the next day.
Ji Lang woke up from a ramble. The ramble was suppressed to a very low level, as if he was afraid of disturbing him, but under his full attention, he was still heard clearly. That was the conversation between Wu Miaomiao and the doll.
"Baby, this accident can't happen again, understand?"
"Whatever the official wants, the slave family is up to you."
When Ji Lang heard the doll's answer, his brows could not help but wrinkle. Is this the new line that the female ghost taught the doll? There really isn't a proper sentence.
"Next time someone bullies Xianggong, whether it's an ordinary person or not, curse him for me."
"The slave family depends on you."
"Don't care about backlash or not, bullying Xianggong is bullying me."
"The slave family depends on you."
"Let's protect Xianggong together."
"The slave family depends on you."
Ji Lang listened silently, the warmth in his heart kept accumulating, a smile appeared on his face, and his mood was as bright as the scorching sun outside the window.
"When I go to school in the future, Xianggong will give it to you."
"The slave family depends on you."
"You have to watch every step of the way, eat, sleep, go to the toilet..."
"Cough!" Ji Lang felt that if he didn't wake up again, the doll would be cultivated into a perverted doll by Wu Miaomiao.
"Xiang Gong!" On the sofa, one person and one doll turned their heads at the same time, looking in the direction of the hospital bed with surprise. The doll's puppet face is not rich enough, but the eyes are round and round, no matter who looks at it, anyone can see the surprise.
Wu Miaomiao directly turned over the sofa and ran over.
Ji Lang sat up, leaned on the head of the bed, and looked at Wu Miaomiao who was approaching with tender eyes.
"When did you wake up, Xianggong?" Wu Miaomiao asked.
"When you asked my doll to go to the toilet with me." Ji Lang stared at each other.
"Cough, I was a rhetoric, a metaphor, not really wanting the doll to go to the toilet with you." Ji Lang looked at Wu Miaomiao a little embarrassed. Being stared at when you go to the toilet, oh, even being stared at by a doll, can be very uncomfortable.
"As far as the doll's IQ is concerned, do you think it can understand it?" Ji Lang asked.
Wu Miaomiao scratched her head: "I don't seem to understand."
"Doll." Ji Lang waved to the doll.
The doll immediately jumped off the back of the sofa, ran a certain distance, and then climbed onto the bed with both hands and feet when he got to the side of the bed. Only then did he obediently stand beside the bed, with a pair of big eyes staring at Ji Lang quietly.
"Don't follow me to the toilet." Ji Lang said seriously.
The doll is still a remnant soul, and her character will not change. She is a stubborn one. As long as it is Wu Miaomiao's advice, it will be completed very seriously, so he must re-wash Wu Miaomiao's brainwashing of the doll just now.
The doll was stunned, looking at the hostess for a while, and then at the man for a while, confused.
Who should the doll listen to
"Just listen to Xianggong." Wu Miaomiao said.
The doll then nodded, and said to Ji Lang obediently: "The slave family is up to you."
What kind of weird tone is this? !
Ji Lang's brows twitched when he heard it, but he also knew that this is the process of the doll's growth, and it was unavoidable. He could only try to adapt himself: "You can still be the same as before. What happened yesterday was just an accident."
He heard the word backlash just now, no matter whether this backlash was against Wu Miaomiao or the baby, he didn't want it to appear. And although the situation yesterday seemed dangerous, as long as there was the power of nightmares, his life would not really be in danger.
"The slave family is all up to you." The doll continued to nod.
"Good." Ji Lang looked at the doll's well-behaved appearance and couldn't help touching its head.
The doll's eyes lit up suddenly, her mouth opened, and she let out a hearty laughter that she had not seen for a long time.
"By the way, Xianggong, I bought you breakfast." Wu Miaomiao ran to the coffee table and brought a bowl of porridge to Ji Lang. This is the nutritious porridge she bought outside in the morning when she woke up.
