"His stomach is moving!" Ji Huaichuan reminded.
Upon hearing this, the fat man quickly opened Wuxie's coat and lifted up her shirt, only then did he discover that there were several big lumps on Wuxie's belly.
"Ah...Wu Xie is going to be a father?"
Ji Huaichuan smiled and said that he knew what it was, so he was not worried that anything serious would happen to Wuxie, but Fatty and the others didn't know.
"Stop making sarcastic remarks. What should we do now?"
Fatty and Pan Zi were sweating profusely from anxiety. Zhang Qiling's face also looked a little unhappy. Fatty took a closer look and said, "Isn't this the stuff I got all over myself? It's just a little smaller than this."
"You discovered it early and dealt with it in time. Wuxie must have been contaminated by accident and didn't clean it up in time, so it has spread now." Aning walked over and said.
The fat man then remembered that Wuxie got these things on him because he helped him. Wuxie suddenly started struggling, and the fat man and Pan Zi each held one side of him, but they couldn't hold him down.
"Tranquilizer!" Zhang Qiling said.
After taking a dose of tranquilizer, Wuxie calmed down and they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"The Third Master's current condition is related to this layer of membrane. Let's see if we can just cut it open." Pan Zi said.
Zhang Qiling probed with his hand and said, "This membrane is too tightly bonded to the skin and cannot be separated."
"I just took my temperature, it's 35 degrees. If we wait any longer, something bad will happen!" Pan Zi said anxiously.
Ji Huaichuan sighed helplessly, snatched the dagger from Aning's hand and walked over, "Get out of the way, get out of the way! How can a group of grown men be so timid like little girls?"
He pushed the three fat men apart, roasted them with a lighter, and swung a knife at Wuxie. Zhang Qiling was about to stop him when he saw Ji Huaichuan raise his knife and neatly separate the membrane from Wuxie's skin, taking out everything inside.
He looked back at Zhang Qiling, rolled his eyes, snorted, and returned the knife to Aning. "Alright, bandage him up. He'll be fine once he wakes up."
After saying that, he walked to the water to wash his hands under their gaze. Zhang Qiling followed him consciously, but Ji Huaichuan ignored him. Zhang Qiling didn't say anything either, just stayed beside Ji Huaichuan.
The fat man and the others finally reacted and quickly took Wuxie to a clean place.
"This Xiaochuan is amazing!" the fat man clicked his tongue.
"Who said it wasn't true? There was nothing the young man could do. Xiao Chuaner could do it with just one stroke of his knife." Pan Zi also sighed.
Wuxie's complexion had returned to normal. Fatty and Pan Zi were taking care of him, wiping the sweat off his head from time to time. They took his temperature again, and it had returned to normal. Pan Zi was overjoyed.
"Fortunately, you and the young man helped me deal with it before, otherwise I would have been the one lying there to deliver the baby." The fat man joked.
Here, Ji Huaichuan was still squatting by the water, paddling with water from time to time, pretending not to see Zhang Qiling.
Zhang Qiling walked over to Ji Huaichuan and squatted beside him. He took Ji Huaichuan's hand and washed it again in the water, "Don't let it stick."
Ji Huaichuan withdrew his hand, shook off the water, and wiped it with Zhang Qiling's sleeve. "I've never seen you so flustered before."
Zhang Qiling pursed his lips and said nothing, looking like a saw-mouthed gourd.
Ji Huaichuan paused for a moment, then squatted back down by the water and continued, "When you tricked me into saving you, weren't you quite resourceful? Why is it that now that you're here with Wuxie, you're so afraid to act even though you're clearly confident?"
Although the question was asked, the tone was indeed like a statement. No one knew what Ji Huaichuan was thinking, maybe he himself didn't know either.
Indeed, it was he who asked Zhang Qiling to go and help Wuxie, but he strangely couldn't bear to see Zhang Qiling behave like that towards other people, as that was not like him.
Not getting a response from Zhang Qiling, Ji Huaichuan smiled and patted Zhang Qiling on the shoulder, "You're still quiet and not as interesting as you were when you were little. Okay, go see how Wuxie is doing. I don't have anything to do here."
This time Zhang Qiling didn't listen to him and shook his head, "No."
"Why, are you afraid that I'll be unreasonable again? Zhang Qiling, I may be possessive, but I'm not incapable of distinguishing right from wrong. I may lose my temper, but I won't stop you from interacting with others normally. You need friends."
Ji Huaichuan tilted his head and looked at Zhang Qiling calmly, without a trace of fluctuation in his eyes.
"I can't always be with you. You know that. I don't want you to be alone, and I don't want you to enter the bronze gate again and become a gravekeeper."
Ji Huaichuan's rare seriousness made Zhang Qiling panic. He knew very well that if Ji Huaichuan really left suddenly, he would not be able to find him, so he used that method to trick him into appearing. Unexpectedly, Ji Huaichuan would return because of his old illness.
Zhang Qiling pulled Ji Huaichuan's hand and pinched it on his face. Ji Huaichuan always liked to pinch his face and said it felt good.
"Don't be angry." Zhang Qiling frowned slightly, but his voice was very soft, as if he was acting coquettishly.
Looking at Zhang Qiling's actions, Ji Huaichuan's throat suddenly seemed to be choked by something. His eyes became hot and he turned his head to laugh out loud. His Zhang Qiling was so cute when he coaxed people.
"Okay, okay, I'm not angry." Ji Huaichuan withdrew his hand and sighed. How could he continue to be angry with him?
Although Ji Huaichuan said so, Zhang Qiling obviously still didn't believe it. Ji Huaichuan had no choice but to look back. Fatty and Pan Zi were taking care of Wuxie, and Aning was cleaning the dagger. After confirming that no one was paying attention to them, Ji Huaichuan gently kissed Zhang Qiling on the face.
Ji Huaichuan's hand naturally went around Zhang Qiling's shoulders and hugged his neck. He looked at him seriously and whispered, "To me, even if there are many good things in this world, they are far less precious than you. So, you don't have to be so cautious with me. I can't bear it."
Zhang Qiling seemed to not know what to do. It was not until Ji Huaichuan let go and walked away that he slowly reacted. He stared at the place where Ji Huaichuan had just sat, lowered his head and smiled unconsciously, and then immediately returned to normal.
"Master San, you're finally awake!"
"What's wrong with me?" Wuxie's voice was still a little weak.
The fat man stood aside and said, "You just hit someone!"
"Ah? Who did I hit?" Wuxie was suddenly awakened by the fright.
"We fought all of them. The guy's fists were so powerful that no one could stop them. Xiao Chuan'er was hit, and you even kicked Pan Zi." The fat man gestured exaggeratedly.
After hearing what the fat man said, Wuxie breathed a sigh of relief. He knew it was fake at once. How could he possibly beat Xiaochuaner? Pan Zi was a little worried, "Pan Zi, are you okay?" Wuxie sat up and touched Pan Zi.
"I'm fine. Don't listen to that fat guy's nonsense. Master San, just have a good rest." Pan Zi said with a smile.
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