Fang Qingyang fell onto the bed and saw a fist coming towards him. He quickly rolled away to dodge it.

Seeing Fang Qingyang dodge her fist, Ning Qing mobilized her ghostly power to condense her body, then pounced on the man, pinning him to the bed with her hands tightly gripping his.

The man beneath her struggled and kicked at Ning Qing, who slightly turned her waist to dodge the kick.

She pinned Fang Qingyang's legs down, rendering them unable to move.

Fang Qingyang was completely restrained at this moment, and he gritted his teeth in anger, asking the ghost pressing down on him, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Looking at the little brat's flushed face and injured right hand, Ning Qing decided to let him off this time. After all, he's a good kid who can admit his mistakes and correct them.

A father's love is so selfless and tolerant.

"You are injured now, so there are some things you can't eat and you need to avoid certain foods."

Fang Qingyang stared intently at the serious-looking ghost face above him, uttering words that sent blood pressure soaring.

He roared inwardly: What the hell is this thing? What the hell does what I eat have to do with this damn thing?

This guy's meddling in everything, even my eating habits, is probably a ghost whose ashes were scattered in the sea.

Seeing that he was no match for this thing due to his injuries, Fang Qingyang had no choice but to negotiate.

Fang Qingyang kept taking deep breaths, trying to extinguish the anger in his heart and calm his tone.

After a while, Fang Qingyang spoke up, "Mr. Ghost, Brother Ghost, could you please let me go? We can talk about this."

Ning Qing was quite surprised that the little brat would choose to resolve the issue through peaceful negotiations.

After all, the little brat has a terrible temper.

"Okay, as long as you behave, I can let you go."

Upon hearing this, Fang Qingyang began to change his expression, turning from red to black, and if you got close, you could even hear him grinding his teeth.

He roared inwardly: You fucking wait until I'm healed, I'll beat you so badly you won't even be able to be a ghost, or I'll despise myself for being so useless.

"How do you want me to obey?" Fang Qingyang tried to relax his facial muscles to prevent his facial expression from becoming too stiff.

Ning Qing looked at the little brat's ferocious face, unsure whether to laugh or cry, wanting to be angry but daring not to...

I couldn't help but think: This little brat's face definitely hasn't had plastic surgery. Look at the colors on his face and the variety of facial expressions.

Vivid yet eerie.

"Don't eat what you shouldn't eat, don't do what you shouldn't do, be a good boy or girl, and Daddy still loves you."

Upon hearing this, Fang Qingyang almost lost his composure.

Who the hell are you calling "dad"? I'm your grandpa.

This ghost can't even speak properly.

Fang Qingyang gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and asked, "What shouldn't I eat? What shouldn't I do? What does it mean to be obedient?"

Ning Qing was very satisfied with the little brat's compromise. After thinking for a moment, she said, "You are injured now and need to follow the doctor's orders. You cannot act recklessly."

The most important thing is to be filial to your father.

Fang Qingyang cursed the ghost pressing down on him a thousand times in his heart.

He finally understood how that eccentric ghost had died—it must have been killed by his own stupidity.

“Okay, I’ll follow the doctor’s orders. I won’t eat what I shouldn’t,” Fang Qingyang said through gritted teeth.

Ning Qing nodded. It should have been done long ago. Why waste his meager ghostly power to solidify his body?

What a troublesome little brat!

"Yes, that's a good girl."

Ning Qing withdrew her ghostly power, and her body immediately floated up gently.

Once Fang Qingyang was free, he immediately stood up and walked towards the door. He didn't want to stay in this godforsaken place for another second.