"I'll get up to eat." Ji Lang waved his hand, lifted the quilt and got out of bed. When he got up, the wound was unavoidably affected, and Ji Lang frowned subconsciously.
Wu Miaomiao noticed it, immediately put down the porridge bowl in her hand, and ran over nervously: "Xiang Gong, your wound hurts? I'll help you relieve it."
After that, Wu Miaomiao stretched out her right hand, and her palm was hanging in the air to cover Ji Lang's chest, whispering blessings in her mouth: "In the name of the wizard, blessing."
In an instant, a familiar soft power lingered in his chest, soothing the dull pain caused by the wound just now.
"Is it better?" Wu Miaomiao asked with confirmation after casting the blessing.
Ji Lang stood still, staring at Wu Miaomiao's right hand with an unpredictable expression, and then moved up, landing on Wu Miaomiao's nervous face, and asked aloud, "This time, don't you need to kiss?"
Oops!
Wu Miaomiao's expression changed greatly, and she wailed in her heart: How could I forget such a setting, my husband is going to find out that he is biased against him, what should I do, what should I do
Ji Lang looked at Wu Miaomiao's anxious facial features that were almost twisted together, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "You are right, the blessing of the Wu clan, it will be better if you kiss it. You just now If you didn't kiss me, this wound still hurts a bit, won't you make it up?"
The last four words, Ji Lang bent down deliberately, his lips almost pressed against Wu Miaomiao's ear, and his tone was gentle and full of temptation.
Wu Miaomiao was agitated all over. After she realized what Xianggong said, her excited little face turned red, and immediately turned her head to the side, and Haw kissed it. The monkey's anxious look made Ji Lang happy for a while. Muffled laughter.
Ji Lang smiled, as if he couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, but he couldn't stop it, he just put his head directly on Wu Miaomiao's shoulder, and stopped after laughing for a long time.
After breakfast, the doctor and nurse came over to make a round of the room. After a simple examination, the doctor gave a few more words and left.
Not long after that, Huo Mingzhi came to visit with a fruit basket.
Huo Mingzhi saw Ji Lang's ruddy complexion, and his complexion seemed to be much healthier than usual. While surprised, he felt much less guilt in his heart.
"Is it better?" Huo Mingzhi greeted.
"It's better, you can go." Ji Lang didn't wait for Huo Mingzhi to say a second sentence, and started seeing off the guests.
"..." Huo Ming knew the pain in his choked chest, but as long as he thought about it, the reason why Ji Lang encountered this kind of thing was because of himself, and he lost all anger in his guilty conscience, "This matter is my fault. Sorry for bothering you."
Ji Lang frowned, a little puzzled.
"If I hadn't asked you to investigate the accidental death of a volunteer, you wouldn't have been in trouble, I..."
Before Huo Ming knew he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ji Lang's wave: "This matter has nothing to do with you, don't put money on your face."
Although these two things were related, the other party suddenly targeted him, not because Huo Mingzhi asked him to help analyze the case. It's that the other party has a grudge against him, and he has long wanted to take revenge on him.
However, it is really unreasonable for the other party to suddenly kidnap him at such a time. From what the middle-aged man said to him, he could hear that the other party seemed to have determined that they had found out about their killing of the volunteers, and only then did he think of doing it to himself.
This is the strangest thing about myself.
He did know the other party's plan to kill the volunteers, but he asked in a dream, so the other party could not know what he already knew. Moreover, he had just fallen into a dream the night before, and the other party came to kidnap him the next morning, which was too coincidental. It was as if the other party knew that he had been in his dream.
"In any case, don't worry, I will investigate this case clearly." Huo Mingzhi knew Ji Lang's temper well. He was proud and awkward. He was probably embarrassed.
After all, he was so soft and hard back then, and Ji Lang refused to agree, because he didn't want to let himself know what he was helping secretly. Huo Mingzhi estimated that Ji Lang must have planned to write a book online after the secret investigation was completed, and then said to himself coldly, I am not helping you, but just want to write a story. But after the kidnapping happened, Ji Lang couldn't be colder, and he knew when he was helping secretly, so he was naturally embarrassed.
