Since Su Jingmo had deliberately concealed what really happened in the tunnel and had asked Qin Cheng to leave, Qin Cheng had no way to know.
When he was with Su Jingmo, Qin Cheng wasnât aware of how tired he actually was, but as soon as he returned to the house at the foot of the hill he was currently living in, his body suddenly felt oppressed by an invisible weight. At this, Qin Cheng blackened out and collapsed on the ground.
âHmmâŚ.â As he pressed his palm against his head, Qin Chengâs brow wrinkled and he gasped for air. After he finally managed to breathe more smoothly, Qin Cheng tried to stand up, but found that his legs were paralyzed.
He then struggled to get up again, but there was no way he could do so.
Qin Cheng sighed and simply stopped struggling all together, lying on his back on the ground to rest. There was no need to think too much about what was going on. After all, Qin Cheng understood his body the best. This, he was afraid, was the side effect of the medicine Su Jingmo gave him. This wasnât the first time he felt so powerless. In the past few days, he had often felt so tired that he couldnât even lift his hands and feet, but he would always get better after sleeping for a long time. However, this time was a little bit more serious, which could be related to the excessive blood loss he had suffered not long ago.
Qin Cheng wasnât afraid or anything, he was just worried that this situation would worsen. If, one day, he fell into a coma, it wouldnât be good. After he made up his mind, he decided that if he was really going to die, he would die inside that tomb so that he could accompany Su JingmoâŚ.
Since Ninghua Village was currently uninhabited, and that old family living at the entrance of the village had moved some time ago after being persuaded by the police, there was really no one around apart from Qin Cheng. The whole village was dead silent, without any sound around, not even from the insects, birds, or animals.
At that moment, Qin Cheng remembered something Qu Zhiwen had said a while ago. He had said that because the tomb was so filled with fierce ghosts, and because living people had to move away, the insects, birds and animals had to flee for their lives the moment Su Jingmo woke up.
â Had to run for their livesâŚ. â When he remembered Su Jingmoâs peach blossom eyes, Qin Cheng shook his head. â Why run from such a beautiful man? â
Because it was Autumn, the ground was slightly cool. In the end, Qin Cheng had to lie on the cold ground for a long time before his legs could move again. Unfortunately, his health had reached its limit, and when he felt the familiar sensation of exhaustion coming across his face, Qin Cheng hurried to rinse it with cold water. Soon after that, he fell asleep in bed.
However, Qin Cheng didnât know that this sleep would be different from usual. Unlike the past few days, this time, he slept for a long, long time. When he finally woke up again, four days had already passedâŚ.
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Qin Cheng slept for such a long time, and neither Wu Hai or Zhang Jun noticed his absence since they were also quite busy these days.
The one who discovered that something was wrong with Qin Cheng was Wu Hai. Following what Qin Cheng had asked, Wu Hai contacted the landlord for a room. Fortunately, it just so happened that there was a one-bedroom apartment available, so Wu Hai called Qin Cheng to confirm the transaction; however, Qin Cheng didnât answer. Guessing that Qin Cheng must be busy with something, Wu Hai called Qin Cheng again in the afternoon, twice, but still no one replied.
After all the accidents they went through recently, how could Wu Hai not worry? If Qin Cheng was really not in danger, then everything would be a simple worry and thatâs it. But if something did happen to him, then what should he do? No one in college had seen Qin Cheng for days, and Wu Hai could guess Qin Cheng had gone to Ninghua Village.
Itâs justâŚ. When he looked at the setting sun, Wu Hai was somewhat hesitant to go. He didnât know what was going on in Ninghua Village, he just knew how dangerous that place was. After all, he had experienced it himself once. Seeing that the sun was about to set, he decided to hurry before it got dark. He wasnât any better than Qin Cheng when it came to impulsivity. Although Qin Cheng didnât say it, Wu Hai could guess that Qin Cheng must have something on him that allowed him to see ghosts and keep them away from him. Even if there wasnât such a thing, it was pretty obvious that Qin Cheng was also being sheltered by the owner of the tomb, which is why out of all the people that died in the tomb, Qin Cheng was still aliveâŚ. But Wu Hai was just an ordinary human.
However, during this period of time, Wu Hai and Qin Cheng had become brothers who went through life threatening events. When Wu Hai thought that Qin Cheng might be in danger somewhere, he just couldnât not go find him.
After he made up his mind, Wu Hai simply gave Zhang Jun a call. After telling Zhang Jun about this situation, Zhang Jun stood silent for a while before he said: âIâll try to contact Qu Zhiwen and see if he can locate him. If not, Iâll accompany you.â
âAlright. Contact Qu Zhiwen first.â
However, Zhang Jun wasnât able to get in contact with Qu Zhiwen. Even though he also tried to call Jiang Ping, he never picked up the call.
At that moment, Zhang Jun saw that the sun was minutes away from setting.
In the end, Wu Hai and Zhang Jun made a plan and then drove to Ninghua Village as fast as possible. Taking advantage of the fact that the sky wasnât completely dark yet, they wanted to find Qin Cheng before night arrived.
When the two men found Qin Cheng sleeping in a house and saw how pale his face was, they were glad to have found him in time.
Qin Chengâs complexion didnât look as healthy as it should. His face was extremely pale, as if all the blood in his body had faded away. His skin even looked a bit blue. With his eyes closed, Qin Cheng was lying on the bed, like a dead man who wasnât breathing.
