Nan Yuanman's sudden movement drew the attention of everyone in the ward. Xiao Qidong dared not move, his eyes darting around as he tried to see her hand on his forehead, and asked nervously, "What... what's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Nan Yuanman withdrew his hand: "Just be careful of objects being thrown from high places for the next seven days, and try not to go out at night. If you really have to go out, it's best to find someone with strong yang energy to accompany you."
Xiao Qidong was so nervous by her words that he couldn't help but ask, "What would happen if I wasn't careful?"
"What else can we do?" Nan Yuanman spread her little hands: "We'll just wait to feast on your feast."
Xie Yifei couldn't help but gasp: "It's that serious?"
Nan Yuanman nodded her little head: "Yes, it's that serious."
She looked at Xiao Qidong: "Whether you listen to my advice or not is up to you. We in this line of work never force anyone to make any decisions."
Xiao Qidong swallowed hard, moistened his dry throat, and said repeatedly, "I'll listen, I promise I'll listen!"
After experiencing these strange events, Xiao Qidong cherished his life very much. He not only remembered Nan Yuanman's instructions firmly, but also bought her a talisman worth a thousand yuan.
With that, Feng Jingcheng's matter was considered to be over. Nan Yuanman, who was now relaxed, yawned frequently, as finding people and performing rituals to help them pass on had taken a lot of energy.
Feng Congqian stepped forward to help her down from the bench and take her home to rest, but he saw Feng Jingcheng, who was sitting on the bed, move aside a little, pat the empty space next to him, and say somewhat awkwardly, "If you're sleepy, come and sleep here. I slept for a while and I'm not sleepy now."
Feng Congqian paused slightly. Nan Yuanman stared at him for a while, then looked away and glanced at his side. Without being polite, she kicked off her shoes, pounced on him, and lay down next to him, softly saying, "Thank you, Sixth Brother."
Feng Jingcheng coughed lightly, turned his head away from her, but his hands honestly covered her with the blanket: "There's nothing to thank me for. Don't overthink it. I'm only being nice to you because you saved me."
After saying this, Feng Jingcheng's expression stiffened slightly, and a look of annoyance appeared on his face.
That's not what he meant...
Nan Yuanman, huddled under the covers, pursed her lips and chuckled to herself: "I know."
The child, who had run out of energy, fell asleep very quickly. Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Nan Yuanman was asleep and even started snoring softly.
Feng Congqian raised an eyebrow and looked at Feng Jingcheng meaningfully. Feng Jingcheng awkwardly touched his nose: "Why are you looking at me like that? She's so sleepy, let her sleep in the bed here, why bother going home?"
“Jingcheng has grown up.” Feng Congqian chuckled softly and said, “Then I’ll leave Yuanman in your care for now. I’m going to let your brother and Xiao Er know I’m safe.”
"I suddenly remembered that I also have some things to do. Xiao Liu, take good care of Yuanman!" Meng Qingwan coughed lightly, patted Feng Jingcheng's shoulder, and got up to leave with Feng Congqian.
Feng Jingcheng: "???"
He stretched out Er Kang's hand: "Hey! No! Wait a minute! I don't know how to take care of children—!"
Xie Yifei said cheekily, "I can take care of kids! I took care of my little niece when she was little. Sixth Brother, how about I take care of Xiao Yuanman?"
Feng Jingcheng lowered his voice impatiently: "Get lost! I don't need you!"
Xie Yifei felt wronged. "Didn't you say you couldn't take care of children? He wants to help but won't. Men are so hard to please..."
Nan Yuanman, who was fast asleep next to Feng Jingcheng, seemed to be startled by his suddenly raised voice. She frowned and grumbled unhappily.
Feng Jingcheng was tense all over. He patted her back lightly, a little awkwardly, and coaxed her in a low voice, trying to soothe her to continue sleeping.
At that moment, Meng Qingwan, who had already left the hospital, turned back to look at him worriedly and asked, "Is it really okay to leave Yuanman in Xiao Liu's care? Didn't he treat you well before..."
