Chapter 38 Chapter 38 Dream (VI)

"No." Ning Helan sat on the sofa, casually, long legs crossed, hair still slightly wet, took out her phone and started playing games.

"...Okay, you said no." Fang Hui sat down next to him, "Since you have night blindness and poor vision at night, why did I fall into the sewer and you didn't?"

"How do you know I didn't?" Ning Helan raised her eyes and glanced at him.

"You fell too?" For Fang Hui, if both of them fell, it meant that neither of them fell, and it also meant that he didn't suffer any loss, "No wonder you washed..."

Ning Helan retracted her gaze: "I didn't fall."

"Fuck you!" Fang Hui was so angry that he felt like his veins were about to burst.

"Fang Hui."

"What!!!"

"Did you see your father? Did you talk to him?" Ning Helan asked suddenly.

"..." This sentence instantly calmed Fang Hui, who was in a hot temper.

Fang Hui put down his posture of wanting to fight, and lay on the sofa as if exhausted: "I saw..."

He remembered what Fang Cheng had said to him in his dream before, that is, his father already knew that he had to get 5 billion from Tiandi Bank.

Who could have said it? It was probably that ball of light.

Since he could say it himself, why did he ask him to go to his father's dream?

When Fang Hui fell asleep at night, he saw that ball of light again in his dream.

The light did not hide: "Yes, I told your father to send the money."

"Then why did you let me..." Fang Hui was speechless.

"I let you meet your father and talk to him. Don't you thank me?" The light floated in front of him.

Fang Hui seemed to have no words to say to him. He did meet his father and they talked for a long time.

But just this one meeting made him feel mixed emotions.

Seeing Fang Hui was silent, Guangqi reminded him: "Hey, don't forget that you still have to do good deeds."

"Yes..." Fang Hui answered weakly. He suddenly thought of something, "By the way, Ning Helan can't see ghosts at all!"

Guangqi hummed: "Yes."

Fang Hui: ...

Knowing that there was a huge gap between his strength and Guangqi's, Fang Hui could only squeeze out a few words: "Why can't he see it?"

"You go ask him." Guangqi said, and suddenly a voice came from the side: "Three are missing one! Hurry up!"

"What do you mean by three?" Fang Hui just wanted to ask clearly, but he saw Ning Helan's ugly chicken suddenly appeared next to him, holding his head high and walking towards him step by step.

Fang Hui: ...

Ugly chicken: ...

"What are you doing? I didn't provoke you." Fang Hui was not in the mood to pay attention to it now.

The rooster spread its wings and flew up, making a sharp cry into his ear: "Ah-oh-ah~~~" "

!"

Fang Hui rolled off the bed and hit his head heavily on the table leg next to him.

"Hiss..." Fang Hui covered his forehead and felt dizzy. "

Ah-oh-ah~~"

The rooster crowing sounded outside, and Fang Hui took a long time to get up from the ground.

There was already a swollen bump on the place where his forehead had just hit. Fang Hui got up with a grudge and walked out of the study like a vengeful ghost.

He wanted to find the rooster to fight, but when he came out, he saw a young man sitting on the sofa in the living room.

The man looked haggard, with dark circles and bags under his eyes, his lips were chapped, and his hair was not well-groomed.

And Fang Hui saw a faint black aura from him.

Ning Helan, who was standing next to him, had dishevelled hair and sleepy eyes. Fang Hui walked over and realized that his dark circles were no better than the man's.

"I'm sorry to bother you so early..." the man said, holding the briefcase tightly in his hands.

"It's okay..." Ning Helan stood up and poured half a glass of water from the water dispenser, "It's just that my grandfather is not at home. What do you want?"

The man's small eyes turned around, opened his mouth but didn't say anything, as if he had something to hide.

Ning Helan stared at him indifferently, and unconsciously touched the wound on his arm.

His wound has been hurting.

This wound is more serious than he thought. He thought it would scab over in a day and the swelling would disappear in two or three days.

Not only did the wound not scab over, but it was also bleeding from time to time if you looked closely.

His arm was already swollen, not to mention that it felt like being bitten by ants all the time.

After finally making it to five in the morning, the pain in the wound was gone. Ning Helan had just dozed off for a while when he heard a knock on the door.

Although Ning Helan was not in a bad mood when he got up, he had been tortured by the wound all night. It hurt whenever he moved, and he was extremely unhappy at the moment.

The moment he opened the door, he wanted to throw the man off the building.

Fortunately, he thought that if he threw the man down, it would be difficult to explain to Ning Guohua when he came back, so he endured it.

The visiting guest didn't know that he had saved his life.

"Do you have anything to say? You can tell me, I will tell my grandfather when he comes back." Ning Helan handed a cup of boiling water to the man.

The man lowered his head and didn't pay attention. He reached out to take the cup and got burned.

"Hiss..." The man quickly retracted his hand and put his finger to his mouth and blew it.

"Sorry I forgot to remind you, it's a little hot, please be careful." Ning Helan smiled slightly.

Fang Hui glanced at Ning Helan, it was hard to say that this kid didn't do it on purpose.

"Excuse me, when can Master Ning come back?" The man looked at his fingers that were a little red from the burn.

"Either today or tomorrow." Ning Helan sat next to him and tilted her head to look at him.

The man stood up and said, "I'll wait until he comes back before disturbing you. Sorry."

After closing the door, Fang Hui noticed that Ning Helan's face was a little pale. "Are you okay?"

Ning Helan covered the wound and shook his head slowly.

"Your injury... seems a bit serious..." Fang Hui said. He saw that the color of the gas surrounding his arm was getting darker and darker. "If it continues like this, your hand..."

"It's okay." Ning Helan looked up at the wall clock. It was just past eight o'clock.

It looked like he couldn't sleep anymore. It was time to go to the hospital to pick up his grandfather and take him home.

"Little Taoist priest, your arm seems to be infected. There is some strange gas on it. Can you see it?" On the way, Fang Hui made small talk. "

...Maybe it's really festering." Ning Helan frowned slightly.

Fang Hui really wanted to pry open his eyes and take a closer look. This arm was about to swell up like a pig's hoof. Is it just festering? !

Ning Helan pulled down her sleeves: "Fang Hui, don't mention this to my grandfather later."

Fang Hui said, "Oh." He was too lazy to bother with other things. If Ning Helan didn't let him talk about it, then he had no interest in talking about it.

In the hospital, a young woman was sitting in Ning Guohua's ward. Although she was dressed brightly and beautifully with delicate makeup on her face, you could still see the dark circles and heavy eye bags under her eyes. Simply put, she had panda eyes.

Ning Guohua turned around and saw Ning Helan and Fang Hui coming in. They both had heavy dark circles under their eyes, also panda eyes.

He was a little confused. Why were there so many panda eyes today? Did everyone not sleep well last night?