If you are targeted by a cold and beautiful girl

Chapter 259 An Chen is seriously ill (please vote for me and subscribe)
In the next few days, Anchen's condition did not improve at all.

His body was still cold, as cold as if he had just slept in the morgue all night.

During this period, he did not feel any trace of Hua Zhijian.

Hua Zhijian completely disappeared.

According to Qin Ye, the other party took a long vacation from school and disappeared.

Like Jingcheng's missing colleagues, Hua Zhijian completely disappeared from public view.

What's even more frightening is that his relatives didn't respond at all.

It was as if Hua Zhijian's disappearance was completely insignificant to them.

No one contacted, no one cared, no one called the police. If Qin Ye hadn't been running around day and night to investigate, no one would have learned the news.

Jiu Ge was very disturbed by this.

She wanted to take An Chen directly to Hua Zhijian's birthplace, but because the school had just started, there were a lot of things in the school and classes had to be held, so neither of them could spare any extra time.

Doctor Frog's consultation time hasn't come yet, so if you want to contact Meng Ninghua, you have to go to the Red Yuan Temple in person.

The good old Yu Bei was tricked by colleagues from the association into going on a business trip for someone else, and it will take some time before he comes back.

After much thought, the only option left now was to contact Zhang Zhidong, Zhang Zhizhi and others to analyze the current situation.

"Not bad! It's exactly what Ms. Jiuge said, it's very cold!" Zhang Zhidong floated to the apartment first with his hair on his head.

After floating on An Chen's head for a while and feeling the cold air, he floated to the opposite side with his hair on his head.

"Meow?" Toffee was sleeping.

Seeing a visitor coming to the house, it opened half of its eyes and looked around.

Realizing that they were all acquaintances, Toffee closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

"It's me, Maomaotou. I like the cold air emanating from brother An Chen." He struggled to break free from Zhang Zhidong's restraints, and Maomaotou flew directly to An Chen's side.

He is on the left, An Chen is in the middle, and Jiuge is on the right.

After just floating on his brother's head for a while, Maomaotou felt a sense of relief that he hadn't felt in a long time.

This was the happiness that Zhang Zhidong, who was forced to get used to the hell mode, could not bring him.

"Sure enough, spirits like the cold." Jiuge hugged An Chen's arm tightly and looked at Maomaotou with a hint of hostility.

"It's comfortable, like air conditioning. It also makes me more energetic! Zhang Su... Uncle Zhang, would you like to sit here too." Maomaotou didn't notice Jiuge's expression.

Making a face at Zhang Zhidong, he pretended to be sitting firmly on the sofa.

Patting the spot on the left side of the sofa, Maomaotou motioned for Zhang Zhidong to come over.

"..." An Chen glanced at Maomaotou, who was floating and rolling his eyes, with a bit of disgust.

For no reason, he felt as if he was being used as a strange tool.

"Hmm, although the possibility is relatively small, I also think that if Zhang Zhidong comes over, An Chen may be able to return to normal." Jiuge stood up and motioned for Zhang Zhidong to sit in his seat.

"Not bad!" Zhang Zhidong nodded and floated to An Chen's left side happily.

"Don't roll your eyes at your elders." He punched Maomaotou on the head, then ran to the right and sat down.

"It hurts!" Maomaotou covered his head and rolled beside him in grievance.

"Well... it really didn't help. The sofa became cold and hot at the same time..." An Chen felt a little dizzy.

He was cold, Zhang Zhidong was hot, and the two forces started fighting.

"How's it going? It's completely useless?" Jiuge clenched his fists and looked nervously at An Chen's expression.

"From a physical point of view, it's probably a bit colder." An Chen shrugged.

In the end, the sofa still felt a little more cold.

Zhang Zhidong's effect is about the same as that of drinking boiling water.

Thinking of this, An Chen sighed.He pointed to the sofa opposite, and Zhang Zhidong, who understood what he meant, turned back with a righteous expression on his face.

The look that said "As expected of me" looked like the matter had been settled.

"..." Jiu Ge shook his head regretfully, and sat back next to An Chen.

"Let's wait until Uncle Knight comes over to take a look." She sighed and looked at An Chen with a worried expression.

Uncle Knight might know something.

And if it continues to drag on...what if, what if something happens?

Although the divination said that he could marry An Chen when he was about 26 years old, unexpected circumstances would also affect the divination result that was supposed to happen.

"Well, it just so happens that I can ask Zhang Zhiye to help investigate Hua Zhijian's affairs. I think something is not right about his family." An Chen smiled slightly and rubbed the resting Maomao on the left with his cold hands. The head of the head.

"Wow! It's great!" Maomao's head jumped up suddenly.

Standing upright, he rested his head on An Chen's body.

"?" Jiuge was shocked.

This action should be her exclusive action.

"..." An Chen had no reaction.

"Not bad! Is my brother coming?" Zhang Zhidong's eyes widened and his voice trembled.

"It should be here soon." Jiuge glanced at the time.

It had been more than ten minutes since she called the knight.

"Not bad!" Zhang Zhidong looked more energetic when he heard that his younger brother was coming.

Five minutes later, the knight and Zhang Zhizhi arrived as scheduled.

Opening the door, the two rushed in with a parrot.

"So if the savior is like this, will the world be ruined..." After hearing the news that An Chen was "seriously ill", the knight and Zhang Zhidong rushed to the apartment as quickly as humanly possible.

After adding a new sofa, the placement of furniture in the apartment was adjusted.

For a while, Zhang Zhi and the knight were a little confused.

"So An Chen is really the savior?" The knight and Zhang knew that their concerns were different.

They were sitting on the old sofa. Opposite them on the new sofa were An Chen, Jiu Ge, who had relatively calm expressions, and Mao Maotou, whom only the knight could see.

"Indeed, he can know a lot of my private information for no reason, and has helped me solve several metaphysical cases." Zhang Zhizhi scratched his head and explained to the knight.

"There are indeed many incredible things about him." The knight nodded and looked at An Chen seriously.

He wasn't worried about what would happen to An Chen.

When Jiuge said that An Chen was seriously ill, the knight thought it was cancer or something.

After knowing that it was as cold as a corpse in the morgue, he understood that An Chen had gained new abilities.

Just like Zhang Zhidong, who is sitting next to him now and radiating amazing heat.

"It's not that he's seriously ill. It's just that Jiu Ge was too worried." An Chen touched Jiu Ge's face with his cold hand.

A few days passed, and Jiuge didn't see any changes.

Now he is not too worried about infecting Jiuge with symptoms.

"But I've searched before, and even a common ailment is likely to be fatal. Being cold all over the body may be a minor thing, but if it takes too long..." Jiuge took out his phone and handed the search results to An Chen.

　Thanks to Zuiyi for the 5100 starting coins.

　　Thanks to Cangming Youkun for the January ticket, for the fish that came ashore for the February ticket, Yisheng1 for the January ticket, Zuiyi for the April ticket, and Xianyuya for the February ticket.

　　
　
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