Mysterious resurgence

Yang Jian agreed to Liu Xiaoyu's participation in the captain's meeting at the headquarters.

But when asked about the meeting time, Liu Xiaoyu said that it was best to rush to the headquarters within two days, and if possible, it was best to leave now.

Yang Jian did not leave immediately, but decided to leave in the afternoon.

He felt that although this matter was important, it was not that urgent. Anyway, Gao Ming was dead, and there were two captains Wei Jing and Li Jun guarding the headquarters, so nothing would happen. He could spend more time in Dachang City. Stay for a while and make some preparations.

But not long after he agreed here, the news had been sent back to the headquarters.

When Cao Yanhua heard that Yang Jian would attend this captain's meeting, the depression and sadness on his face were immediately washed away.

"Finally, I got an accurate and positive reply. Yang Jian is still an honest person." At this moment, he even felt this way in his heart.

Compared with those people's excuses, rejections, and perfunctory responses, Yang Jian's quick and accurate response made Cao Yanhua suddenly feel that there is still truth, goodness, and beauty in the world.

But despite all the excuses and rejections from other captains, Cao Yanhua still didn't dare to speak seriously.

After all, the captains are all top ghost controllers. Strictly speaking, these people are no longer normal people. They have been dealing with ghosts all year round, and the feelings in their hearts have gradually lost. Apart from restraining themselves, I really don’t know what else to do. What can restrain them?

"I hope Yang Jian's arrival can send a signal and change the attitude of those people, otherwise this matter will be really difficult to handle."

Cao Yanhua, who was in the conference room, rubbed his head and felt powerless.

I can't pull Mr. Qin out of the statue just because of this incident.

He has almost died of old age. Whether he can wake up next time is still a question. If he really can't wake up, not to mention that the captain will no longer be able to restrain him, but it will be difficult to guarantee the safety of the headquarters.

"I heard that the Spirit Exorcist Society on the island country is even more unlucky. A fierce ghost has sneaked in. Now many members of the Spirit Eliminator Society have been eroded by supernatural beings, and their lives cannot be guaranteed. As for the supernatural events that have occurred in the island country, Very few people are dealing with it anymore, it’s almost on the verge of getting out of control.”

In contrast, Cao Yanhua felt that the headquarters he was responsible for seemed not so miserable. At least the overall situation was stable and the captain's plan was implemented smoothly.

"How is Professor Wang? Is he awake?" Suddenly, Cao Yanhua asked the assistant beside him.

The assistant immediately said: "I'm awake now, but my condition is not very good. I have a low fever."

"Go and have a look."

Cao Yanhua stood up and immediately went to the ward.

Wang Xiaoming's ward is not in the hospital, but is temporarily converted from several rooms at the headquarters.

Although it seems a bit crude, the instruments and medicines here are the best and most expensive, and even the doctors are the most authoritative experts.

And these configurations are just to prolong Wang Xiaoming's life.

soon.

Cao Yanhua came to the ward with his assistant.

Through the glass window of the ward, he saw Wang Xiaoming lying on the hospital bed.

At this moment, he was wearing a hospital gown, his whole body was thin, his skin was pale and almost bloodless, his cheeks were deeply sunken, with a sickly blush on his face, all the hair on his head had been shaved, and there were still Wear a respirator.

Obviously, his life had reached the point where it was exhausted. If it were not forcibly extended by various medical methods, he would have died long ago.

No.

What saved Wang Xiaoming's life was not medical treatment, but his rock-hard willpower.

He seemed to have something unfinished, and he was unwilling to take this breath in advance anyway.

"Ahem."

A weak cough sounded.

Wang Xiaoming, who was suffering from a low fever, opened his eyes slightly. His eyes were still so bright and deep.

"Deputy Minister, I see you, come in."

Wang Xiaoming took off his oxygen mask. Although his speech was weak, he was still methodical.

