He had an accident a few months ago, and he couldn't remember a lot of things.

Su Yaoming slapped the steering wheel with an angry blow, then lit a cigarette, and spit out several smoke rings into the air in ecstasy, the kiss just now was deliberate, deliberately let Shun Yinan see them kissing, but he didn't take into account Ye Lingjun's feelings, he was now afraid that Ye Lingjun would hate himself.

said lightly: "I'm sorry Lingjun. ”

As soon as Ye Lingjun got home, he saw a family entering the empty house nearby, which was not a strange thing, but this family behaved a little strangely.

An emaciated teenager who was tied up by his parents and dragged off the Bentley roared wildly, and the middle-aged man dragged him into the house and went to find out.

"Hello auntie, did you just move in today?"

"Who are you?" This aunt looked at Ye Lingjun with a question mark on her face.

"Auntie is like this, I am a neighbor who lives here, I want to ask what happened to that eldest brother just now? Why do you want to bind him? ”

The aunt sighed and said sadly: "Even if I tell you, it won't help much, girl, you better go back, don't scare you." ”

With that, the aunt went to close the door of the apartment.

Ye Lingjun grabbed the iron door with one hand and stopped her from locking the door: "Auntie, you wait first, is it convenient for me to go in and have a look." ”

"Girl, please go back, our family's affairs are a little complicated."

"Auntie, you don't know, I know a little about medical skills, you tell me about your son's condition, maybe I can cure your son's illness."

After hearing Ye Lingjun's words, a flash of joy flashed on the aunt's vicissitudes of life: "You can really cure my son's illness?" ”

Ye Lingjun nodded lightly at her.

"Girl, if you can really cure my son's illness, I will definitely give you a lot of money."

The eldest aunt took Ye Lingjun to the living room, made her a cup of tea, and began to tell about his son.

"I'm so hungry! I'm so hungry! I want to eat! I want to eat! ”

Ye Lingjun heard the heart-rending roar of the young man upstairs, like a beast in hell that eats people's hearts and drinks human blood, and others would have been frightened when they heard this sound.

"Girl, you also heard my son's strange cry, if you are afraid, please go back now."

"Auntie doesn't get in the way, you continue."

"My son's name is Deng Kui, he is twenty-three years old this year, and he came back from studying abroad, but when he came back, he had some abnormalities in his body, and he went to the hospital for an examination, and found out that he had congenital hyperthyroidism, and his father and I sent him to the best domestic hospital for treatment, but it didn't seem to have any effect, but the condition was getting worse and worse."

"He feels very hungry from time to time, and he has to eat a full meal every half an hour, after all, hyperthyroidism is often easy to get hungry, and his father and I also understand, but no matter how much food he eats, he doesn't grow meat."

"My son's stomach is like a huge bottomless pit, his body is getting thinner and thinner, he still weighed one hundred and sixty pounds when he came back, and it was only five days since he came back, but he lost one hundred and thirty pounds in these five days!!"

"Seeing that he couldn't be cured of his disease in China, I discussed with his father and took him to a foreign hospital for treatment, but the result was the same, he couldn't cure his strange disease, he didn't find food yesterday, and he ran into a small alley and he also killed a group of ferocious stray dogs."

"And they also dismembered their bodies and ate them, and now they can do anything to fill their stomachs, so I will bring him back to my hometown today to see if he is possessed by something, and I think I want to find a master to do it for him."

"Now that his condition is getting worse and worse, his sunken stomach seems to be able to eat a mountain, and I really can't think of any other way to save him."

Speaking of this, her eyes were full of tears, and she kept rolling them in her eyes, and finally she couldn't help but burst into tears like a tide.

"I only have this only son, do I want to watch him die?"

Ye Lingjun took out a few tissues on the table and handed them to her: "Auntie, don't worry, you take me to see your son." ”

"I'm so hungry! I'm so hungry! I want to eat! I want to eat! ”

The aunt took Ye Lingjun to the stairwell, heard the roar of the young man upstairs, and inadvertently shivered.

After going up to the second floor, Ye Lingjun calmly looked at the young man tied to the bed, with his teeth and claws as if he wanted to tear them all to pieces.

Ye Lingjun looked at him, his eyeballs were seriously protruding, the white eyeballs were covered with red bloodshots, and there were many bruises around his swollen neck, he did suffer from hyperthyroidism, why was he so serious? Because he had a starving ghost attached to him.

At this time, Deng Kui was already skinny, and he could clearly see the bones inside, as if there was a skeleton lying on the bed.

"Xiaomei, where did this girl come from?" The middle-aged man at the head of the bed asked the aunt suspiciously.

"This girl is here to treat our son's illness, and she knows some medical skills and maybe she can really cure our son."

The middle-aged man's face was full of worry, and he still had some scruples about a stranger like Ye Lingjun.

Without waiting for the middle-aged man to refute, Ye Lingjun said, "Auntie, do you have embroidery needles at home?" ”

"There's it in the closet, girl, I'll get it for you now."

A few seconds later, the aunt came up with a large box of embroidery needles, Ye Lingjun threw out twenty embroidery needles from the box, drew twenty talismans in the air, and let those talismans stick to each embroidery needle.

"This girl you don't want to put these embroidery needles into my son's body, I warn you that if you dare to do so, I will send you to the Patrol Bureau now." The middle-aged man said to Ye Lingjun point-in-cheek.

"If you want your son dead, you can take me to the Patrol Bureau." Ye Lingjun turned his back to him and scolded loudly.

He was speechless, maybe this little girl could really cure his son's illness.

Ye Lingjun's ten fingers were clasped, he silently recited a spell in his mouth, and pushed his palm forward.

The talismans covered with embroidery needles pierced into the different parts of the skinny boy's body, and in an instant his face was in agony, and his whole body curled up in pain.

These embroidery needles shuttled to a corner of his body, causing him to hurt into the bone marrow, and shouted loudly: "Mom and Dad, help me, this woman is a liar, she wants to kill me, she wants to kill me!" ”

The middle-aged man couldn't care so much, picked up the hammer next to him, and smashed it towards Ye Lingjun's head.