"Knock, knock," came two knocks on the door.
Fang Qingyang said, "Go in."
The door opened, and a group of people rushed in.
The leader was a handsome man in his late twenties, whose bespoke suit accentuated his tall and slender figure.
He strode over to the bedside, looked at Fang Qingyang's sleepy face, and burst out laughing.
He reached out and ruffled Fang Qingyang's hair, his eyes filled with a hint of doting affection.
"You beat up those kids and you can still sleep? Hmm."
Fang Qingyang impatiently slapped the other person's hand away, gritted his teeth, and said, "Those bastards deserve a beating, and I think they didn't beat me enough."
The man in the suit chuckled, "I didn't sleep a wink all night after that beating you got yesterday, I was busy cleaning up your mess."
"Tell me, how are you going to thank me?" he said, pulling up a chair and sitting down.
Upon hearing this, Fang Qingyang's expression became slightly unnatural, as his older brother had always cleaned up the mess he had made since childhood.
Fang Zhengyang rarely saw any unnaturalness on his younger brother's face, so he didn't make things difficult for him.
Turning to look at the people behind him, he said to a man in white, "Dr. Liu, come and take a look at him."
A man in a doctor's coat came over. He first took my temperature and then asked if I felt unwell.
After confirming that everything was alright, they helped Fang Qingyang remove the bandages from his hands, revealing the wounds to everyone.
The wound wasn't very deep, but it was quite long, with the skin and flesh turned outwards.
Fang Zhengyang couldn't help but hiss when he saw the wound.
These bastards actually beat their own brother up like this.
I'll keep a record of the expenses and pay them back gradually when I have the chance.
The doctor skillfully disinfected, applied medicine, and bandaged the wound; the entire process took less than ten minutes.
After the doctor finished bandaging the wound, he gave a few instructions and left the ward with the nurse.
Fang Zhengyang noticed his younger brother's pale face. "What's wrong? Does it hurt a lot? Why do you look so bad?"
Fang Qingyang yawned. "No, I just didn't sleep well last night."
He could feel as if he had slept in an ice cave last night.
It felt icy cold and extremely uncomfortable.
Fang Zhengyang nodded, took the lunchbox from his assistant behind him, opened it, and placed the breakfast items on the table.
"I had breakfast first, then took a nap. I had someone change this bed."
Fang Qingyang waved his hand and said, "No need, it'll only take a few days."
"Alright then, come over and have breakfast. I have something to do, so I'll have to go now. I'll come see you again tonight."
After saying that, Fang Zhengyang turned and walked out of the ward.
Fang Qingyang got up, washed up, and sat down at the table to have breakfast.
Ning Qing stood to the side, smelling the aroma of breakfast and watching the little one enjoy his delicious meal.
Ning Qing: I regret it. Being a ghost is no good at all. There's nothing to eat, and all I can do is watch.
System: Host, ghosts don't need to walk. Think about it, walking on legs is so tiring!
You're different now. You can float wherever you want to go, and in this world without spiritual energy, you can even walk through walls.
Ning Qing: Cat, it's one thing for you to be mentally challenged, but don't show it.
System: Waaaaaah, host doesn't love me anymore.
The system, clutching a small handkerchief, acted as a whiny monster in the space.
Ning Qing: Did I ever love you? How come I don't know?
System: Heartless host, they loved the wrong person.
Ning Qing: Shut up.
They turned the system into a blacklist.
The world is finally quiet.
The little dark room is such a wonderful thing!!!
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