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The first ray of sunshine in the morning shone into the ward, the energetic calls of the birds echoed outside the window, and the lush trees made people feel good.

The wounded young man frowned and opened his eyes reluctantly.

The sun is fake, the birdsong is fake, and the trees are fake.

This is the Furnace Bolt located tens of meters underground, there can be no such thing.

"what"

Wang Jin tried to use the remote control to turn off the display screen that was trying to disguise himself as a window, but found that he couldn't.

With both hands in plaster, he struggled to even lift the remote.

grumble

Stomach growled in disbelief.

He consumed so much yesterday that he almost woke up from starvation.

"It would be nice to have a bowl of hot porridge."

Sighing lightly, Wang Jin lay back on the bed again.

"Yo, are you awake?"

A familiar voice came from outside the door, and Hu Xiaobei came in with breakfast.

It seems that because she became a fox, she would remember the sad story of losing her tail, so she regained her human form in a rare way.

The delicate long skirt has been replaced by a loose and comfortable sweater, her big smart eyes are flickering, and the ears on the top of her head are turning back and forth.

seems very happy.

But Wang Jin was not happy.

He didn't expect that it would be Hu Xiaobei who came to bring him meals.

Seeing Wang Jin's complex gaze, she showed two small canine teeth and smiled maliciously.

Thanks to Guai Tan's strong recovery ability, Hu Xiaobei can run around alive and well after waking up.

The others were not injured as badly as Wang Jin, but they also needed to rest for a while.

Therefore, the heavy responsibility of taking care of Wang Jin fell on this little fox naturally.

Although Ma Yao said many times that the administration would have someone to accompany him, he was still rejected by Hu Xiaobei.

Seeing the girl's lively and lovely smile, Wang Jin felt a sudden chill.

Even with his toes, he could guess that the fox had no good intentions.

"Da Lang, drink the medicine for coughing and porridge."

Hu Xiaobei walked up to Wang Jin with a tray and helped him put down the table board on the hospital bed.

"This is the nutritious porridge I made myself, drink it all up."

The fox-eared girl put the bowl of black and green unknown objects on the table with a bright and sunny smile.

"You're not holding grudges against me, are you?"

The corner of Wang Jin's mouth twitched a few times, and he suddenly remembered that he had a fight with the little fox in Leonard's car yesterday.

I didn't expect the retribution to come so quickly.

You said that there were strange stories in that bowl of porridge, he would believe it.

"Da Lang opens his mouth."

Hu Xiaobei didn't answer, she scooped up the slightly weird porridge with a spoon, and stuffed it into Wang Jin's mouth.

"I ouch! Vomit"

Just one mouthful, Wang Jin almost spit it out.

But he still held back.

Because he felt the vitality hidden in the porridge.

It was the breath of the green god.

"I saw it on the bedside when I woke up, probably Meng Yu wanted to use the pollution on my body to cover it up."

Hu Xiaobei lowered his voice and explained to Wang Jin.

"The sooner this thing is disposed of, the better, but the people in the Administration Bureau don't let me wander around the ward with it."

The ears on the top of the girl's head trembled, revealing a sly smile.

"After thinking about it, I chopped up that vine and made porridge. It looks good, doesn't it?"

"you cough"

Wang Jin was choked with tears from the strong pollution in the porridge, but he still swallowed hard.

Hu Xiaobei's method is very clever and correct.

When leaving the dream world, Wang Jin left part of Green God's body inside.

Originally, I wanted to wait for Meng Yu to get it back when he was free, but I never found a chance.

The longer the vine stays, the more likely it will be noticed by the Green God.

This thing cannot be kept.

As for the way of making porridge to cover up people's eyes and ears, only Hu Xiaobei could think of it.

The problem is that this stuff is like cement with mustard.

"Can't you make it better?"

Wang Jin tried his best to swallow a mouthful of porridge again, his face paled quickly.

The sticky taste, choking pollution, salty and bitter taste made him feel that his life would disappear along with this bowl of porridge.

"you dislike me?"

Hu Xiaobei's tone seemed hurt, she scooped up another spoonful of porridge and stuffed it into Wang Jin's mouth.

But his face was full of the joy of avenging public and private revenge.

"It's scary."

The officer in charge of security took a peek at the door, with sympathy in his eyes.

He was a little envious of having such a good-looking girl make breakfast for Wang Jin himself.

But when he saw the contents of the bowl clearly, he immediately began to sympathize with that young man.

He didn't even have the courage to look at the bowl twice.

It was as if there was something indescribable hidden inside.

And when he saw the scene where Hu Xiaobei was feeding Wang Jin porridge, he completely began to doubt the relationship between the two.

It looked like a murder anyway.

"Do you need help?"

The employee finally couldn't help but ask.

"No need to vomit."

Wang Jin shook his arm covered with plaster, and answered while holding back his nausea.

The employee in charge of security turned his head away, as if he no longer had the heart to look at the situation in the house.

"Look, can it have this effect if it is cooked properly?"

The little fox grinned, showing a sly smile.

-

"Hey?"

Next door to Wang Jin's ward, Zhao Guangming picked up his cell phone and answered a call.

There was a sick male voice on the other end of the phone.

"Hey, cough, brother Zhao."

"Yo, you're not dead?"

Zhao Guangming raised his eyebrows, as if surprised.

"Huh, I managed to save him."

Li Yu gasped for breath twice, but there was a whirring sound like a broken bellows.

"Four broken ribs, punctured lung, moderate concussion, multiple fractures."

As if showing off how much life he had, Li Yu counted his injuries in detail.

"But ah, I survived."

After a moment of silence, he spoke again.

"Since this is the case, our deal still stands."

"I will tell you the information about those high-risk ghost stories in person after a while."

"no problem."

Zhao Guangming nodded.

He still didn't forget the conditions that Li Yu promised at the beginning.

It has nothing to do with Liuli, it is information about other strange stories.

After a while, he finally couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart and asked.

"You shouldn't have survived this level of injury."

"Ahem, cough, thanks to cuttlefish."

The young man on the other end of the phone coughed twice, as if he accidentally pulled the wound, which made his voice a little low,

"She only hesitated for half a second before choosing between revenge and saving me."

"It is better to seize the hope in front of you than to let hatred burn you out."

"So, I survived."

"Well, I just learned this truth yesterday."

Zhao Guangming smiled, his eyes were clear and peaceful.

Although it was still the salted fish, something was different.

He is a happy salted fish.