Along with the sound came a faint, almost imperceptible ghostly aura.

Nan Yuanman stopped in her tracks, sniffed the air like a puppy, and looked curiously in the direction from which the sound came.

Not far from her, there was a small stall selling rat poison and cockroach poison. In front of the stall squatted a young woman with short pink hair, wearing pajamas, and looking particularly decadent.

The woman, holding about ten packets of rat poison, asked with a weary and desperate expression, "How much for all of this?"

The stall owner looked at the woman, then at the large pile of rat poison in her hand, and asked cautiously, "Young lady, you bought so much rat poison to take home and poison rats, right?"

It's not the medicine itself, is it?

"Of course." Yao Xianglu chuckled. How could she not be considered a little mouse?

The stall owner breathed a sigh of relief and gestured a number to her: "Just give me thirty yuan, girl. I don't know what's wrong with you, but you're still young. You'll be blessed after you get through this."

"Good fortune? If this good fortune could come to my house, I'd think it was blind." Yao Xianglu muttered to herself, gave the stall owner thirty yuan, and then swayed away with the rat poison in her arms.

Nan Yuanman stood there for a few seconds, pondered, and then followed after him with his short legs.

Meng Qinian walked a short distance without realizing it, then turned around and found that the little brat who had been following him was gone. He was so frightened that his fur stood on end: "!!"

Meng Qinian looked around in a panic, and then he saw Nan Yuanman sneaking around behind the pink-haired woman.

Meng Qinian rushed over and grabbed her by the back of her collar, his heart pounding in his chest from the shock: "Yuanman! Why did you run away without a word? You scared me to death!"

Nan Yuanman was lifted up by him, her arms and legs curled up like a kitten. Seeing Meng Qinian's pale face, she realized she had done something wrong and obediently apologized, "I'm sorry, Brother Qinian, I scared you. I'm used to it."

She got used to being wild when she lived with her grandfather in the countryside. Plus, the countryside is such a small place, she didn't need her grandfather to accompany her or report to him when she went to play.

Once you've had enough fun, you can go home.

This caused her to forget that she was supposed to tell Meng Qinian earlier.

The little girl apologized readily, and Meng Qinian couldn't bear to blame her. He gently ruffled her soft hair and then told her, "I'll let it go this time, but next time you need to go somewhere else, be sure to let me know."

"Otherwise, they'll be kidnapped by human traffickers!"

Yuanman nodded obediently: "Okay, Yuanman understands."

Meng Qinian dared not let Nan Yuanman walk on her own this time, and asked while holding her, "What were you doing following that pink-haired woman just now? Is there anything strange about her?"

“That woman has a strong ghostly aura.” Nan Yuanman didn’t hide it from Meng Qinian, after all, he was the first person to show her kindness after she came to this unfamiliar city.

She still harbored a certain lingering affection for him.

As she spoke, she looked up to look for someone, only to find that the pink-haired woman had already disappeared.

Nan Yuanman frowned slightly, looking troubled: "But now we've lost track of them..."

"It's alright, if she's destined to meet Yuanman, Yuanman will meet her again." Meng Qinian comforted the little one: "Come on, let's go eat first."

Just as he was about to leave with Nan Yuanman in his arms, an ambulance suddenly drove in from the front, followed by several Hongqi sedans on either side of the ambulance.

Meng Qinian paused for a moment, then moved aside with Nan Yuanman in his arms to make way for the car.

Nan Yuanman hugged Meng Qinian's neck and craned his neck to look in the direction where the car had stopped, just like him.

After the ambulance stopped, a tall, handsome young man wearing a white coat jumped out.

After getting off the bus, the young man glanced unconsciously in the direction of Nan Yuanman, his amber eyes unusually indifferent and cold.

When Nan Yuanman saw him, she was slightly taken aback. Her brows furrowed as she tried to get a better look, but Meng Qinian suddenly reacted with a strong exclamation, "Oh my god!" and turned around while holding Nan Yuanman: "Why are the Feng family people here?"

Wasn't the Feng family's territory in Beijing? How come they suddenly came to S City? And the person who came was Feng Yuli, that heretical and wicked devil.

Could it be that something happened to Uncle Feng?

Feng Yuli saw that familiar figure in the crowd, his handsome eyebrows slightly raised, but he didn't greet him. After the bodyguards came over, he directed them to unload the person from the ambulance and, surrounded by them, entered the hospital.

Others around the hospital whispered curiously, "With such a grand entourage, which important person has been transferred here?"

"I've seen that man on TV before. He's a Doctors Without Borders. I think he's the eldest son of the Feng family in Beijing?"

"..."

Meng Qinian didn't linger. He carried the bewildered Nan Yuanman away amidst the curious discussions of the crowd.

Watching Meng Qinian run away as fast as a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Nan Yuanman curiously looked him up and down: "Brother Qinian, do you know that big brother from earlier?"

Meng Qinian hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "I know him."

"He... is my aunt's son. However, my mother and my aunt broke up a long time ago and have never spoken to each other since."

This is all ancient history for Meng Qinian, but he still can't forget the embarrassing incident when his mother wanted to mend her relationship with his aunt when he was a child. She took him to the capital to visit his aunt, but he was too naughty and his older cousin spanked him.

Therefore, Meng Qinian now feels an unbearable burning sensation in his buttocks whenever he sees Feng Yuli, and he is extremely embarrassed, so he doesn't dare to greet him at all.

After briefly explaining his grievances and entanglements with Feng Yuli to Nan Yuanman, Meng Qinian found a reasonably clean small restaurant and took Nan Yuanman out for a meal.

Meanwhile, at Wanhe Hospital in City S.

Dean Wang rushed over, greeting Feng Yuli with trepidation: "Dr. Feng, what brings you here so suddenly? I heard you transferred the head of the family here too, is the head of the family...?"

“Dean Wang, I’m so sorry to bother you so suddenly. You don’t need to worry. My father is fine. He just couldn’t find a good doctor in Beijing, so he came to S City to try his luck.” Feng Yuli’s handsome face had a faint polite smile on it. “You can leave the care to the Feng family’s medical team.”

Wanhe Hospital is also one of the Feng family's businesses, which is why Feng Yuli chose to transfer Feng Congqian there.

Dean Wang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, please tell me what you need, and the hospital will fully cooperate."

Feng Yuli nodded slightly. Suddenly, his phone vibrated in his pocket. He answered the call, and an angry voice came from the other end: "Feng Yuli! Where the hell did you transfer your father?!"

"You knew perfectly well that Dad had been in a vegetative state for three years, yet you still took him around like this! Are you trying to kill your father and then take all the family fortune for yourself?"

Dean Wang wished he hadn't heard anything. He gave Feng Yuli a forced smile and silently turned to leave.

Feng Yuli's expression was indifferent, and his voice was cold: "Feng Langqing, if you can't speak, then pretend to be mute."

Feng Langqing was taken aback by his retort, and clicked his tongue in annoyance, saying, "Seriously, you actually believe what that old man said? Feng Yuli, can't you wake up?"

"Dad has been in a coma for three years! We've tried everything, both mystical and scientific methods, but he still won't wake up. You really believe him when he says Dad's chance of survival is in S City?"