Wu Hai and Zhang Jun were stunned to see Qin Cheng like this. At that moment, the two of them really thought Qin Cheng was dead. After they rushed to the bed, they desperately shook Qin Cheng to wake him up. When Wu Hai felt how cold Qin Chengâs skin was, he took a long breath.
Fortunately, they could feel the slight rise and fall of Qin Chengâs chest. At that instant, Zhang Jun and Wu Hai hurried to carry Qin Cheng to the car and take him to the hospital.
Wu Hai could tell that Qin Chengâs situation wasnât normal, and on the way to the hospital, Zhang Jun kept trying to get in touch with Qu Zhiwen. Qu Zhiwen finally replied the next day, and when he heard what had happened to Qin Cheng, he rushed over to the hospital as soon as he could with Jiang Ping, whom Wu Hai hadnât seen since they were in Pingyao.
When Zhang Jun saw Qu Zhiwen coming, regardless of what the doctor had said, he pulled Qu Zhiwen towards the room Qin Cheng was resting at and said: âQuick, you have to see Qin Cheng. What happened to him? Why isnât he awake yet? His face even looks like aâŚ.â
â Dead man âŚ.â
Zhang didnât want to say those words, but when Qu Zhiwen saw Qin Cheng, he understood what Zhang Jun had hesitated to say. Even though Qin Cheng was clearly not dead, his face looked like it.
Qu Zhiwen touched Qin Chengâs face and felt that his skin was slightly stiff, just like a person who had recently died. But when he touched Qin Chengâs chest, he could feel the normal beating of his heart. Although Qin Chengâs breathing was slow, he was still alive.
On the surface, he had the appearance of a dead man, but his internal organs were working as they should to keep him alive. To be completely honest, this was the first time Qu Zhiwen had seen anything like this.
âWhat is it? Whatâs wrong with Qin Cheng?!â
After seeing Qu Zhiwenâs expression slowly turning serious, Zhang Jun could guess that the situation wasnât optimistic, so he hurried to ask: âIs he in danger?â
Qu Zhiwen straightened up and shook his head: âI donât know.â
When Jiang Ping, who was on the other side, saw that Qu Zhiwen wasnât speaking anymore, he looked at the people standing around. At that moment, Jiang Ping understood that what Qu Zhiwen was about to say shouldnât be heard by common people, so he took out his police badge and asked the doctors and nurses to leave the room.
When the onlookers were finally gone, Qu Zhiwen continued: âIt doesnât look like his body is being haunted by ghostly qi, and this wasnât caused by the formation. You can see that Qin Cheng looks like a person whoâs been dead for at least a day, since his skin is slightly stiff. Even though he canât wake up or hear anything, heâs still breathing. However, although his organs are working, theyâre working slower than normal.â
âSo, is Qin Cheng still alive?â
âHeâs alive, but itâs not that different from being dead. He canât sense anything.â
Wu Hai and Zhang Jun didnât know what to say for a while. More precisely, they were stupefied.
Seeing the two men like this, Jiang Ping, who hadnât spoken yet, looked at Qin Cheng and sighed: âThen, will he wake up? Is there anything you can do?â
Qu Zhiwen, once again, shook his head: âA doctor needs to know the symptoms to treat the sickness. I donât even know whatâs going on with Qin Cheng, so what can I do? ButâŚ.I think I know someone who might know whatâs going on.â
â Although Su Jingmo may not know how to help Qin Cheng, at least, heâs the direct cause of Qin Chengâs current state. It would be good if I can figure out what happened. â
Qu Zhiwen was very interested in Qin Chengâs state. After all, it would be reasonable to say that Qin Cheng should already be dead, and yet, his soul was still inside his body and his organs were still working. It was as if something was forcing Qin Chengâs internal organs to operate as they should to keep Qin Cheng aliveâŚ.
â What on earth could possibly achieve this effect? â
However, before Qu Zhiwen could use this excuse to go to the tomb to ask Su Jingmo for an explanation, all of a sudden, Qin Chengâs state changed.
At that moment, the once pale blue skin regained its pink color, while the stiff limbs softened slowly. Filled with renewed vitality, even his breathing pace returned to normal. The only thing that didnât change was that Qin Cheng remained asleep.
All of these changes occurred right in front of everyoneâs eyes.
After seeing such a bizarre phenomenon for the first time, Zhang Jun couldnât help but feel numb all over: âItâs like fucking coming back from deathâŚ.â
Wu Hai and Jiang Ping could only agree to this inside their minds, but Qu Zhiwen was thinking something else.
â Coming back from deathâŚ. â Thinking of this possibility, Qu Zhiwenâs expression turned unpredictableâŚ.
â If itâs what Iâm thinking, I should rethink the problem at hand. Could it be that Su Jingmo doesnât want to come back to life, but he also doesnât want Qin Cheng to live? â
â Although Su Jingmo has been dead for a long timeâŚ. Qin Chengâs soul wonât be able to withstand such torment.⌠â
Hi!! Iâm back~~ and weâre so close to the 100th chapter too! â*:.･.o(â§â˝âŚ)o.･.:*â
Qin Cheng is in his âdamsel in distressâ phase again hahaha, while Qu Zhiwen is trying to find excuses to interrogate Su Jingmo, heâs so nosy I canât đđđ