Her Majesty the Queen is a god in the entertainment industry

"It's indeed a lot better. If it weren't for taking the medicine, it seems that my mood has been greatly affected." Xu Maochun said and smiled at Jiang Lingxi who was standing aside.

This person is sometimes a good medicine, more effective than any medicine.

Jiang Lingxi watched Shen Yunqing's eyes fall on her wrist, and simply hid her hand, "My hand is not fully healed yet, and checking the pulse should have an impact. Let's wait until the hand heals."

Shen Yunqing had no choice but to swallow back what he was about to say.

After drinking tea, Jiang Lingxi and Shen Yunqing said goodbye to their grandfather and grandson. However, on the way back in the car, the two of them lost their seats.

It was Shen Yunqing who drove, and Jiang Lingxi sat in the passenger seat.

"What is your Majesty thinking?"

"You can see it." Jiang Lingxi glanced at him and sighed softly, "You said that Xu Zhiyi was really killed by Wuhua. Xu Zhiyi was not a magician but a doctor. Why did she pretend to be a patient? Why did you kill Xu Zhiyi and take away Xu Zhiyi's heart?"

Naturally, it was not easy to discuss these doubts in front of Xu Maochun, the father of the deceased. Now that they were the only ones in the car, they had no worries.

"I have thought about this too," Shen Yunqing pondered for a moment, "Is there a possibility that Wu Hua did have a physical problem at that time, and Xu Zhiyi was treating her, but was later killed because she discovered the secret of Wu Hua's body. But there is really no logic in taking away the heart."

"It's a pity that people died."

Of course, this is a pity, but it is a pity that the real owner cannot explain her doubts.

"It should be morning over there now, right?"

Shen Yunqing glanced at the time: "It's about the same."

"Then I'll call Wujue right now."

When Wujue was connected, Jiang Lingxi got straight to the point, "Wujue, Yun Qing and I met a person today who was probably killed by Wuhua. That person died eight years ago and had the same pattern on the back of my hand. , his heart was taken away by Wuhua after his death."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Lingxi heard the sound of something being knocked to the ground and shattered from the microphone.

"Wujue? What happened to you over there?"

"Wait for me to rush back as soon as possible."

Jiang Lingxi could hear the urgency in Wujue's voice, "Have you finished taking care of everything over there?"

"It's almost done. Hemir can do the rest of the finishing work. I should be able to arrive in the Imperial Capital tomorrow."

Jiang Lingxi: "...Okay, then when you return to the Imperial Capital, come to Xiyuan to find me and Yun Qing."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Lingxi reviewed Wujue's reaction again, "Wujue's reaction to this matter seems a bit overwhelming. He probably knows something. He said he can return to the imperial capital tomorrow."

"Then wait until he comes back and ask him again. It's hard to talk about this kind of thing on the phone."

"Ah."

Jiang Lingxi and Shen Yunqing both thought it would be good if Wujue could come back at noon or afternoon tomorrow.

Unless you hang up the phone, turn around and get on the plane.

As a result, they never expected that when they woke up early the next morning, they saw someone sitting in the main hall outside. Xia Zhi: "Master Wujue arrived an hour ago."

"You really rushed back without stopping. Are you feeling well?"

"Okay, but it's not all over yet." Wujue said with a wry smile, "But the information His Majesty brought me this time is too important, and I must come back as soon as possible."

"What information? Information about Xu Zhiyi?"

"That's right. Your Majesty, do you still remember the heart I asked Changning to bring back with you when she returned to China with you?"

Jiang Lingxi felt a sudden flash of inspiration in her head, "Could it be that that heart doesn't belong to Wuhua?"

Wujue pursed his lips and nodded.

"Let me just say, even Wuhua is black from head to toe, and his blood is black. How can he still have such a beautiful heart? That heart originally belonged to Xu Zhiyi?"

"That's right," Wujue said in a deep voice, "Since ancient times, practicing sorcery has always been harmful to the body. In the end, it will only transform people into ghosts or ghosts. Wuhua is such an example. Her The heart is the first to be corroded by the death energy. But in her opinion, if the heart can no longer be used, then replace it with another one and continue to use it. However, this heart cannot be used by anyone. It must be an adult that has fully grown. She is full of vitality, and must be kind-hearted, selfless, and upright, so that she can withstand the infection of death in other parts of her body day after day, and it can last longer."

Jiang Lingxi took his words, "So, she focused on Xu Zhiyi. The Xu family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine that saves lives and heals the wounded. Xu Zhiyi is an adult, and his heart is absolutely healthy. He is kind and selfless. As a doctor, he is even more... There is no shortage, he is simply an excellent heart donor!”

Wujue nodded slowly, "His Majesty said on the phone yesterday that you and Yun Qing had seen Xu Zhiyi's body?"

"Yes, Xu Zhiyi's father, Xu Maochun, and I are old acquaintances, and we have each other's contact information. Yesterday I had an advertising endorsement release, and he happened to see these lines on the back of my hands from the video, and they were the same as Xu Zhiyi's. The lines left on Zhiyi’s body were very similar, so he contacted me.”

"The old man doesn't want his son's death to be unknown. He has been trying hard to find the truth these years, and even froze Xu Zhiyi's body. He didn't want to give up a possible clue when he came to me. When I called you yesterday, I just came from Xu Zhiyi. Come out home."

Shen Yunqing gave a cup of tea to the two people who had been talking to each other for a long time when they met, and summed up by the way: "It's true, one drink and one peck will make the decision."

Jiang Lingxi took a sip of tea and said, "By the way, Wujue, what were you planning to do when you asked Chang Ning to take the heart back home?"

"One, take him home. The other, offer incense. But I didn't expect that his body would be kept by his relatives to this day, so it's time to return it to the original owner."

Wujue said, putting down the teacup, taking out his cell phone and sending a message to Changning.

"I asked Chang Ning to get the box back, and I have to ask Your Majesty to take me to the Xu family."

Jiang Lingxi nodded decisively, "No problem."

It wasn't until Wujue got up that Jiang Lingxi realized what he meant by not feeling better yet.

The upper body of this man was no different from that of an ordinary person, except from the waist down, it seemed as if a hundred kilograms of stone had been dropped invisibly. His walking was heavy and slow, and he almost tripped when he walked around the coffee table.

Shen Yunqing quickly gave him a hand and said, "It's really hard for you."

Dragging such a body and rushing back so quickly!

Jiang Lingxi looked at Wujue, "I saw a piece of technology news on my phone two days ago, saying that after freezing a person, there is a certain chance that the person can be resurrected after thawing. Xu Zhi was frozen by his father as soon as he died, and his heart You kept Wuhua properly after his death, so after putting it back into his body, is it possible for others to wake up again?"

"If conventional medical methods are not enough, what about adding the methods of a magician?"

After all, the four of them in the hall are able to stay alive because of the unpredictable magician's skills! (End of chapter)