Chapter 9, Matters You Do Not Understand

The faint whispers continued, but Siyuan was indifferent; he simply took out the small yellow book he had kept in his pocket and began to flip through its pages

The attending physician was a young man not yet thirty years old. He looked at Siyuan while wearing a mask, then glanced at the bed covered in filthy blood, and squeezed out four words through his teeth: "Nonsense! Get out!"

The book states that only men possess essence blood, while women have what is referred to as heart blood. Furthermore, a man's essence blood is divided into two parts: one is essence, and the other is blood

I am not sure either; I need to ask Linlin to find out.

However, when the bruises dissipated, Lin Lin let out a sigh of relief, and her gaze became more stable. When she turned her head to look at Si Yuan again, her expression had also become natural and serene, free from the previous startled anxiety

Siyuan's tears were painfully welling up in his eyes, but fortunately this time there was enough blood. He cupped his palm and trembled as he walked in front of Linlin. Amid Linlin's terrified murmurs, he placed his fingers between her lips

At that moment, the door was suddenly opened, and a group of nurses and doctors rushed in from outside. Sun stood beside, sweating profusely, explaining to Si Yuan: "I really couldn't hold them back..."

"Oh, Xiao Qi, you are here. Please, have a seat," said General Sun upon seeing Siyuan, quickly standing up to take a can of beverage from the refrigerator and handing it to Siyuan. "Don't be polite, sit down."

However, the moment he stepped into the company, he immediately sensed the intense hostility from those around him, a hostility that seemed to emanate from their very bones, and Siyuan had no idea in what way he had offended them.

"Let's go in a moment," Mr. Sun nodded eagerly. "By the way, please help me check on her as well. I feel that after he wakes up... something seems a bit off..."

Siyuan was taken aback by what he said, lowering his head to look at the empty packets of instant soy milk powder in the nearby trash can. This soy milk powder was from the low-end series produced by a subsidiary of Siyuan's own company... He really dared to speak of his family's traditional soy milk like that

Young man, we are about to close up. You have been sitting here for the entire morning

Siyuan sat on the chair and looked at her for a long time, letting out a deep sigh. In helplessness, he gritted his teeth and thought to himself: "Fine... one cut it is, better than exposing myself in front of the young lady"

After much deliberation, the elderly man selling breakfast finally pulled Siyuan out of his daze and placed a bowl of leftover soy milk in front of him, saying earnestly: "Young man, you look like you are unemployed, which is understandable. In this day and age, it’s all about looks. If you’re not handsome, you’re bound to face some bumps along the way. But what does that matter? Even if we are not good-looking, we should still strive to be remarkable in our own way. Don’t torment yourself; go find a job that doesn’t rely on appearances. If all else fails, come and sell soy milk with me. My family’s traditional soy milk-making skills must not be lost."

Since the matter has been brought up to this extent, if Siyuan were to insist further, it would be nothing short of affectation. Therefore, he wisely chose to remain silent, sitting somewhat stiffly on the sofa without moving.

Blood flowed slowly along the index finger into Linlin's mouth, the metallic-sweet taste of the blood melting instantly upon entry, and Linlin, lacking the strength to spit it out, could only passively swallow it.

Siyuan felt somewhat annoyed by her tone, and he slightly furrowed his brows: "It's no fun when you talk like that. What exactly is going on?"

Observing the bustling crowd on the street, Siyuan couldn't help but let out several heavy sighs, for everyone he looked at seemed like a monster to him... He perceived a demonic aura on everyone's face, and he believed that once Qianruo's psychological clinic opened, he would undoubtedly be her first customer

Wait a minute! Qi Siyuan was taken aback at that moment: "What does this mean? Where did the vice president come from?"

Oh my... it hurts so much...

After following Mr. Sun inside, Siyuan took a deep breath and noticed that there was no demonic aura in the ward, only a faint trace of it lingering on Linlin, though it was already as weak as a wisp of smoke. Perhaps in a few hours, it would be completely dissipated by the breath of life.

