Su Miaomiao slept exceptionally soundly.
After watching various leisure and entertainment programs in my dream, I woke up feeling unsatisfied.
Um--
She stretched, only to find someone lying next to her bed, though their complexion didn't look too good.
"Good morning, Fifth Uncle!"
Su Miaomiao's voice was a little hoarse. She coughed twice more before she felt a little better.
Su Yunfeng touched her forehead; her fever had subsided.
Last night, Su Miaomiao's temperature fluctuated. He gave her a fever reducer, and her temperature finally stabilized an hour ago.
However, Su Miaomiao's ramblings that night were truly varied and bizarre.
Su Yunfeng wanted to ask her if she remembered what she had said, but he didn't ask.
The child is old enough; we can't let her feel embarrassed!
"Have some water first, I'll go get breakfast."
Su Yunfeng handed the warm water from the bedside table to Su Miaomiao.
"Thank you, Fifth Uncle. What's wrong with me?"
She felt weak, like a eunuch going to a brothel and feeling powerless.
Is this caused by excessive consumption of one's spiritual energy?
"I think I was frightened last night and I have a fever, but I've already taken fever reducers. After breakfast, I'll take a nap and rest a bit, and I'll be fine."
Su Yunfeng noticed that Su Miaomiao's eyes were not very focused and she looked listless.
"oh!"
After Su Yunfeng left, Su Miaomiao immediately closed her eyes and began to examine her soul.
Damn it!
What a huge loss!!
My soul has been severely damaged.
If it weren't for the merits she had accumulated beforehand, which made her soul and body more stable, she probably would have been killed because of this incident.
Ugh... I feel dizzy!
My lower back and knees are sore and weak! I feel weak all over!
Su Miaomiao hugged herself tightly, feeling a pang of heartache, and then collapsed back onto the bed.
When Su Yunfeng came in again, he saw her rolling around on the bed, muttering to herself:
"We've lost a fortune! We've lost a fortune!..."
"What loss?"
Did Miaomiao lose money in her business?
"If you lose money, your fifth uncle will give you money to start another business."
Su Yunfeng put down his breakfast.
"Fifth Uncle, this isn't business..."
"Fifth Brother, Miao Miao didn't mean it that way! Her soul was damaged, and she needs to be properly cared for to slowly recover."
Su Haoran followed him in, walked to the bedside, and stared at Su Miaomiao.
...One minute later!
Never mind, his abilities are limited, and he can't see through his precious niece's situation.
"Miaomiao, my master has already gone down the mountain. He has a way to help you restore your soul, so don't worry."
Su Haoran contacted Master He in the morning and immediately told him what had happened yesterday.
"Thank you, Uncle Seven!"
Su Miaomiao let her fifth uncle feed her. She wasn't actually that weak that she needed to be fed, but her fifth uncle was clearly very persistent.
Let him be. He's happy that he can eat just by talking.
"Fifth Uncle, it's almost time, aren't you going to work?"
Su Miaomiao pulled out her phone, glanced at it, and saw it was almost nine o'clock.
"I'm taking the day off and won't be going today; you're more important."
Besides himself, there are other doctors at the hospital who can treat patients, but he is the only doctor in the family. He can't leave his niece to go to work.
Su Miaomiao was deeply touched by his words and took a big bite of the fried dough stick that Su Yunfeng handed her.
"It's delicious!"
She muttered to herself.
Her two uncles didn't stay inside with her the whole time, afraid of disturbing her rest.
After they all left, Su Miaomiao pulled out her phone and casually sent a message to Ling Jingchen.
"How did yesterday's checkup go? Are there any aftereffects? Are you still in the hospital?"
The message was sent and a reply was received quickly.
"No problems were found during the examination. The hospital is worried about long-term effects, so they asked me to stay in the hospital for two more days to observe the situation. If there are no problems, I can be discharged."
Ling Jingchen was waiting for Su Miaomiao to come over, but she didn't show up. Instead, he received a message from her on WeChat.
"Okay, then you can stay at the hospital for now. I have something to do today and can't go to the hospital. I just ordered breakfast for you, remember to let your brother eat."
Su Miaomiao recalled the image of the little boy just clutching a steamed bun and munching on it, and felt that the child was somewhat malnourished.
"Thank you sister! (づ￣3￣)づ╭?~"
Ling Jingchen replied to the message expressionlessly.
I wonder when he'll be able to eat again.
Su Miaomiao rested at home for a whole day, and the next day she was jumping around the house again, full of energy.
Su Haoran went to pick up his master, and Su Yunfeng, worried about leaving Su Miaomiao alone at home, also didn't go to work.
"Miaomiao, can I learn from what you're doing?"
If something like this happens again, Miaomiao won't need to take action; he can do it himself, so she won't waste her mental energy.
Spiritual power is Su Yunfeng's own understanding of the soul.
"Fifth Uncle, it might be a little difficult for you to learn. Hold out your hand."
Su Miaomiao sat on the messy sofa and spoke to Su Yunfeng.
"Want me to have my palm read?"
“That’s right!” Su Miaomiao grabbed his outstretched hand and carefully examined the lines on his palm.
"Did you figure it out?"
"Fifth Uncle, you're so lucky with women! I think I'll have two Fifth Aunts, no, maybe three... Oh dear!"
Before Su Miaomiao could finish speaking, she was flicked on the head.
"Nonsense! I don't have that kind of hobby."
"You don't have that hobby? Then what do you have hobbies? Grandma talks about you all the time..."
Su Miaomiao's expression was just like that of the old lady Su, her brows furrowed in worry, which made Su Yunfeng's face twitch.
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