Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Uncle Qin slowly got out of bed, feeling dizzy and unwell. He could only call the nanny: "Hey, Sister Liu, come to my room and tidy up."

"Okay, sir, I'll go right away."

A minute later, Sister Liu opened the door, glanced instinctively at the shelf against the wall, and screamed as if she had seen something: "Ahhh, it, how did it come back again? I clearly already..."

At that moment, a chill ran down her spine, and her scalp tingled. She clearly remembered that she had put the blue and white porcelain vase in the storage room while the old man was asleep earlier that day.

It's come back at least three times already. Why is it coming back again? What the hell is this thing?

Suddenly, a sinister laugh echoed in her mind. Startled, Sister Liu's pupils contracted, and she turned and screamed as she ran out.

Uncle Qin just watched helplessly as she inexplicably did a series of actions after opening the door, completely bewildered: "What's going on? Has she lost her mind? Why is she running away?"

After a while, I stood up and walked out, but I still felt weak, as if I had just run a marathon. Sigh, is it because I'm getting old and my strength is failing me?

I walked down the stairs step by step, watching the screaming people.

He frowned and said, "Sister Liu, what are you making such a fuss about? Have you seen a ghost? You're shouting so loudly, be quiet."

Sister Liu looked at him tremblingly, as if she had seen something, and hurriedly lowered her head, stammering, "Sir, I'm not feeling well and would like to ask for a few days off, is that alright?"

Uncle Qin frowned, somewhat impatiently: "You look better than me. Why do you need to take a vacation? What's wrong with you?"

"No, it's nothing, I'm just not feeling well."

She was also afraid of being entangled by something, so she didn't dare to say anything.

Perhaps seeing how pale she looked, Uncle Qin waved his hand and said, "Didn't you want to ask for leave? Go ahead, and the others can bring me some food. I want to eat shrimp wontons."

Upon hearing this, Sister Liu nodded her thanks and then disappeared in a flash.

"...What the hell? Why are you running so fast?"

The other nannies quickly brought over the wontons. They looked up and their pupils contracted. The boss, who had been plump and had a good complexion, now looked ashen and had dark circles under his eyes.

It's really scary to look at: "Boss, are you feeling unwell? Your complexion looks really frightening. Why don't you go to the hospital for a checkup?"

Uncle Qin touched his face and indeed felt weak. Could he really be sick? That wouldn't do. He hadn't enjoyed enough of life's pleasures; how could he possibly get sick?

A sense of fear crept into his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He grunted impatiently, "I know. Don't tell Madam. I'll tell her myself."

After eating a couple of bites, he really lost his appetite, so Uncle Qin took out his phone and made a call, which was answered quickly.

"Hey honey, I want to go to the hospital for a checkup. Could you come with me? It'll put my mind at ease."

Wang Lin was extremely busy and still angry, so she immediately refused: "You know I'm very busy, Xiu Yuan. I don't have time to go with you. Just ask any of the three kids to go with you."

I have something to do here, so I'll leave now. Go find the kids, bye.

The call ended abruptly as soon as he finished speaking.

Uncle Qin listened to the dial tone and his face darkened terribly. He could only call his three children, but the result was the same: none of them were willing to come.

He would either say he was too busy to go shopping with friends, or that he had something to do with his buddies, and then slam his hand on the table.

She said angrily, "Unfilial! The children were raised for nothing. What's the use of having them? When I need them, they all run away faster than anyone else. It's infuriating!"

"Where's the driver? Hurry up and take me to the hospital."

Uncle Qin threw down his chopsticks and went outside. He got into the car, still panting, dizzy, and looking even worse: "Huff, huff, let's go, let's go to the best First People's Hospital."

Upon hearing this, the driver glanced in the rearview mirror and saw that the man's face looked really bad. He cautiously said, "Boss, are you having low blood sugar? You don't look well."

"Nonsense, how could someone as fat as me have low blood sugar? I'm just weak from sleeping too much. What are you talking about? Hurry up and drive to the hospital. I need to get a checkup, you hear me?"

"Okay, okay, I understand, boss. Please have a seat."

The driver immediately dared not ask any more questions, and frantically stepped on the gas. What was originally an hour's journey was completed in just forty minutes. He quickly got out of the car and opened the door.

He said respectfully, "Boss, would you like me to accompany you to the doctor?"

Uncle Qin waved his hand: "No need, I'll go directly to Dr. Xu. You wait for me in the car, and we'll go back after this is over."

Turning around, he went to the third floor of the hospital, knocked on the door, entered the director's office, plopped down, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said, "Dr. Xu, please examine me."

"What's wrong with me? I feel like my body is falling apart. I have no strength at all, and I feel tired even after walking a little bit. I need to get checked out and see what medicine I can take to help."

Upon hearing this, Dr. Xu looked up and frowned instantly upon glancing at his face: "Your complexion... have you been staying up very late lately? Something doesn't look right."

"How have you been lately? Have you been drinking or staying up late, or anything else? Tell me so I can decide what tests to do. A full-body checkup would take too long."

"If Mr. Qin can wait, he can have a full-body check-up, but some tests involve slight radiation, so it's best to avoid them if possible, as they're not good for your health."

Uncle Qin wasn't embarrassed at all and said frankly, "Our sex life has been a bit more frequent than before, but it shouldn't be this weak."

Upon hearing this, Dr. Xu's eyes flashed with understanding, and he smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's really possible. You're over fifty years old, it's normal for your body to not be able to handle it."

"At this age, it's natural for the body to be a bit weak. If you do it too frequently, it's even worse. So how many times a month is it usually?"

"It wasn't a month, just in the last few days, about ten times. I felt quite energetic at the time, but I felt very tired yesterday and today. Could it be that I really can't do that kind of thing anymore?"

"...!!"

Seeing that his expression was off, Uncle Qin said worriedly, "Is this really the problem? Why don't you get me checked out? It'll put your mind at ease to see the report. Let's just have a urology checkup."

Dr. Xu nodded: "Okay, then I'll give you a test order. It's better if you do this test first. If we can find the cause of the disease, we can treat it directly. If we can't find the cause, then we'll do a full-body checkup."