Not A God

Chapter 106

Xin Yun looked bloodlessly at Zen, who was not far away and couldn't help but take a step back, pressing himself against the lift wall as if he could draw some sense of security from it. Sometimes the horror of the obvious is far less horrifying than the truth one arrives at after thinking it over.

Xin Yun was as deep in the fog as he was in the fog, and he was already scared out of his wits when he glimpsed the tip of this unknown world. He really could not imagine that the junior in whom he had complete trust was not a human being, and might even be a ghost or monster beyond imagination and terror. Now that he thought about it, Zhou Shi's strange appearance had only just begun with Zen's appearance.

Xin Yun's lips trembled as he recalled the way Zhou Shi's body trembled just now. Such a terrifyingly strong person had become that scared just because of Zen's words. It was conceivable that Zen was an existence several times more terrifying than Zhou Shi, and that his essence must be even more terrifying than Zhou Shi's. Xin Yun was so frightened by his own imagination that his face turned white, and when his fear became so extreme, he could not even scream, but could only keep her eyes open in vain, looking terrified. He had only just left the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den, but he felt that he was going to die soon.

In the lift, Zen looked at Xin Yun, who had suddenly started to change his face, and gave him a complicated look.

Xin Yun couldn't be suffering from a disease, could he?

"Are you alright?"

Zen said out of humanitarian concern.

"...I am!"

Faced with Zen's concern, Xin Yun opened his mouth and stammered until he couldn't speak at all. Although he had seen through this junior's identity, it was obvious that Zen did not seem to have any intention of tearing his face off. If he were to expose himself first, wouldn't he be torn apart, that's what they do on TV.

Thinking about it, Xin Yun's cold sweat swished down and he didn't know how to answer the question, so he had to give an awkward, yet polite smile, his facial muscles twitching in an exaggerated manner that looked like he was having an epileptic fit.

Xiao Yu in his arms looked even more frightened than Xin Yun, and the whole ghost was dumbfounded, so he could only follow his brother's example and put on a smile too.

Only it was even stiffer, so stiff that it looked like a dummy doll.

Zen was confronted by a small smile and paused: "Are you having a relapse?"

He was still hesitant, but now, looking at Xin Yun's strange smile, Zen had basically confirmed it. He had to go to a doctor as soon as possible, or else he would be in trouble if he had to wait for Xin Yun's condition to develop.

"Huh? The disease?"

Xin Yun was bewildered for a moment, then reacted and replied: "Yes, I am sick!"

Xin Yun was worried that he had no reason to get rid of Zen, and now he had found one. He braced himself and looked deflated, stating that he was frightened by the man just now and had a relapse and now had to go to the hospital for more medicine.

Ding-dong-

The lift arrived.

"Do you need me to help you at the hospital?" Zen asked politely.

"No need! I'll just have Xiao Yu with me!"

Xin Yun lost his smile and walked out of the lift with Zen, cold sweat breaking out. But despite what he said, Zen walked with Xin Yun to the underground stop, ready to walk this sick man to the underground; after all, he was a colleague, and Zen would still do the basic care.