Fu Yunshen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he was about to get up.
But the strength of that hand was surprisingly strong, and it didn't allow him to move.
Ying Zijin looked up and glanced at him. This time, she said three words: "Don't move."
She lowered her head again. Her other hand was still holding a silver needle, and the tip of the needle was shuttling back and forth between several acupuncture points.
It was as if she wasn't holding a person, but a piece of embroidery.
"Little kid …" Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows and smiled at the end of his voice. "Are you taking advantage of me in public?"
As soon as he finished speaking, another silver needle fell and pierced another acupoint on his body.
The strength of her hand was obviously stronger than before.
Fu Yunshen hissed softly and fell silent.
He believed that if he said anything else, his little kid would very likely send him away with a needle.
The kind that didn't have the slightest bit of mercy, and it was useless to look at his face.
As the seconds passed, Fu Yunshen's body went from tense to relaxed.
After a while, he looked down.
Both of them were sitting on the ground, but the difference in height was not much different from when they were standing.
The girl's head only reached his chin. In the process of giving him the needle, her soft hair would occasionally brush against his face.
From this angle, Fu Yunshen could see her long eyelashes and creamy skin.
It was almost transparent with a faint luster, making people reluctant to look away.
Even though there were two layers of clothes between them, he could clearly feel her warmth.
Her hands were very cold, and her fingertips were also cold.
Fu Yunshen's hand moved, but in the end, he lifted it up and tucked her drooping hair behind her ear.
He coughed softly and swallowed the slight sweetness in his throat.
He took this shot on purpose.
In the past, he often did this, and would just casually bandage it. At most, he would be unconscious for a few hours before waking up.
He was used to being alone.
This was the first time that someone had appeared at this time to treat him.
Fu Yunshen suddenly smiled.
After stopping the bleeding completely, Ying Zijin took out a clean gauze, removed the blood-stained gauze, and wrapped it around him again.
She knew he would appear here, but she didn't know why he was alone.
She could also sense his strength. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been unable to figure out his deeper level of information after being in contact with him for so long.
That was the strangest part.
However, Ying Zijin didn't ask further. She didn't care about these things.
She only let go of him after a few seconds.
Her voice was cold and calm, without the slightest fluctuation. "It's done."
Fu Yunshen placed his hands on the ground and prepared to stand up.
That cold hand pressed down on his arm again and helped him up.
She used half her body to support him.
It was as if he was supporting an old man.
When he realized this, Fu Yunshen supported himself against the wall and straightened his back. He still looked lazy. "Little kid, your brother is not so weak that he can't walk."
He wasn't lying. His self-healing ability was indeed very strong, far surpassing that of ordinary people.
From the customs until now, the wound had healed a lot.
Calculating the time, it would be completely healed by tomorrow, and there wouldn't even be a scar left.
That was why he chose to get injured.
Ying Zijin was silent for a moment and let go of him.
Fu Yunshen didn't ask her why she came back at this time. He coughed a few times and turned his head. "Yaoyao, you … don't have anything to say?"
"Mm." Ying Zijin looked at him and nodded. "It feels good."
"…"
Fu Yunshen was used to her shocking words in a very calm tone. He raised his eyebrows. "Little kid, did anyone tell you that you can't touch a man's waist?"
Upon hearing this, Ying Zijin yawned. She was sleepy and replied perfunctorily. "If I touch it, will you become a beast?"
"…"
This conversation couldn't continue.
Their little kid was really not an ordinary girl.
"Let's go, little kid." Fu Yunshen rubbed her hair. "Thank you for today."
**
As the seventh person on the Godly Sharpshooter ranking list had died in Hu City and the cause was still unknown, at least for the time being, no hunters would set foot on this land.
Everything was calm and peaceful.
Ying Zijin didn't let Fu Yunshen go back to his single apartment, so she took him in again.
However, both of them came back too late. Although they had restrained their breathing, their footsteps couldn't be heard at all.
Coincidentally, they bumped into Wen Tinglan who had woken up in the middle of the night.
Fu Yunshen's breathing slowed down. Before he could explain anything, he saw the young man rubbing his eyes, paused for a few seconds, and went to the bathroom.
As Wen Tinglan walked, he muttered to himself, "I had a dream again …"
He dreamt of someone he didn't want to dream of.