“Xiao Liu isn’t the kind of child who can’t distinguish right from wrong, and besides…” Feng Congqian recalled Nan Yuanman’s frequent glances at Feng Jingcheng’s side, suppressed the absurd speculation rising in his heart, and said in a low voice, “Yuanman might… be able to help Xiao Liu untangle his knot in his heart.”
Meng Qingwan thought of Feng Jingcheng's unresolved issues and sighed heavily: "I hope so. So much time has passed. I hope that child can completely move on."
After all... Feng Jingcheng was the child his parents risked their lives to protect. If they were still alive, they wouldn't want Feng Jingcheng to live such a degenerate life.
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Nan Yuanman slept straight through until evening. She slept so soundly that Feng Jingcheng was afraid she had passed out, so he secretly reached out and checked her nose several times.
I breathed a heavy sigh of relief when I confirmed that she was still breathing.
Xie Yifei and Xiao Qidong were still weak and fell asleep in bed in the afternoon. In the large ward, only Feng Jingcheng was still awake.
He leaned against the headboard, scrolling through the news on his phone, glancing occasionally at Nan Yuanman, who was curled up asleep beside him, her little fists clenched. Suddenly, Feng Jingcheng felt a chill and vaguely saw a dark shadow lunging menacingly at him.
Before the dark figure could pounce on him, he was knocked away by another dark figure.
The two dark figures got tangled up in the ward, and the light bulb suddenly started making a crackling sound, flickering as if it were broken.
This bizarre scene sent chills down Feng Jingcheng's spine. He trembled as he held Nan Yuanman tightly, watching warily as the two dark figures became entangled.
Nan Yuanman felt that people were arguing in his dream.
A rough, hoarse male voice roared, "Get out of my way! This body is mine! The master promised me! He let me possess his body and enjoy his destiny! You fucking get in my way! Or I'll call the master to take you away!"
Another female voice sneered: "Pah! You think you can possess my son with anything?! I'll scratch your face until it's bruised! And that master, you dare call him here? Let's see if he can possess me or if I can kill him!"
The male voice roared angrily: "You're asking for it!"
The woman spat, "You're the one courting death! Take this Nine Yin White Bone Claw!"
The two started fighting again, yelling and screaming.
Nan Yuanman couldn't help but cover her ears and shouted unhappily, "Shut up, all of you! Stop making noise!"
Not daring to breathe, Feng Jingcheng, who felt the eerily quiet ward, suddenly turned pale upon hearing Nan Yuanman's words, his voice trembling as he stammered, "I...I didn't say anything..."
The two people wrestling in the ward—no, the two ghosts—stopped their movements and turned to look at Nan Yuanman, who was rubbing his eyes as he crawled out from under the covers.
Nan Yuanman yawned, her little mouth pouting, and looked unhappily at the two ghosts, a man and a woman, in the ward. She said irritably, "Uncle and Aunt, do you know that disturbing someone's peaceful sleep is very immoral?"
"You little slut! It's all your fault! It's all your fault!" The male ghost, his face ashen, saw Nan Yuanman emerge and his resentment surged. He lunged at her with a ferocious expression, yelling, "We were so close! So close to succeeding! It's all your fault! You ruined my plans!"
"Watch out, Yuanman!" the female ghost cried out, lunging at her to shield her from the male ghost's attack.
But then Nan Yuanman took out a talisman and threw it at the male ghost. The male ghost screamed and his soul was sent flying.
Before Nan Yuanman could finish him off, a flash of red light appeared on his body, and he instantly disappeared from the ward, escaping without a trace.
Before Feng Jingcheng could ask Nan Yuanman who she was talking to, he saw her throw out a talisman and hit a dark figure.
Feng Jingcheng was speechless: "..."
Okay, now he doesn't need to ask who she's talking to anymore, since it's not a person anyway.
The female ghost breathed a heavy sigh of relief, gave Nan Yuanman a thumbs up, and praised her with a smile, "Yuanman is really amazing!"
Nan Yuanman looked at the female ghost in a red dress, with a gash on her head and a bloody, mangled face. She then turned to look at Feng Jingcheng, who was still in shock, and suddenly asked, "Auntie, are you Sixth Brother's mother?"
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