Chapter 265: You're taking me home to raise me?
Su Qianji frowned. He was still wondering why the evil spirit that only appeared once a month suddenly appeared so soon.
Is this what's holding him back? Jiang Lian said that sick children are the most vulnerable, and at this time they will recall many bad memories.
The reason why Shanglu has such a bad memory is probably because he doesn’t have a father.
That's why the evil spirit broke out again at this time.
Su Qianji raised his hand, but before it fell, he was grabbed by Shang Lu.
"what are you up to?"
Su Qianji did not answer Shang Lu. He was very strong and Shang Lu could not stop him. The next moment, a big hand touched his forehead.
Shang Lu impatiently pulled down the big hand and bit it directly.
Su Qianji didn't even raise his eyelids, and let him bite that hand, while the other hand fell on his eyebrows.
Shang Lu was panicked. He had panicked before when facing Jiang Yao, but he knew that he was no match for the calm and composed man in front of him.
As soon as he let go, he began to beg for mercy: "Don't drive me away, I will come out if you don't."
Faced with the little dumpling's crying and pleading, Su Qianji remained unmoved.
"You are a part of him, but you are not him."
As soon as Mo Ran finished speaking, Shang Lu's face showed fear, and he stared at Su Qianji with wide eyes.
Su Qianji turned his eyes away and didn't look at him, but the spiritual power in his hand did not stop, slowly soothing the hostility in the little dumpling's eyes.
But this process was not very comfortable, and Shang Lu's eyes were red.
"It hurts. It hurts so much."
Su Qianji's eyes were filled with heartache, and he coaxed in a low voice: "Be good, little Baibao, bear with it, it will be fine soon."
"No, I don't want to endure it, I want mommy, mommy, baby, it hurts, baby, it hurts so much."
Su Qianji put his hand to his lips and said in a bewitching voice: "It will feel better if you bite it."
Shanglu bit the thing without hesitation, and blood came out immediately.
But this made Su Qianji feel better, and seeing him in pain made him feel uncomfortable too.
This time the evil spirit was so fierce and fierce that it took Su Qianji two full days to suppress it.
During this process, Shang Lu woke up in pain and fell asleep again. Su Qianji couldn't bear it, so he spent a lot of spiritual power to suppress the evil spirit in one go.
On the morning of the third day, when the first ray of morning light came in, Su Qianji withdrew his hand.
Before he could retract his spiritual power, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Jiang Lian, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, hurried in and handed him the pill: "God of War, take the Heart Protection Pill quickly."
Su Qianji raised his hand but did not take it: "No problem."
There is some reverse flow of qi and blood, which can be cured by regulating it.
Jiang Lian examined Shang Lu again and was a little surprised: "Did the God of War help him suppress the evil spirit in one go?"
"Um."
"This will consume a lot of spiritual energy."
"Look, is he okay?"
Su Qianji didn't care about his spiritual power at all, he only cared about whether Shang Lu was feeling better.
Jiang Lian let go of Shang Lu's hand and said, "The fever has subsided, and the evil spirit has been suppressed. He is just a little weak now, but he will be fine."
Su Qianji raised his hand to tidy up the little girl's messy hair and tidied her clothes neatly. Then he looked up at Jiang Lian and asked, "Where's the food?"
Jiang Lian suddenly realized that this was the first time he had seen Su Qianji so gentle. He was distracted for a moment, then quickly responded and went out to get food.
Suqianji leaned over, held the child in his arms, walked to the table and sat down.
He called in a low voice: "Little Baibao."
Shang Lu frowned and rubbed his eyes unhappily.
"Little White Baby, wake up quickly."
"Hmm. Weird uncle?"
Shang Lu shouted, his voice weak.
"It's me."
"Where is this place?"
"Jiang Lian's place."
"Who is Jiang Lian?"
"Here it comes, I specially cooked some millet porridge."
Jiang Lian came over with a bowl in his hand. This was the first time he saw Shang Lu awake.
She looks very beautiful when she is asleep, and now she is even more exquisite with her eyes wide open.
Shang Lu smiled at him faintly: "Is this Uncle Jiang Lian?"
Jiang Lian also likes this soft, cute and polite child very much.
He also sat down: "You have to call me grandpa."
"Hello, Grandpa Jiang Lian."
"Hey dear, what's your name?"
"My name is Xiao Baibao."
"Little Baibao must be hungry. Come and eat this millet porridge. Grandpa just cooked it."
The porridge was pushed in front of the two of them. Before Jiang Lian could say anything, he looked up and saw that the two, one big and one small, were frowning at the same time.
Shang Lu looked at the rice grains on the bowl and his little face was wrinkled with discomfort.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, he saw a pair of big hands reaching out and picking up the rice grain faster than him.
Now the bowl is flat and smooth.
Shang Lu looked up at Su Qianji curiously: "Uncle Weird, do you also have obsessive-compulsive disorder?"
Su Qianji was speechless and did not answer him. Instead, he picked up a spoon, scooped a spoonful of rice porridge and handed it over.
Shang Lu was a little unhappy. He was no longer a child. He wanted to raise his hand, but found that he had no strength at all. He had to hold the spoon in his mouth angrily.
Jiang Lian asked from the side: "Xiao Baibao, is the porridge that grandpa cooked not tasty?"
Shang Lu turned around and smiled sweetly: "No, the porridge cooked by Grandpa Jiang Lian is so delicious."
"If it tastes good, eat more. Grandpa will serve you more after you finish."
"Thank you, Grandpa Jiang Lian." Shang Lu took another bite and then asked, "Grandpa Jiang Lian, have you eaten yet?"
"Grandpa has eaten."
Oh, this child is so sensible. Jiang Lian couldn't help but think, it's strange that Jiang Yao's personality could raise such a cute and lovable child.
The bowl of porridge was soon empty, and Jiang Lian quickly took the bowl and prepared to get more.
Su Qianji called out to him, "He hasn't eaten for three days. He can't eat too much."
After eating the porridge, Shanglu regained some strength and struggled to get down.
Su Qianji was not paying attention and let him jump down.
Shang Lu had been lying there for three days, and his legs were weak. He staggered and was about to touch the ground when a pair of big hands pulled him into their arms again.
The broad and strong shoulders gave Shanglu a sense of security.
Although I don’t like the weird uncle very much, my heart is still very comfortable in his embrace.
"Uncle Weird, you caught me. Does my mother know?"
"Catch?" Su Qianji was a little unhappy with the word he used, as if he was a bad guy.
The little dumpling asked in an interrogative tone, "Uncle Weird, tell me the truth, does my mother not know that I'm here?"
“I don’t know yet.”
"I knew it, weird uncle, you must think I'm pretty and want to take me home to raise me, right?"
Shang Lu looked like he had seen through him a long time ago, and accused him fiercely: "The first time you saw me, you pinched my face and always liked to hug me. Mother said I was so cute. A stranger who likes to pinch my face and hug me must want to take me home. Uncle Blame, just admit it, you have bad intentions towards me."
Jiang Lian laughed after hearing these righteous words.
Su Qianji couldn't help laughing: "I'll take you back right away."
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