"Xiao Lan just underwent hypnosis yesterday." Ying Zijin sat on the sofa. "He's been recovering well recently."
Hypnosis was actually a very risky treatment method.
This was because during hypnosis, the psychiatrist would dig out the things that the patient had suppressed in his subconscious.
For Wen Tinglan, it was the time when his biological mother left with his biological sister and returned when he was five years old.
Both times, it was a huge trauma.
Therefore, if he wasn't careful, not only would the hypnosis not alleviate the illness, but it would also cause a greater backlash.
It might even cause the patient to have a nervous breakdown.
Unless it was a last resort, the psychiatrist wouldn't use hypnosis.
Fu Yunshen was stunned. He leaned back and smiled. "Yaoyao, don't worry about Xue Sheng's hypnosis."
After he said this sentence, he didn't get a response for a long time.
Fu Yunshen turned his head and realized that the girl had fallen asleep.
She was very quiet and obedient, and her entire body had softened.
After struggling for a long time, Fu Yunshen finally made a move.
He stood up, bent down slightly, picked her up by the waist, and placed her on the bed in the bedroom.
He stood there quietly for a few seconds before retreating.
"Good night, little friend."
**
The news of Jiang Ran's injury quickly spread throughout the Qing Zhi group.
Many boys gloated and said that he had finally received his retribution.
However, the girls were all anxious. After finding out the hospital where Jiang Ran was, they all carried fruit baskets and snacks to visit him after school.
"Get out, get out. Get them out." Jiang Ran covered his head with the blanket again. He was very irritable. "I don't want to see anyone."
If they saw her dumpling feet, where would he put his face as the school bully?
"You're not allowed to be so fierce to girls." Jiang Huapin knocked on his head and was quite happy, "I didn't expect my son to be so popular. He has the demeanor of when I was young."
Jiang Ran: "… Mom, can you not be so narcissistic?"
Jiang Huapin ignored him and went out to talk to the female students.
Jiang Ran scratched his head, "Where's Papa YIng?"
"Oh." Xiu Yu peeled an apple, "Papa YIng has something to do. You're not a child anymore, why do you need your father to coax you? “
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Jiang Ran's face darkened, "I just want to thank her."
"Thank me when your feet are better." Xiu Yu finished peeling the apple and took a bite.
Jiang Ran was stunned and hesitated for a moment. "No, you didn't peel this apple for me?"
"But if you can, why would I peel it for you?" Xiu Yu looked at him strangely, "Because your face is big?"
"…"
Jiang Ran snorted and took an apple for himself. "Have you found the person who gave you the shoes?"
If he knew which bastard was so scheming against him, he would smash this bastard's head.
"There's a clue." Xiu Yu said, "We should be able to find it in a few days."
Jiang Ran acknowledged and asked, "Where did Papa YIng go?"
Xiu Yu thought for a moment. "It seems like something happened to the Zhong Family."
**
Zhong Family's old mansion.
In the past, only Old Mr. Zhong, Mrs. Zhong and Zhong Zhiwan lived in the old mansion. The other rooms had all moved out long ago.
However, because Zhong Zhiwan's father worked outside all year round and didn't come back often, Old Mr. Zhong let them stay in the old mansion.
But today, there were many uninvited guests.
Among them was Zhong Tianyun, who had always been taken care of by Old Mr. Zhong.
Zhong Tianyun was the only son of Old Mr. Zhong's second brother. He was fifty years old this year.
However, Old Mr. Zhong's second brother was not in good health and had passed away early. Therefore, Old Mr. Zhong had always taken care of Zhong Tianyun.
Zhong Tianyun sat on the sofa with the posture of a master.
He adjusted his tie. "Uncle, how have you been recently?"
Old Mr. Zhong looked at Zhong Tianyun, who was a shareholder of the Zhong Group, and said coldly, "If you have something to say, say it directly. I hate people like you who beat around the bush."
"Alright, since Uncle wants me to say it directly, then I'll say it directly." Zhong Tianyun smiled and his eyes sharpened. "Uncle, you've been in charge of the Jade House, but you've lost the treasure of the Jade House."
"The Zhong Group's stock has fallen. Uncle, do you think you're still qualified to be the chairman?"
Zhong Tianyun gave the bodyguards behind him a look and said coldly, "Take the old man away now."
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