Then he suddenly saw the little girl sitting on a chair, leaning against the head of the bed, her little hand tightly held by Yan Ting's big hand.
Hearing his movement, Chu Ci raised her eyes and looked towards the door. After Wu Lan met those watery black eyes, she couldn't help but take a step back.
He was still young and not as knowledgeable as his senior brothers. Even though Wu Qing had specifically reminded him about this before, so that he had been mentally prepared, he still couldn't help but be shocked.
After taking a look at his senior brother standing next to him, he walked in with the bag, blinking his eyes and looking at Wuqing with a certain curiosity.
Then he put the bag in his hand on the table and said, "There aren't many clothing stores open, so I just bought a few pieces at random. You can wear them for now."
Chu Ci nodded and thanked him obediently.
The little bird that had been standing on Chu Ci's shoulder also chirped in a clear voice.
This caused Chu Ci to unable to help but look in its direction.
The little bird, which originally wanted to rub against Chu Ci happily, was slightly paused by this look.
The little body jumped a few steps on Chu Ci's shoulder, moved a little, and looked at Chu Ci with its head tilted.
I always feel that the look in this person's eyes when he looks at it is filled with an indescribable... greed?
"Chirp?"
The little bird's black bean-like eyes blinked and its little wings flapped.
When I wanted to take a closer look, Chu Ci had already shifted his gaze.
At this moment, the door of the ward was knocked again. It was the doctor on duty who came to give Yan Ting an injection.
But the man was still unwilling to let go of his hand. Perhaps he noticed that Chu Ci was about to leave this position. Yan Ting, who was originally drowsy and sleeping, struggled to slowly open his eyes.
There was a hint of irritability, dissatisfaction and confusion in his eyes.
But that emotion instantly passed over Chu Ci in front of him, and looked towards the doctor who was holding the IV bottle behind Chu Ci. Those dark eyes looked at him so coldly that the doctor couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
"Don't lose your temper." Chu Ci noticed his movements, raised her hands to cover his eyes, and whispered.
Yan Ting just responded in a muffled voice, and after Chu Ci moved her hand away, he just lowered his eyes and said nothing more.
"Let go of your hands and give me the injection first. I'll go tidy up over there and be back soon."
Chu Ci shook their hand, blinked, and said coquettishly with a smile, "I'm almost getting dirty."
Yan Ting's fingers relaxed slightly, but he still didn't let go. His voice became increasingly hoarse and almost speechless, but he spoke in an extremely serious tone, "It's not dirty."
He likes it very much.
No matter what kind of her she is, well-behaved, naughty, or in a mess, he likes her.
The sick person would not reason with you at all, and after much persuasion, he finally allowed the doctor to go around to the other side to give him an IV.
After the doctor left, Wu Qing came over, holding a triangular amulet made of yellow talismans in his hand. He said, "You've been in the cemetery for too long, and you've picked up too much evil spirits. Use this to suppress them, and you'll get better faster."
It was clearly a perfectly normal thing, yet somehow it had touched Yan Ting's nerves. His eyes were still red as he stared at the yellow talisman in Wu Qing's hand. His fingertips tightened, and finally, his hoarse voice was tinged with coldness as he said in a sinister tone, "Take it away."
Then he looked at Chu Ci next to him and said, "You are not allowed to touch it."
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