Huang Xikong stood up and said, "I did it."

Xia Yingxiu and Xia Zhihuai looked at him together.

Huang Xikong rarely explained: "Last night, a reporter sneaked into the hospital and investigated one by one in the wards on this floor. It should be for you, so I set up a ghost to hit the wall in the corridor and targeted them."

Xia Zhihuai and Xia Yingxiu were both silent for a moment.

A moment later, Xia Yingxiu gave him a thumbs up: "Beautiful job!"

Huang Xikong looked at her with a little surprised look.

Xia Zhihuai's mother is really good.

Xia Zhihuai sighed and asked, "You can't let them hit the wall all the time, right? Can you get them out?"

Huang Xikong walked to the door and just raised his hand and snapped his fingers. Several reporters in the corridor lined up to enter the elevator, and then left the hospital with no eyes.

He closed the door casually: "It's solved."

Xia Zhihuai nodded and looked at Xia Yingxiu who was standing at the end of the bed: "Mom, go back and rest. I am fine. I can be discharged from the hospital if I have no problem with the examination tomorrow."

"I feel a little worried about Wanwan at home. I always feel that the master who brings her is not reliable."

Xia Yingxiu was still a little worried: "It's really okay? Don't hold on."

"It's okay, I'll ask Huang Xikong to take you back?" Xia Zhihuai looked at Huang Xikong and whispered, "Please."

His mother was frightened and terrified this day. Now it was this point again. He didn't dare to feel relieved if she really wanted to go home alone.

Huang Xikong: "I'll come here later."

Xia Zhihuai was not polite to him: "Then go and go back quickly?"

Huang Xikong glanced at him, grabbed the little ghost in the corner with one hand, and followed Xia Yingxiu to leave the ward.

...

Until she walked out of the hospital, Xia Yingxiu asked, "Xiao Huang, tell my aunt... Did Xia Zhihuai get into a car accident because he got into a car accident?"

Although Huang Xikong was not used to being called Xiao Huang, he couldn't do anything to Xia Zhihuai's mother.

He could only follow Xia Yingxiu's words, with a slightly surprised expression and asked, "Why did you ask like that?"

"I have seen the videos posted online. I know my son. He never touches alcohol. And he has no notice now. He doesn't have to keep moving around like before, so his mental state must be much better than before, so he won't just drive straight into the bridge pier in broad daylight."

She watched the surveillance video repeatedly and carefully many times.

Xia Zhihuai was pressing the steering wheel with both hands at that time, and he didn't look around, but he just followed the demon.

If he stepped on the brakes or turned on the steering wheel, the car would not be as severe as it would be.

After listening to Xia Yingxiu's analysis, Huang Xikong just pondered for two minutes and stood by the roadside waiting for the taxi.

"Xia Zhihuai didn't cause any trouble, but his luck was not bad recently."

Xia Yingxiu looked at him in surprise: "Really? Are you telling me the truth?"

"Yes." Huang Xikong nodded confidently and said with a smile, "You should know Xia Zhihuai's personality best. He is not a person who can make enemies everywhere. What's more, he is no longer in the entertainment industry, and there is no problem of resource competition, so no one will deliberately target him."

Xia Yingxiu has heard of the fact that Xia Zhihuai has low luck.

Mainly, he was really too memorized some time ago.

It's hard to ignore it.

"When Wanwan called you, she should have told you the reason."

Xia Yingxiu nodded: "I know this. The people in Xia Zhihuai's previous team stole his luck."

"Well, luck will come back slowly, it just takes time." Huang Xikong explained patiently, "So during this period when his luck is low, if there is any minor accident, the situation may seem serious. However, with Wanwan and I here, you can guarantee that his life is safe, so don't worry."

"Thank you, thank you." Xia Yingxiu finally let go of her heart.

"Wait tomorrow, my aunt will prepare a sacrifice for you, and you can do whatever you want."

Huang Xikong: "..." doesn't have to be.

He has no shortage of anything lately.

...

After sending Xia Yingxiu home, Huang Xikong appeared directly in the hospital.

Huang Xikong placed the little ghost at the end of Xia Zhihuai's bed and asked, "You are the direct victim of this incident and have the right to deal with this little ghost, so what are you going to do?"

"Disast him directly or send him to the underworld to reincarnation?"

Xia Zhihuai sat at the end of the bed, holding the beautiful peach, and his head was empty for a moment.

Is this a matter of his injury that just came back from the gates of hell?

What he needs most now is meticulous care ~
Chapter completed!