What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

"What's mine is yours, and what's yours is mine." Jiuge pouted and gave An Chen a dissatisfied look.

You're already boyfriend and girlfriend, how can you still be so petty about this?

"..." An Chen was speechless and could only continue eating.

It feels strange to say something like that with a happy expression, and it also feels strange to deny it immediately.

Let's just accept it with silence...

Although the meal was simple, it felt quite different from usual.

Two dishes are a bit few, but the quantity is quite generous.

Especially the stir-fried green peppers with pork, Jiu Ge added the amount of meat that An Chen would normally use for two days.

"Don't sneak into my bed while I'm asleep tonight." After finishing his meal, An Chen got up from the cold chair.

"I'm not going to get into bed." Jiu Ge glanced at An Chen, then looked away.

She had finished her meal.

"And don't climb into bed," An Chen added, still worried.

He was already worried, but seeing Jiu Ge's expression made him even more uneasy.

"I don't climb into bed." Jiu Ge still refused to look An Chen in the eye.

"You can't press down on me through the blanket either," An Chen added righteously.

"..." Jiuge didn't say anything.

She gave An Chen a resentful look, then ran to the wall to tease Naitang.

Chapter 259 An Chen is Seriously Ill (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)

Over the next few days, An Chen's condition did not improve at all.

My body was still ice-cold, as if I had just slept in a morgue all night.

During this period, he did not sense any trace of Hua Zhijian.

Hua Zhijian has completely disappeared.

According to Qin Ye, the other party took a long leave from school and then disappeared.

Like Jingcheng's missing colleagues, Hua Zhijian completely disappeared from public view.

What's even more frightening is that his relatives didn't react at all.

It was as if Hua Zhijian's disappearance was completely irrelevant to them.

No one contacted them, no one cared, no one called the police. If Qin Ye hadn't been working tirelessly day and night to investigate, no one would have known about this.

Jiuge was very uneasy about this.

She wanted to take An Chen directly to Hua Zhijian's birthplace, but because it was the beginning of the school year, there were many things to do at school and classes to attend, so neither of them had any extra time.

The Frog Doctor's consultation time hasn't started yet, and if you want to contact Meng Ninghua, you'll have to go to the Red Mandarin Duck Temple in person.

Yu Bei, the kind-hearted person, was tricked by her colleagues in the association into going on a business trip to another city for someone else, and it will be a while before she returns.

After much thought, the only remaining option is to contact Zhang Zhidong, Zhang Zhidao, and others to analyze the current situation.

"That's right! Just like Ms. Jiuge said, it's very cold!" Zhang Zhidong, supporting Mao Maotou, floated to the apartment first.

After floating above An Chen's head for a while and feeling the cool air, he hurriedly carried Mao Mao to the other side.

"Meow?" Milk Candy is sleeping.

When it saw that a guest had come to the house, it opened one eye and looked around.

Finding that everyone was a familiar face, Milk Candy closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

"I, Mao Mao Tou, like the cool aura that Brother An Chen exudes." Struggling to break free from Zhang Zhidong's restraints, Mao Mao Tou flew directly to An Chen's side.

He was on the left, An Chen was in the middle, and Jiu Ge was on the right.

Just a moment ago, the little cat floated on its brother's head and felt a comfort it hadn't felt in a long time.

This is the kind of happiness that Zhang Zhidong, who forced him to get used to hell mode, could not bring him.

“As expected, spirits like cold.” Jiu Ge clung tightly to An Chen’s arm, her expression towards Mao Mao Tou carrying a hint of hostility.

"It's so comfortable, like having air conditioning, and it makes me feel more energetic! Zhang Su... Uncle Zhang, would you like to sit down too?" Mao Mao Tou didn't notice Jiu Ge's expression.

He made a face at Zhang Zhidong, pretending that he was already sitting steadily on the sofa.

Mao Mao patted the left side of the sofa, gesturing for Zhang Zhidong to come over.

"..." An Chen glanced at the dazed, rolling-eyed boy with a hint of disdain.

For no apparent reason, he felt as if he had been used as a strange tool.

“Hmm, although the possibility is relatively small, I also think that if Zhang Zhidong comes, An Chen might be able to return to normal.” Jiu Ge stood up and gestured for Zhang Zhidong to sit in her seat.

“Not bad!” Zhang Zhidong nodded and readily floated to An Chen’s left.

