Feng Jingcheng stared blankly at Nan Yuanman, rubbing his eyes hard, but Nan Yuanman was still there in front of him.

Is he... hallucinating?

A baby appeared in the ward, which Xiao Qidong and Xie Feiyi, who were eating porridge, also noticed.

Xiao Qidong asked curiously, "Little friend, who are you looking for?"

Feng Jingcheng: "?"

He turned sharply to look at Xiao Qidong, pointed at Nan Yuanman, and asked, "Old Xiao, can you see her?!"

"Yeah, I can see it." Xiao Qidong nodded, puzzled, and asked Xie Yifei, "Old Xie can see it too, right?"

Xie Yifei was licking the last bit of porridge from his bowl when he heard this. He glanced at Nan Yuanman and nodded, "I can see it."

Feng Jingcheng was dumbfounded. He turned his head back to stare at Nan Yuanman, pinched his thigh hard, and winced in pain.

He gasped sharply. This... this wasn't a hallucination! His sister hadn't just appeared out of a dream! This was a real person!

"Yuanman!" Meng Qingwan rushed over to Nan Yuanman, reached under her armpits and lifted her up, looking her over from head to toe: "Come on, let Auntie see if you're hurt."

“You and your dad really scared me to death. They just disappeared all of a sudden, leaving only the car outside.”

"No, I have Xiaohong and Grandpa. Bad guys can't beat me. Aunt Qingwan, don't worry." Nan Yuanman shook her little head and said proudly.

Xiao Qidong and Xie Yifei were stunned for a moment, then looked at Feng Jingcheng in unison, their eyes asking him: Is this little baby yours? When did your family get a little baby?

Feng Jingcheng was still in a daze, completely oblivious to their gazes, and just stared blankly at Nan Yuanman.

Nan Yuanman noticed Feng Jingcheng's gaze, patted Meng Qingwan's arm, signaling her to put her down, and then walked with her short legs to Feng Jingcheng's hospital bedside, struggling to climb onto the accompanying stool.

She looked at Feng Jingcheng for a while, then looked down and rummaged through her small handbag. She pulled out a talisman, held it between her fingers, stood up, leaned closer to him, and circled it around his head three times.

Feng Jingcheng's gaze followed her movements, and finally he saw her hand tremble slightly, and the talisman suddenly burst into flames.

After the talisman burned out, Feng Jingcheng, who had just felt very cold, felt a warmth rise in his body, dispelling the chill in his limbs, and his confused mind gradually cleared.

He looked at Nan Yuanman with surprise and doubt: "You...you're really my sister?"

“Yes, Sixth Brother.” Nan Yuanman nodded, then took out a talisman from his small satchel and handed it to Meng Qingwan: “Aunt Qingwan, put this in the water for Sixth Brother to drink.”

"Sixth Brother, because you've been in the yin place for too long, yin energy has entered your bodies. Your luck will be low these days. You should bask in the sun more, do more good deeds, and avoid attending funerals or going to cemeteries and crematoriums."

Nan Yuanman gave a soft, childlike instruction, pausing slightly at the end before continuing, "Don't go to places that no one has set foot in for a long time, or you'll be haunted by ghosts."

She glanced at Xiao Qidong and Xie Yifei, who were craning their necks to look at her curiously, thought for a moment, and then took out four talismans from her small handbag and handed them to them: "Do you want them?"

"A talisman to dispel yin is 888, and a talisman to gather yang is 999. Cash transfer is accepted."

Feng Jingcheng, finally realizing what was happening, was completely bewildered: "???"

Xiao Qidong: "???"

Xie Yifei: "???"

Xiao Qidong looked at the two talismans in her hand, somewhat bewildered, and asked, "Little sister, are you... are you a little charlatan? Are these talismans even useful?"

"Of course the Perfect Talisman is useful, and besides, if Perfect Talisman hadn't gone to save you, the four of you would have been dead long ago." Meng Qingwan said irritably, "Do you even know that you've been missing for half a month!"

"What?! Half a month? We only went for one night!!" Xie Yifei exclaimed in astonishment.

Xiao Qidong and Feng Jingcheng were also shocked.