Si Yuan naturally had no objections, so he accompanied General Sun, sitting comfortably in his Bentley, and they arrived at the best private hospital in the provincial capital, where he met Lin Lin in the VIP ward on the top floor

Customizing a billboard is simply easier than letting out a fart. Si Yuan turned left upon exiting and completed this task in less than 100 meters. However, the remaining time was quite difficult to endure. Although it is quite pleasant to leisurely enjoy breakfast while watching others rush to work, wasting time like this is truly not his habit

What the hell... Si Yuan felt a surge of emotions within him, as he looked at the instructions in the book, he felt like he was about to break down. He either wanted to stab himself with a knife or slap Lin Lin in the face. Neither of these outcomes was what Si Yuan wanted to see.

After only Linlin and Siyuan remained in the room, Linlin's resistance intensified. Her body could not move, but the trembling grew stronger. Even through the blanket, her emaciated body was clearly visible as it shook.

The receptionist looked up and down at Siyuan, her tone carrying an unnatural hint of jealousy: "Manager Qi, don't you know?"

Seeing his expression, the receptionist was also somewhat surprised. She paused for a moment and said in a lowered voice: "Do you really not know, or are you just pretending not to know?"

"I understand, Uncle Sun is clear-headed." President Sun nodded eagerly, "How about we go and see Linlin now?"

At this moment, he felt as if he wanted to die, but since things had come to this point, he was left with no options. He could only bite the corner of his clothing and make another cut along the wound that had already appeared

Do not come over

The blood within this essence is, in fact, quite significant; it must flow along the life line that runs through the center of the left palm all the way to the end. Only the blood that flows from this wound can be called heart vein blood, and it is only this exasperating heart vein blood that truly possesses the ability to dispel evil, restore righteousness, and guide souls back home.

Then... Sun's eyes rolled around twice: "Can you talk to Uncle Sun? I know a master who said that Linlin was harmed by someone else. If I find out who harmed Linlin, I will skin him alive!"

As soon as Siyuan noticed that General Sun's temper was about to erupt, he immediately had the sense to close his mouth and silently watch General Sun.

Siyuan said nothing further; he lowered his head and walked to the elevator, heading straight to the door of President Sun's office. He knocked lightly twice until a cheerful voice from inside said, "Come in"

"That's a good point." President Sun knew that Siyuan was about to cast a spell, so he quickly retreated to the window, pulled down the blinds, and then opened the door to leave, providing Siyuan with ample personal space

Siyuan nodded slightly, took a few cautious steps forward, and carefully observed Linlin. He discovered that she was not possessed by any evil entity, but was simply experiencing this situation due to her inner fear

Seeing him so innocent, the receptionist also felt puzzled. She lowered her voice and said: "This morning, during the general meeting, you were appointed as the company's vice general manager. You didn't know?"

Seeing him nod, General Sun leaned closer to Si Yuan and said, "I said... Xiao Qi. I grew up with your father since we were little, and he never mentioned that your family had this skill."

"Mr. Sun, how can you appoint me as the manager... I don't have that capability at all." Siyuan sat on the sofa, looking somewhat embarrassed: "Moreover, the people in the company..."

By the way, Xiao Qi, Lin Lin has already regained consciousness. When General Manager Sun said this, he was filled with indescribable joy: The doctor said that with a few more months of rest, she will fully recover, and also mentioned that this is a miracle in medical history

Nonsense, I just came here to mooch a meal, how would I know what is going on

Having escaped from the breakfast shop, it was already 11 o'clock. Siyuan took out his phone to check the time and realized that at this hour, there probably wasn't anywhere good for him to go. Thus, returning to the company cafeteria to grab a meal and then take a nap seemed like a good choice.

In this moment, blood entered her lungs, and Lin Lin suddenly began to cough violently, the blood belonging to Siyuan gushing from her mouth and nostrils. However, as the blood gradually diminished, she continued to cough, and what she coughed up had seemingly transformed into thick, dark clotted blood. This congealed blood slowly flowed from her seven orifices, soaking the pillow and blanket, filling the room with a foul, decaying odor. Yet, as the blood gradually diminished, she continued to cough, and what she coughed up had seemingly transformed into thick, dark clotted blood. This congealed blood slowly flowed from her seven orifices, soaking the pillow and blanket, filling the room with a foul, decaying odor.

