about things, and there is actually no bottom in his heart, when he first entered the ward, Liu Lang roughly swept his eyes.

His face was pale and colorless, his lips were purple, his eyes were tightly closed, and when he looked at it, he thought He Qizhi was a dead man.

However, the heartbeat detector next to him still prompted that this He Qizhi was still alive.

After being coated with eagle eye blood, Liu Lang looked at He Qizhi again, but he scanned it several times, but he still didn't find anything unusual. Not even the black qi in the Taoist book.

In the Book of Taoism, if a person is possessed by a demon, there will be black qi on the person's forehead, and if it is shrouded by this black qi, it proves that the person is still alive.

However, there is another kind. That is, the ghost thing directly scatters the soul of the living person itself, or expells it, and occupies this body, at this time, the black qi cannot be seen on the forehead, but there will be obvious cracks in the palm of the hand.

Thinking of what was said in the Taoist book, Liu Lang walked to He Qizhi's side. Stretched out his hand and looked at He Qizhi's palm.

The palms are white and tender, and they are very well raised, but in He Qizhi's palms, there is really a crescent-like crack.

The crack is not big though. It's like a scar.

Liu Lang was excited, and hurriedly He Shiya's sister and brother: "Did this crack exist before?" ”

He Shiya stepped forward to look at it twice, shook her head, and He Shang also denied it: "My father's palms don't even have very few palm prints. How could there be such a rift? ”

Hearing their denial, Liu Lang's heart moved. "Could it be that He Qizhi's soul is really not in his own body?"

However, if this body is occupied by other ghosts, it is impossible for He Qizhi to be unconscious?

Liu Lang suddenly remembered what He Shiya had said before, turned his head and asked, "That's right." Your dad is under a curse, follow me carefully. ”

He Shiya didn't say anything, but turned her head to look at He Shang.

He Shang's eyes dodged, and he didn't seem to dare to look directly at Liu Lang.

Since Liu Lang beat He Shang, He Shang has a shadow in Liu Lang's heart, both afraid and hateful.

Later, after experiencing the infantile incident, He Shang's hatred slowly dissipated, but the fear of Liu Lang in his heart still existed.

He Shang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in a deep voice: "Brother Liu, actually, my sister and I don't know if my father is cursed, we just listen to the ...... of the goose."

He Shangzheng was thinking about Brother Yan, and suddenly remembered that this Yandong and Liu Lang did not deal with each other, and quickly changed his words: "Yandong, he came on the second day of my father's coma, and after a glance, my father was cursed." When we heard this, we were terrified and asked him what to do. As a result, hey......"

He Shang sighed heavily.

Liu Lang hated only half of the people who said this kind of thing the most, frowned, and said coldly: "What's the result?" ”

He Shang raised his head and glanced at Liu Lang, and hurriedly lowered his head again, as if he sensed Liu Lang's anger, and hurriedly said: "As a result, Yandong, as long as my sister follows him, he will find a way to save my father, and he only gave us three days to think about it." ”

"Damn, that's okay?"

When Liu Lang heard this, his lungs almost exploded, and he originally wanted to try his Taoist skills calmly, but where did he think about it......

"Damn, dogs can't change their eating ~!"

Liu Lang scolded secretly and said sharply: "Why do you believe in Yandong so much? ”

Turning his head and glaring at He Shiya, he said: "You don't really want to give yourself away for that miscellaneous sentence, right?" ”

He Shiya looked very helpless, raised her head tremblingly, and as soon as she touched Liu Lang's gaze, she immediately jumped away quickly.

"No, I don't believe it, is there any other way I can do it?"

"Sizzle......"

Liu Lang gasped.

According to the Taoist book, He Qizhi's soul must have left the body, but it was never forcibly possessed and separated from the body by ghosts, and I don't know what method forced He Qizhi's soul out.

If it is really a curse as Yandong said, there is really such a possibility.

However, Liu Lang didn't understand anything about curses.

"Damn, Yandong's miscellaneous is really not decent, and he actually knows how to curse."

Liu Lang wrinkled his brows tightly, thought for a while, and naturally thought of Ma Youde.

Ma Youde is the only person he knows, and he is quite familiar with the art of curses. Although Ma Youde is a down-and-out protector, he must know a lot more than himself.

In fact, Liu Lang also thought about looking for Zhu Ya, but after thinking about it, Zhu Ya practiced the main door Dao method, and he must know very little about the curse.

Thinking of this, Liu Lang hurriedly picked up his mobile phone and just wanted to call Ma Youde, but after turning two pages, he remembered that he didn't have Ma Youde's phone at all.

"He Shang, you hurry up to that noodle shop, find Uncle Ma, and be sure to invite him quickly."

Liu Lang wrote an address and handed it to He Shang.

He still doesn't know why, "Brother Liu, what is this?" ”

"Don't fucking talk nonsense, bring him here, whether he has been cursed or not, I'll know soon."

He Shiya and He Shang nodded slightly, and He Shang ran out of the ward quickly.

Forty minutes later, He Shang dragged Ma Youde and ran back breathlessly.

As soon as Ma Youde entered the ward, Liu Lang hurriedly greeted him, and said with a solemn face: "Uncle Ma, come on, look at what is going on with this person?" ”

At this time, Liu Lang didn't care about greeting Ma Youde, and pulled Ma Youde to He Qizhi's bed.

Ma Youde glanced at Liu Lang, but he didn't say anything, he came to the bed to take a look, and suddenly his face changed greatly, and he shouted in a trembling voice: "Ah? Soul séance? (To be continued~^~)