Shen Bai shook his head, feeling a little dizzy.
He got an injection last night, and a small swelling appeared on the back of his hand. It made Shen Bai feel sad just looking at it.
Song Yun followed his gaze and saw that the back of his hand, which was originally fair, was now somewhat bluish-purple, and the slightly raised area was obviously swollen.
"It's okay, it'll be fine in a few days. Don't cry."
Shen Bai: ...
He didn't mean to cry.
Song Yun was quite relieved to see that he did not cry.
"It's good that you're not crying. You're not allowed to eat anything from outside anymore."
Shen Bai looked at him, not understanding what he meant, but still nodded.
Whatever he says goes; Shen Bai really didn't want to get another injection.
After eating the porridge, Song Yun took out the medicine that had been prescribed the night before.
Shen Bai wanted to hide whenever he saw medicine; he didn't want to take it.
But he had no choice; Song Yun brought him a glass of water and placed it in front of him.
"Take your medicine."
Shen Bai lowered her head and refused to look at him, trying to pretend she hadn't heard.
A large hand reached out and pinched his chin, forcing him to look up.
"If you don't take the medicine, you'll have to keep getting injections."
Shen Bai pouted; he didn't want to stay here anymore and wanted to go back to the Taoist temple.
Before he could refuse, Song Yun had already opened the medicine and placed it in front of him, making it seem as if he wouldn't be allowed to eat if he didn't take the medicine today.
Shen Bai had no choice but to swallow the pills one by one, drinking three cups of water in the process before he could finally swallow them all.
Fortunately, the medicine prescribed by Ji Ning wasn't very bitter. It wasn't traditional Chinese medicine, so it wasn't too difficult to accept.
Shen Bai was completely exhausted and could only let Song Yun carry him to the sofa to bask in the sun.
Looking at Song Yun working across the street, Shen Bai silently planned how to escape back to the Taoist temple.
He wanted to go back to his master so he wouldn't have to worry about having his legs broken.
Shen Bai sighed inwardly. After he returned, he would never go down the mountain again.
Lost in his own thoughts, he didn't notice that Song Yun was staring intently at him.
"noob?"
Hearing him call his name, Shen Bai looked over.
I thought to myself: [Why is this giant squid calling me?]
Song Yun stared at him for a long time without saying a word.
[Looking at me without saying anything, are you out of your mind?]
Song Yun: ? ? ?
Just now, a soft, youthful voice reached his ears.
At first, I thought Shen Bai was just playing on his phone, but as I listened, I realized something was wrong.
Song Yun glanced around with his sharp phoenix eyes. There were only him and Shen Bai around.
"Little White, did you hear anything?"
Shen Bai frowned and looked around.
There's nothing there. Is this giant squid stupid?
Song Yun stared intently at him, as if trying to see right through Shen Bai.
Shen Bai felt a little guilty and turned her head away from him.
Why is Song Yun staring at me? Does he know I'm trying to run away?
Song Yun: ...
Song Yun stared intently at this seemingly well-behaved child, who was actually incredibly active inside, and realized one thing.
It's incredible that I can hear this child's thoughts.
Song Yun even wondered if he was hallucinating. When did it start? It wasn't there last night, so was it this morning?
That shouldn't be the case. He didn't hear it this morning, but he suddenly heard it just now.
But what was the opportunity?
Song Yun narrowed his eyes as he looked at him. And, this child wanted to run away?
Seemingly to verify Song Yun's idea, Chen Bai continued to plan in his mind.
[I'm going to run away, and then I'll make sure Song Yun can't find me.]
But what if I get caught? He looks so fierce, is he going to break my legs again?
Song Yun looked at him with great interest, never expecting that this cowardly and crybaby would actually be thinking of such a plan.
Okay, okay.
Very good.
It seems he spoiled the child too much, which allowed him to have such bold ideas.
Why is he still staring at me? Aren't we supposed to be working? Did he see through my plan to run away?
Probably not, I didn't tell him.
A cold smile crept across Song Yun's face; he wanted to see how the other man planned to escape.
Perhaps because the sunlight was just right, Chen Bai fell asleep again while thinking.
Song Yun spent the whole morning listening to what this little fool was thinking, without doing any official business. Now that he saw that the little fool had fallen asleep, he carried him to bed.
He was going downstairs to verify something; he needed to confirm whether his mind-reading ability worked for everyone or only for Shen Bai.
Song Yun went downstairs and took a walk around, looking at everyone, including Butler Li, the bodyguards, and the maids.
He finally confirmed one thing: he could indeed only hear Shen Bai's thoughts.
Although it was incredible, Song Yun accepted it quickly.
"Go cook some porridge to soothe the stomach, bring it up later, and we'll eat it upstairs."
"Yes, young master."
Butler Li immediately instructed the chef to cook porridge.
After Song Yun went upstairs, he tucked someone in and then went back to work.
At noon, when Butler Li brought up lunch, Song Yun finally stopped working.
"Xiaobai, wake up, it's time to eat."
Song Yun had tried to wake the person up.
Before Shen Bai even opened his eyes, Song Yun could hear his thoughts.
[When eating, we must have pork knuckle, a big pork knuckle.]
Song Yun resisted the urge to facepalm and instead half-lifted the person in his arms.
"If you don't open your eyes soon, there won't be lunch."
No, my pork knuckle.
Shen Bai suddenly opened his eyes, still muttering about pork knuckle in his mind.
Song Yun brought over the porridge. Hearing Chen Bai's voice, he wanted to laugh, but he was also curious. Was the child's voice originally this soft?
It sounds quite nice, but it's a pity it can't speak.
"Eat porridge. You vomited for so long yesterday, you can't eat greasy food."
Shen Bai looked at the porridge in front of him and became unhappy.
How did my braised pork knuckle turn into porridge?
He stared blankly at the porridge in front of him. If Song Yun hadn't known what he was thinking, she would have really thought he was just a well-behaved child.
"What? You don't like it?"
[Liar, bad guy! He promised pork knuckle, but there was nothing there.]
[My senior is right, there really are a lot of bad people down the mountain.]
Song Yun pretended not to hear what he was thinking and fed him the porridge directly to his mouth.
Shen Bai's lips moved slightly, but he still opened his mouth and ate.
While eating, she kept telling herself: "Little White, cherish food and don't waste it."
Completely unaware that Song Yun had overheard her thoughts, she continued to be fed quietly as usual.
Hmm, at least you know not to waste food. So, was the reason you insisted on finishing that candy that day also to avoid wasting it?
What a silly little thing.
"It's okay if we can't finish it. We can feed it to the pigs, and when they grow up, we can eat the pork. Isn't that a way to avoid waste?"
Song Yun didn't know why she said those words to coax the child, but subconsciously she didn't want the child to force herself.
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