A few days later, Notting City, Hospital.

Due to the great cost of using the Bamen Dunjia, Yang Ming was lying on the hospital bed at this time, with white bandages wrapped around his body, like a mummy, it was difficult to turn over on the bed, and it was difficult to even lift his arms, and there were bursts of sharp pain in every joint and part of his body.

Xiao Wu sat on the edge of the bed, her head lowered, a knife delicately peeled the apple skin in her hand, scraping it around the side of the apple, and a whole series of skins were peeled off, revealing the juicy flesh underneath.

Xiao Wu carefully cut the apple into small pieces, about the size of his thumb, twisted his index finger and thumb together, and looked at Yang Ming with a smile.

"Yang Ming, obedient, open your mouth, Ah~~"

Yang Ming's face darkened, am I really a three-year-old child?

Helplessly, he was now in pain all over his body, so he had to roll his eyes in protest and said:

"I don't like to eat fruit."

"I don't care, the doctor said, eating more fruits will help the body recover." Xiao Wu waved her cute pink fist and said, "Even if you don't like to eat fruits, you must eat an apple every day." ”

Hearing this, Yang Ming sighed angrily and opened his mouth as if resigned to his fate.

Xiao Wu smiled at the corners of her eyes, secretly happy in her heart, it was the first time she saw Yang Ming showing such a childish side, and she narrowed the distance between the two sides in vain.

The white jade-like fingers twisted the apple into Yang Ming's mouth, inevitably touching his tongue, although Yang Ming didn't mean anything else, but the touch at that moment stimulated Xiao Wu like an electric current.

On the time, a touch of blush rose from Xiao Wu's neck and climbed all the way to the entire face.

Yang Ming blinked, didn't know what to do, and said a very straight man's words:

"Xiao Wu, do you have a cold? Your face is so red. Drink plenty of hot water when you have a cold. ”

The charming atmosphere that had just risen disappeared in an instant, Xiao Wu retracted her fingers as if she was electrocuted, and said in an annoyed voice:

"Who, who has a cold, I don't have a cold, don't talk nonsense!"

After feeding the remaining apples, Xiao Wu sat sullenly and didn't say anything.

Yang Ming had rarely had contact with women before, and he didn't understand why Xiao Wu was still talking and laughing with him just now, but now he suddenly had a straight face, as if he owed her hundreds of gold soul coins.

Puzzled, Yang Ming had no choice but to say in his heart:

A woman's heart, a needle under the sea, a thin needle!

Yang Ming is not usually a good talker, and now he is in severe pain all over his body, so he is even more reluctant to talk.

The room fell into an awkward silence.

Xiao Wu kept looking at Yang Ming's reaction from the corner of his eye, and saw that his face was as usual, and then he even closed his eyes altogether, and couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

"What a wooden man!"

Xiao Wu didn't know why she was angry, because Yang Ming didn't chat with her? Or, don't understand the girly style?

Perhaps, it's a bit of both.

Xiao Wu's two arms were folded together, resting on the bedside table, her chin resting on her arms, a pair of bright big eyes staring at Yang Ming's angular face fixedly, and her thoughts recalled that Yang Ming had said what she said in order to save herself from the enemy, and her heart was as sweet as eating dates.

It's just that when she saw the few strands of silver hair in the short black hair on Yang Ming's head, Xiao Wu felt an inexplicable pain in her heart.

She vaguely guessed that in order to defeat the enemy, Yang Ming must have used a secret technique with particularly huge side effects to become what he is now.

"Yang Ming, tell you something."

Yang Ming's eyelids trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, and a cute and pretty face came into view.

"What's the matter?"

"I'll ...... in the future" Xiao Wu's face showed her daughter's tenderness, and she twisted: "Can I call you brother?" ”

Yang Ming didn't doubt him, he didn't care:

"I've always thought of you as my sister, and of course there's no problem."

While the two were talking, there was a knock on the door of the ward.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Very polite three rings.

Then, the door of the ward opened, and Physician Xiao pushed the door in, and behind him was the Great Soul Master of the Martial Spirit Palace.

Both of them can be said to be Yang Ming's old acquaintances, not to mention Dr. Xiao, who is the founder and doctor of this hospital, and has often seen each other in the past few days in the hospital.

Ma Xiuno carried a basket of flowers, put it on the bedside table, found a chair and sat down, and said with a sad face:

"Yang Ming, I heard about you, and I ask you to mourn."

"The destruction of the Holy Soul Village has been highly valued by Notting City and the Martial Spirit Palace, we will definitely investigate it to the end, and we will definitely not let go of any clues, and we must let the murderer be severely punished!"

These words, in the days that he has been hospitalized, have been spoken several times by officials of Notting City, and they are nothing more than official words to appease people's hearts.

Yang Ming's ears were calloused when he heard it, originally he thought that Ma Xiunuo was also like the officials in Notting City, after a show, he patted his ass and left.

Unexpectedly, after Ma Xiunuo's tirade, the topic changed and said:

"Our Martial Soul Hall has always been in line with the policy of cherishing talents, for Yang Ming's plight, Bishop Besca was very sympathetic after hearing about it, and decided to give you and your only relative, Jack, the original village elder of the Holy Soul Village, one-on-one assistance."

Seeing Yang Ming's suspicious expression, Ma Xiunuo looked upright, and said righteously:

"Yang Ming, I know what happened before, you have a misunderstanding of the Martial Spirit Palace, but please believe that our Martial Spirit Hall has been able to stand on this continent for so many years, relying on a righteous and bright style of acting, as well as a fair and just principle of doing things."

"In order to express the sincerity of our Soul Palace, Bishop Besca ordered that our Soul Hall will come forward to provide you and Old Jack with free treatment, free housing, and all your tuition and miscellaneous expenses in the Junior Soul Master Academy, so as to ensure that you can successfully complete your studies."

"In addition, Old Jack can come to our Martial Spirit Hall to work in the future, and he doesn't need to do tiring work, just clean up."

An inch of land in a big city is an inch of gold, although Notting City is only a small city, it is not so exaggerated, but to buy a house is not a simple matter for Yang Ming's family, who now have no financial resources.

Not to mention, the Wuhun Hall also arranged a good job for Old Jack, and things were done without leakage, which made people feel very comfortable.

It can be said that the Wuhun Hall is here to send warmth.

Even if Yang Ming had some doubts about the intentions of the Martial Spirit Hall in his heart, he had no intention of refusing such a big gift.

Hospitalization, food, housing, which does not cost money?

"Grandpa Masiuno, thank you very much."

Master Ma Xiunuo looked at Yang Ming deeply, deeply, and said meaningfully:

"If you really want to be thankful, thank us for the Martial Spirit Palace."

(3rd Watch)

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