Cao Yanhua wore a mask and disinfected his whole body. Then he walked into the ward and said, "Professor Wang, how are you feeling today? Are you feeling better?"

"I won't die for the next few days, ahem, but I can't hold on much longer. I'm probably going to die within a month." Wang Xiaoming said slowly.

Cao Yanhua sighed and said: "Why are you so stubborn? Cancer is a terminal disease for ordinary people, but to the supernatural circle, it is just like a small cold. It is not a problem at all. The headquarters has many supernatural methods that can cure it. You, some supernatural methods don’t even have side effects.”

"No matter what happens, you can still become a ghost controller. A lot of things have happened in the headquarters recently, and some places cannot do without you. I hope you can put the overall situation first and change your mind."

Wang Xiaoming motioned to the nurse next to him to help him adjust the pillow so that he could sit up.

After the nurse raised the hospital bed, Wang Xiaoming said: "No one is indispensable, and I am no exception. Since my body has reached its limit, I should follow this rule and let me die. I don't want to become a ghost master." Those who are unwilling to be saved by supernatural powers."

"It's not that I resist the supernatural power, it's that I've done everything I should do, and life has no meaning to me."

"But the supernatural incident has not been solved yet." Cao Yanhua said.

Wang Xiaoming glanced at him and said: "Supernatural incidents can never be completely solved. This was true during the Republic of China, it is true now, and it will be true in the future. We are just two useless paper framers. It is never us who determine the future."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it for now. I'm here to tell you good news." Cao Yanhua said.

Wang Xiaoming said: "It seems that Yang Jian has agreed to attend this captain's meeting."

"Have you guessed it a long time ago?" Cao Yanhua said.

"What else can you tell me besides telling me this? Could it be that the other captains have changed their minds and are willing to listen to you?"

Wang Xiaoming said: "Don't overestimate yourself. Once the captain's supernatural power has been mastered to this extent, they have already lost control. However, today's situation has been expected."

Cao Yanhua turned around and said, "Yang Jian will come to the headquarters this afternoon, and he should meet us then. Are you confident in convincing him?"

"Supernatural is always full of uncertainty. It can bring you despair, but it can also bring you surprises."

Wang Xiaoming said: "Anyway, you have alternatives, right?"

"But no one is more suitable than him, that's what you said." Cao Yanhua said.

Wang Xiaoming fell silent, and then said after a while: "I just want to see if the supernatural thing can really peek into destiny. If I look far enough, it is indeed very important. Unfortunately, I can't see the future. You can do it for me." have a look."

Cao Yanhua wanted to say something else.

Wang Xiaoming coughed twice and interrupted him: "Okay, it's time for my injection. Minister Cao, you can go out first. I'll have to sleep for a while to regain my energy and see Yang Jian."

"Okay, Professor Wang, you need to rest first. I will come to visit you in the afternoon."

Cao Yanhua sighed, stood up and left.

Wang Xiaoming didn't say anything but just sat there and watched him leave, while the caregivers on the side were busy around him, changing his dressing, injecting fluids, and carefully maintaining this fragile life.

"The piece of paper said I was going to die of cancer, and it seems to be true."

"If it's true, then this is the best ending for me. Why should I bother myself? It's really boring to know so much in advance, but it feels really good."

After a while, Wang Xiaoming smiled slightly, lay down again, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

When the nurse saw Wang Xiaoming asleep, she didn't dare to disturb him. She just turned off the light and left the ward quietly.

However, Yang Jian from Dachang City came home from get off work early, and then entered the safe house. While inspecting some of the imprisoned ghosts, he was also making some preparations.

He didn't think that going to the headquarters this time was just for a meeting.

Even Gao Ming, one of the three people in charge of the city where the headquarters is located, is dead. Something sinister must have happened.

Even if it's not a supernatural incident, it definitely involves a fight between ghost masters.

Therefore, the necessary backup tools must be prepared.

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