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

But when asked about the meeting time, Liu Xiaoyu said that it is best to rush to the headquarters within two days, and if possible, it is 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 so urgent. Gao Ming was dead anyway, 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 a while and do some preparations by the way.

However, not long after he promised here, the news had already been sent back to the headquarters.

When Cao Yanhua heard that Yang Jianhui was participating in this captain's meeting, the anguish and sorrow on his face were washed away a lot.

"I finally got an accurate positive reply, Yang Jian is still an honest person." At this moment, he even expressed such emotion in his heart.

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

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

After all, the captains are all top ghost hunters. Strictly speaking, such people are no longer normal people. They have been dealing with ghosts all the year round, and the feelings in their hearts have gradually lost. Apart from restraining themselves, I really don’t know there are other people. Something can restrain them.

"I hope the arrival of Yang Jian can send a signal to change the attitudes of those people, otherwise it will be really difficult to handle."

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

I can't pull Old Qin out of the statue because of this.

He has almost died of old age, and it is still a question whether he can wake up next time. If he really can't wake up, let alone the captain can no longer restrain him, I am afraid that the safety of the headquarters will be difficult to guarantee.

"I heard that the Spirit Removal Society on the island country is even more unlucky, and has been infiltrated by a ghost. Now many members of the Spirit Removal Society have been corroded by the supernatural, and their lives cannot be guaranteed. As for the supernatural events that happened in the island, Very few people will deal with it, and it is almost on the verge of getting out of control."

In contrast, Cao Yanhua felt that the headquarters he was in charge of didn't seem so miserable, at least the overall situation was stable, and the implementation of the captain's plan was smooth.

"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 been in a low-grade fever."

"Go and see."

Cao Yanhua stood up and went to the ward immediately.

Wang Xiaoming's ward is not in the hospital, but was temporarily rebuilt with several rooms in 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 brought his assistant to the ward.

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

At this moment, he was wearing a hospital gown, his body was thin, his skin was pale and almost bloodless, his cheeks were deeply sunken, and there was a morbid blush on his face. Wear a respirator.

Obviously, his life has reached the point where the fuel is exhausted. If it hadn't been forcibly extended by various medical means, he would have already died.

Do not.

It was not medical means that extended Wang Xiaoming's life, but his willpower as hard as a rock.

It seems that he still has something to do, and he is not willing to swallow this breath in advance anyway.

"Cough cough."

A weak cough sounded.

Wang Xiaoming, who was in a low-grade fever, opened his eyes slightly, his eyes were still as bright and as deep.

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

Wang Xiaoming took off his oxygen mask. Although he spoke weakly, he was still orderly.

Cao Yanhua wore a mask and disinfected his body before entering the ward. He said, "Professor Wang, how are you feeling today, are you feeling better?"

"I can't die for a few days now, ahem, but I won't be able to hold on for long. It is estimated that I will die within a month." Wang Xiaoming said slowly.

Cao Yanhua sighed and said, "Why are you so stubborn, cancer is a terminal illness for ordinary people, but it is like a small cold to the supernatural circle, it is not a problem at all, there are many supernatural methods in the headquarters that can be cured. You, some supernatural means don't even have side effects."

"No matter how bad it is, you can still become a ghost master. A lot of things have happened in the headquarters recently, and some places cannot be separated from you. I hope you can focus on the overall situation and change your mind."

Wang Xiaoming motioned to the carer next to him to help him adjust the pillow and let him 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 the limit, then I should follow this rule and let me die. I don't want to be a ghost driver. Those who are unwilling to be rescued by supernatural powers.”

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

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

Wang Xiaoming glanced at him and said, "Spiritual events can never be completely resolved. It was the case during the Republic of China, it is the same now, and even more so in the future. We are just two useless paperworkers. It is never us who decide the future."

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

Wang Xiaoming said: "It seems that Yang Jian agreed to come to participate in this captain's meeting."

"You already guessed it?" 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, the captain's supernatural power has been controlled to such a point that they have already lost control, but today's situation is also expected."

Cao Yanhua turned and said, "Yang Jian will come to the headquarters this afternoon, and he should meet us at that time. Do you have the confidence to convince him?"

"Spirituality is always full of uncertainty. It can bring you despair and surprises."

Wang Xiaoming said, "Anyway, you have options, don't you?"

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

Wang Xiaoming was silent for a while before he said: "I just want to see if the supernatural thing can really spy on fate, if I look far enough, he is indeed very important, but unfortunately I can't see it in the future, you can take care of me have a look."

Cao Yanhua wanted to say something else.

However, Wang Xiaoming coughed twice to interrupt him: "Okay, it's time for my injection. Minister Cao, you can go out first. I'll sleep for a while later, so I can take care of myself and see Yang Jian."

"Alright then, Professor Wang, rest first, and I'll visit you in the afternoon."

Cao Yanhua sighed, got up and left.

Wang Xiaoming didn't say a word, just sat there and watched him leave, while the nurse beside him was busy, changing his dressings and infusions, carefully safeguarding this fragile life.

"That vellum said I was going to die of cancer, and it looked like it was true."

"Since it's true, then this is the best ending for me. Why should I worry about it, it's really boring to know so much in advance... But it feels very good."

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

When the nurse saw that Wang Xiaoming was asleep~www.wuxiaspot.com~ did not dare to disturb, just turned off the light, and left the ward quietly.

On the other hand, Yang Jian from Dachang City left work early and went home, and then entered the safe house. While checking some of the imprisoned ghosts, he was also doing some preparations.

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

Even Gao Ming, one of the three people in charge of the city at the headquarters, died, something terrible must have happened.

Even if it is not a supernatural event, it must involve the battle between the ghost riders.

Therefore, the necessary back-up is to be prepared.

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