Xiao Qi, don't be shy. I have a straightforward temperament and often speak without restraint. However, the manager position is already a done deal, so there's no need for you to decline. It doesn't matter if you don't perform well in the first year or two; how about we give you five years?

You, Manager Qi. They say your father saved President Sun's life back in the day, and you were promoted because of him. I don't know much more than that, so you should go up yourself. Your office is now on the fifteenth floor, in a private office. The envy and jealousy in the receptionist's tone were already hard to conceal: "Sigh..."

Although Linlin is currently weak and frail, her eyes have regained their spirit. However, the panic in her gaze cannot be shaken off, making her appear as if she is a rat caught in the act of stealing oil, trembling with fear at the sight of anyone.

At first, he intended to call Qianruo to ask what assistance she needed over there, but after taking out his phone, he suddenly realized that he did not have that strange girl's number.

"Why haven't I spoken properly, Manager Qi"

Si Yuan is still a novice and cannot articulate the reasons; he can only grit his teeth and nod in agreement

Please stop joking and speak seriously

In fact, her condition is not considered serious

"Soul Guiding ... ... " After locating this section in the directory, Siyuan muttered to himself: "Using one's own essence blood to guide others' souls back to the right path ... ... Hmm ... ... essence blood ... ... "

Si Yuan leaned closer to the front desk receptionist, with whom he had a relatively good rapport, and quietly asked, "What happened while I was away for just one day?"

Thank you... thank you... thank you... Linlin's faint voice of gratitude emerged from her lips, and tears slowly welled up in her eyes

What happened to Xiao Qi

Isn't it a person?" General Sun looked around, stood up to close the door, and then walked over to Siyuan's side, asking in a low voice: "Are you saying that... Linlin was... killed by a ghost?"

After taking the knife, Siyuan felt a sharp pain for a while before finally summoning the courage to make the cut... However, after the excruciating pain, Siyuan realized that he had not cut deep enough, and blood simply would not flow out!

I don't think I'm too ugly... at least I'm a bit better than Jack Ma. " Siyuan coughed twice, placed the money on the table, and turned back to glance at the old man who was still pondering who Jack Ma was, smiling at him: "Sir... soy milk shouldn't have saccharin, it's bitter.

Mr. Sun stood up helplessly and walked over to stand beside Si Yuan, looking at him pitifully and saying, "She is not allowing anyone to approach her right now"

Just as she completed her first swallow and her throat moved slightly, Siyuan immediately withdrew his finger and pressed down hard on Linlin's chin with his other hand, preventing the blood from entering her throat.

"Linlin, Daddy is here." President Sun approached Linlin with a beaming smile and spoke softly, "What would you like to eat? Daddy will go buy it for you."

Mr. Sun has already made this set of statements very clear, and Si Yuan did not intend to hide anything from him. Therefore, he shared the details of his relationship with Da Zhuang. However, he omitted part of the information regarding Ying Zhao and the part-time immortal, only mentioning that Da Zhuang had taught him a little during this year, and after his sacrifice, he left his family's ancestral secret manual to him. Although many aspects could not withstand close scrutiny, he ultimately managed to smooth things over. He only stated that Da Zhuang had taught him a little during this year, and after his sacrifice, he left his family's ancestral secret manual to him. Although many aspects could not withstand close scrutiny, he ultimately managed to smooth things over.

Well, if it can be kept a secret, then let it be a secret. Siyuan smiled dryly and said, "I..."

"Don't... don't come over..." Linlin murmured weakly, her eyes filled with an overwhelming fear, her body trembling incessantly: "Don't come over..."

Why are they all looking at me like this

"What does it matter to them?" General Manager Sun waved his hand and said, "This company is mine. I can appoint whoever I want as manager. Anyone who speaks out of turn will be dismissed."

Si Yuan lowered his head and chuckled awkwardly, and after General Sun's outburst of temper subsided, he continued, "What harmed her... might not be human."

Siyuan's expression changed several times as he scratched his head: "Um... Mr. Sun, would you like to..."

I see, no wonder. "Mr. Sun nodded and said: 'What you mean is... you don't want others to know that you can do this?'"