Chapter 1193: Chapter 355: [Furnace?]
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Lao Hu’s condition is not good, he looks listless, with a needle in the back of his left hand, and a bag of IV fluid hanging on the stand beside him, about two-thirds done.
However, Hu Shangke told Chen Yan that after this bag is finished, there is another one.
"Old Chen, I really trouble you. You see, I’m sick, and you purposely came to visit me... No doubt, our friendship as old classmates, you treat me so well, if you ever need anything, just say the word, I’ll be there!"
Hu Shangke sat there, staring at Chen Yan, pale-faced, expressing his gratitude.
Looking at his weak appearance, his face is pale with a hint of blue — as if something has drained his Yang Qi.
Chen Yan frowned at him: "How did you end up like this?"
Hu Shangke shook his head: "I don’t know either. In the late night to early morning, I felt uncomfortable in my sleep, but I was so groggy I just forced myself to continue sleeping.
By dawn when I woke up, something was wrong, dizzy and with a fever. I wanted to tough it out, thinking I’m still young and healthy, but then my mobility became limited, so I thought to just take some cold and fever medicine myself.
By noon, I couldn’t bear it anymore, felt worse, gritted my teeth and went out to the hospital for a check, also worried that living alone, if I died at home, no one would know."
Chen Yan squinted at Hu Shangke.
The Celestial Eye combined with the "Illusion Breaking" ability allowed him to clearly see a faint thread of Calamity Qi appearing on Hu Shangke’s crown.
This is...
The first time he saw Calamity Qi, Chen Yan had casually cleared it for him.
Yesterday, Hu Shangke had a car accident, Calamity Qi reappeared, and after taking him home, Chen Yan cleared it again.
And today, Calamity Qi appears again?
Seeing Chen Yan’s serious demeanor as he stared at him, Hu Shangke felt genuinely touched — this old classmate really regards me as a friend, truly cares about me!
Hu Shangke hurriedly said: "Actually, it’s nothing major. I’ve seen a doctor and done an examination. They said it’s just the flu — isn’t it the flu outbreak period lately? Probably got infected while working outside.
It’s just a fever, it’ll be uncomfortable for a few days then it’ll pass.
The doctor prescribed medication, once I’ve finished today’s IV, I’ll be fine after a few days of medicine."
Chen Yan nodded, not saying much more, casually asking: "Have you eaten?"
"Uh... no." Hu Shangke smiled bitterly: "Woke up feeling terrible, my mobility is limited, can’t make food myself, wanted to order takeout at noon, but felt so feverish I couldn’t bother..."
Chen Yan thought for a moment, took out his phone to find a familiar name from his WeChat contact list.
This was a key member of Zhao Shanhe, President Zhao’s core team during school.
Although President Zhao graduated and went home to start his large-scale immersive script tourism business. But the empire he built during his four years at university remains, and the odd jobs team he formed hasn’t disbanded, still supported by a group of junior students, helping each other, benefiting later juniors.
Chen Yan found a mainstay in President Zhao’s previous odd jobs team, who hasn’t graduated, still in school.
Chen Yan contacted them via WeChat and quickly received a reply, assigning them a task immediately.
"Near the hospital by the school, in the IV room, a task to take care of a patient, send someone to watch and help, bring some easily digestible food for the patient, accompany him during treatment, and help take him home afterwards."
The quote was one hundred, Chen Yan directly transferred two hundred, adding: "Include meal expenses. Also..."
He glanced at Hu Licking Dog, added on WeChat: "Send a guy, not a girl."
Hmm, although Hu Shangke’s nature has improved, what if? People are most fragile and lonely when sick, what if sending a girl triggers Hu Shangke’s licking dog characteristics again?
Chen Yan didn’t consider himself overly worried.
Because Hu Shangke was already sighing: "I think I need to find a girlfriend, after all, as a grown man, falling sick with no one to care for me... What’s the use of earning so much money then?"
Chen Yan glanced at him, sent another message: "Must be a guy!"
The hospital wasn’t far from the school, and the helper arrived in about twenty minutes.
It was indeed a guy, Chen Yan recognized him at a glance, he knew him, a little chubby fellow.
The guy greeted him with a smile, calling him senior brother, then Chen Yan introduced him to Hu Shangke.
The chubby guy was considerate, came not empty-handed, bringing porridge from Yonghe King outside the hospital, and an egg pancake.
Despite Hu Shangke’s courteous words, he drank the porridge — clearly starving.
Leaving Hu Shangke with the chubby helper, Chen Yan made up an excuse to leave.
He exited the hospital and headed straight for Hu Shangke’s home.
Having visited yesterday, he easily found Lao Hu’s building. There was no property management or access control, so he went up the stairs smoothly.
The door to Hu Shangke’s apartment could not stop a Third Realm Cultivator like Chen Yan?
But before entering, Chen Yan bent down, lifted a corner of the doormat, then his expression changed.
The Six Yang Righteous Qi Talisman he had buried beneath it yesterday was gone!
To be precise, it had been burned, with a residue of ashes from the talisman paper on the floor.
Chen Yan focused his attention, frowning.
The Six Yang Righteous Qi Talisman, specifically restraining evil entities.
Although the power of a single talisman is limited, in this world, entities that can withstand a Six Yang Righteous Qi Talisman are already rare.
When he had just started cultivating, the time Gu Qingyi took him to Zijin Mountain to vanquish a Mountain Puppet, a Six Yang Righteous Qi Talisman could make the opponent feel the pain quite heavily.
Contemplating for a moment, Chen Yan opened the door to enter.
Entering the living room, his eyes focused with Primordial Qi, aided by the Celestial Eye technique and "Illusion Breaking" ability.
Soon, Chen Yan’s expression changed slightly.
In his vision, the previously spotless floor was now clearly marked with footprints.
The footprints were delicate and slender, obviously not left by a man.
The imprint was left because the intruder triggered the Six Yang Righteous Qi Talisman, burning it, causing fluctuations in their aura, leaving these footprints.
It was clear though, the Six Yang Righteous Qi Talisman didn’t cause serious harm — as these footprints appeared composed, showing no sign of disorder.
The intruder had calmly, step by step, walked in from the door.
And the footprints led into Hu Shangke’s bedroom.
The bedroom door was closed, Chen Yan gently pushed it open, stepped inside.
But as soon as he entered, he felt the room was stuffy — being cold, all doors and windows shut, no ventilation, the air felt stagnant.
Most importantly, amid the stifling atmosphere, Chen Yan caught a special scent.
He wasn’t a novice; he knew this smell all too well.
The overpowering scent of cherry laurel flowers!!
Immediately, Chen Yan’s face turned grim!!
Oh, Hu Licking Dog, even with a broken leg, still...
Glancing at a trash bin by the bed, it was filled with used... tissues!
Chen Yan’s eye twitched as he turned on his heel and exited the room.
Quickly opening a window in the living room to ventilate, Chen Yan breathed out deeply.
Is Hu Licking Dog being drawn by some entity?
Yet, he didn’t feel Demonic Qi on him.
The Six Yang Righteous Qi Talisman outside the door was triggered and burned up, but no lingering Demonic Qi was left behind.
So, it’s not a demon — but someone?
Could it be he’s encountered an Evil Cultivator using him as a Furnace?
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[Important Announcement!]
I need to take a two-day break for a conference. No drafts are prepared, and I can’t write on-site during the meeting, as the schedule is packed with sessions during the day and night. I’ll resume updates on the 26th, Friday.
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