"Don't roll your eyes at your elders." He punched the little boy on the head, then ran to the right and sat down.

"Ouch!" Mao Maotou covered his head and rolled around in frustration.

"Hmm... it really didn't work, the sofa is now one side cold and the other side hot..." An Chen felt a little dizzy.

He was cold, Zhang Zhidong was hot, and the two forces clashed.

"How was it? Completely useless?" Jiuge clenched her fist, nervously watching An Chen's changing expression.

“From a physics perspective, it’s probably colder that’s more effective,” An Chen shrugged.

Ultimately, the sofa felt colder.

Zhang Zhidong's role was roughly equivalent to that of drinking boiling water.

Thinking of this, An Chen sighed.

He pointed to the sofa opposite him, and Zhang Zhidong, understanding what he meant, floated back with an expression of righteous indignation.

His expression, which seemed to say "As expected of me," made it seem as if the matter had been resolved and was perfectly settled.

"..." Jiuge shook her head regretfully and sat back down next to An Chen.

"Let's wait for Uncle Knight to come and take a look." She sighed, her expression full of worry as she looked at An Chen.

Uncle Knight might know something.

And if we keep dragging this out... what if something goes wrong?

Although the divination said that I could marry An Chen around the age of 26, unexpected circumstances could affect the divination result that should have happened.

“Well, it’s a good opportunity to ask Zhang Zhidao to help investigate Hua Zhijian’s situation. I feel there’s something wrong with his family.” An Chen smiled slightly and gave the left side of the sulking boy’s head a good rub with his icy hand.

"Wow! That's awesome!" Mao Maotou suddenly jumped up.

He stood up straight and rested his head on An Chen's body.

"?" Jiuge was shocked.

This move should be her signature move.

“…” An Chen did not react.

"Great! Is my brother coming?" Zhang Zhidong's eyes widened, his voice booming.

"We should be there soon." Jiuge glanced at the time.

More than ten minutes had passed since she called the Knights.

"Great!" Zhang Zhidong looked even more energetic when he heard that his younger brother was also coming.

Five minutes later, the Knight and Zhang Zhidao arrived as promised.

The two men rushed in, accompanied by a parrot, as soon as the door opened.

"So if even the savior is like this, does that mean the world is doomed..." Upon hearing the news that An Chen was "seriously ill," the knight, along with Zhang Zhidong, rushed to the apartment as quickly as possible, using the limits of human time.

After adding a new sofa, the arrangement of all the furniture in the apartment was rearranged.

For a moment, both Zhang Zhidao and the Knight were a little confused.

"So, is An Chen really a savior?" Knight and Zhang Zhidao had different focuses.

They sat on the old sofa, while on the new sofa opposite them sat An Chen and Jiu Ge, who looked relatively calm, and Mao Mao Tou, who was visible only to the knight.

“That’s true. He knows a lot of my private information out of nowhere and has helped me solve several mystical cases.” Zhang Zhidao scratched his head and explained to the knight.

“He does indeed have many incredible qualities.” The knight nodded, then looked at An Chen with a serious expression.

He wasn't worried that anything would happen to An Chen.

When Jiuge told the Knight that An Chen was seriously ill, he thought it was cancer or something.

After learning that he had become as cold and lifeless as a corpse in the morgue, he interpreted it as An Chen gaining a new ability.

Just like Zhang Zhidong, who is sitting next to me now and radiating amazing heat.

"It's not that she's seriously ill; Jiuge is just worrying too much." An Chen gently touched Jiuge's face with his cool hand.

Several days passed, and there were no changes in Jiuge.

He's no longer too worried about passing on his symptoms to Jiuge.

“But I’ve already searched online, and even a minor illness can be fatal. Feeling cold all over might be a small matter, but what if it drags on for too long…” Jiuge took out her phone and handed the search results to An Chen.

Chapter 260 Jiuge, so endearing. (Seeking monthly votes and subscriptions)

"Hmm? Have humans in modern society become so weak and frail?" The knight touched his helmet, his tone conflicted.

So, the new skills that An Chen inadvertently learned could actually be fatal?

"That's right! It's fake!" Zhang Zhidong shouted, debunking the claim.

"As far as I know... you generally shouldn't believe this kind of information. If you're really worried, just go to the hospital," Zhang explained, patting the knight on the shoulder.

Aliens probably don't understand many things about human society.