They quickly picked up their phones and checked the date; indeed, half a month had passed since their adventure at Youlan Hospital!

Xiao Qidong said in a daze, "For us, it really only felt like one night had passed..."

They had planned to explore Youlan Hospital that night. At first, they didn't think there was anything wrong with the hospital, except that the atmosphere was a little scary.

But for them, who had seen many horror movies, the atmosphere wasn't a big deal. However, later on, they faintly heard cries for help coming from inside the ward.

They mustered their courage and pushed open the ward door, only to find nothing inside, except for a strong smell of burning.

As they were leaving, the hospital bed suddenly started creaking and groaning, as if someone was jumping on it. Xie Yifei, the most timid of them all, was so frightened that he fled in panic.

But after running around and around the corridor, they suddenly realized that no matter how they ran, they would eventually end up back in front of the ward.

Feng Jingcheng was starting to feel scared and was trying to find a way out when Sun Jiajun suddenly shouted that he had found the exit from the hospital!

They followed him out, and when they reached the garden, they felt heavy and exhausted. Xie Yifei suggested that they sit down and rest.

As they sat there, they fell asleep and began to have recurring dreams...

They thought they had only slept for one night, but little did they know that they had actually slept for a full two weeks!

"No wonder I feel like I haven't eaten in eight hundred years, my stomach is growling with hunger." Xie Yifei rubbed his flat stomach and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Feng Jingcheng keenly grasped the key point in Meng Qingwan's words. He stared at Nan Yuanman: "What do you mean Yuanman came to save us? Weren't we just exhausted and asleep?"

Xiao Qidong and Xie Yifei stared at the baby sitting on the care bench, their faces filled with shock and curiosity.

Meng Qingwan rolled her eyes in a very inelegant way: "Who's so tired that they can sleep for half a month? You guys are bewitched."

“Yuanman is a coffin maker. Her grandfather taught her some skills. It was your fourth brother who noticed you were missing and called us. That’s how Yuanman realized you were in trouble and took your father and your second uncle to rescue you.”

Meng Qingwan couldn't help but sneer: "You, as her older brother, haven't come to see her since Yuanman returned to the capital. When she got into trouble, she had to go and save her. Tell me, isn't that embarrassing?"

Feng Jingcheng pursed his lips and remained silent. He had always assumed that the illegitimate daughter Feng Congqian brought back would be an adult, or at least around sixteen years old. He thought the girl was too scheming, which was why he hadn't gone back.

Who knew... that the biological daughter Feng Congqian brought back was such a little baby who looked only four or five years old.

This makes him seem like an unkind older brother.

With Meng Qingwan's explanation, Xiao Qidong and Xie Yifei accepted the two talismans given by Nan Yuanman in a daze and transferred the money.

Just then, Feng Congqian, who was outside negotiating with the Xiao, Xie, and Sun families, also brought Feng Langqing in.

Xie Shuyao and Xiao Mingchen looked at Nan Yuanman with curiosity. Feng Congqian had just briefly told them what had happened at Youlan Hospital.

They were amazed that a four- or five-year-old toddler possessed such amazing abilities, but they didn't question it.

After all, in ancient times, an eight-year-old child could become a prime minister! It's not surprising that a four- or five-year-old toddler could have some ability to catch ghosts and tell fortunes... right?

The man who came out to see Sun Jiajun was a middle-aged man in a suit, with a plump figure and a bald head. He forced a kind smile at Nan Yuanman, but before he could speak, a wailing voice suddenly came from outside the ward: "Jiajun! Jiajun! My poor child!"

Immediately afterwards, a woman dressed in a pink suit with exquisite makeup rushed in, carrying a strong scent of perfume, and threw herself on top of the still unconscious Sun Jiajun.

The woman patted Sun Jiajun's pale face with trembling hands. Seeing his weak breathing, she completely broke down: "Jiajun, wake up and look at your mother!"

Seeing that Sun Jiajun didn't give her any response, the woman turned to Feng Jingcheng and questioned, "Sixth Young Master Feng, our Jiajun was perfectly fine when he went out with you half a month ago! Now he's lying in bed half dead! You have to give me an explanation!"