Huo Mingzhi thought about it, and suddenly felt that Ji Lang's awkward personality was quite cute. If you don't admit it, you don't admit it. It's enough to know the matter in your heart. Huo Mingzhi remembered this feeling.
"Has the confession been recorded?" Ji Lang couldn't help asking, thinking about his guess just now.
"No." Speaking of this, Huo Mingzhi also had a helpless expression on his face, "Your employees are too heavy, and the three kidnappers are still in a coma."
"Employee?" Ji Lang was startled.
"Yeah, when I arrived that day, the three kidnappers had already been taken care of by your people. When they were sent to the hospital for examination, each of them had an average of three broken ribs, plus a severe concussion, and they still haven't woken up yet. , when the pain is in a coma, the face is twisted." Huo Mingzhi also went to the ward of the three kidnappers before he came, and the three kidnappers were obviously in a coma, but for some reason their facial expressions were extremely rich. , as if he was suffering a particularly terrifying blow in a coma.
Three broken ribs
It was Ji Lang who made the three kidnappers go into a coma. The power of nightmare exploded out of control and knocked the three into a coma on the spot. At the same time, the power of nightmare could keep them in a constant cycle of nightmares. As for the fact that he is still in a coma, that is because the power of the nightmare has not dissipated. But with the three broken ribs, his nightmare power is only a mental attack, not a physical effect.
Ji Lang turned his head silently and glanced at someone who was peeling apples beside her.
Someone felt Xianggong's gaze and showed a sweet smile.
When Ji Lang saw this, he knew it, and a smile flashed in his eyes.
The interaction between the two naturally did not escape Huo Mingzhi's eyes. Huo Team, who was suddenly fed a handful of dog food, didn't need Ji Lang to bombard him at this time, he wanted to leave himself.
"I'll ask the doctor again to see when those three people will wake up. Let's go first." Huo Mingzhi got up and left until everyone else left the ward, and neither of the two people in the room said they would send him off.
It's really... enviable.
Not long after Team Huo left, Dong Yongyuan came to visit on behalf of all the staff of the studio. As soon as he entered the ward, Dong Yongyuan felt relieved when he saw the boss's unprecedented rosy face.
He was kidnapped, almost died, and was stabbed in the chest, but the only person who looked healthier than usual was probably his own boss.
After a few simple greetings, Dong Yongyuan began to report his work. When he reported, Ji Lang simply said a word or two, and found that it was not an important matter, so he let Dong Yongyuan take care of it.
Dong Yongyuan responded one by one, and when the work report was over, he still did not leave, but looked at Wu Miaomiao hesitantly.
Seeing that Dong Yongyuan didn't leave, Ji Lang stared at Wu Miaomiao and couldn't help frowning: "Do you have anything else?"
"Yes... a little." Dong Yongyuan's voice was trembling, he didn't want to say the next words, but he had to say it.
"Then say it."
"Boss lady." Dong Yongyuan gritted his teeth, with a desperate look on his face.
"Ah?" Wu Miaomiao raised her head when she heard the sound.
"I... I... Can I ask you something?" When the words came to his lips, Dong Yongyuan suddenly persuaded.
"Are you going to exorcise ghosts again? It's ok if it's not troublesome. If it's too troublesome, it will take a while. I have recently lost a lot of magic power, and I have to cultivate for a while." Wu Miaomiao thought that Dong Yongyuan would introduce her business again. .
"No, I'm begging you not to waste Wuli, not at all." Dong Yongyuan waved his hands again and again.
What I'm afraid of is that you lose your magic power. You'd better not waste your magic power like this again.
"Oh, then you say." Wu Miaomiao was no longer worried, and said very cheerfully.
"That's it... In the future, can you stop using the big formation like yesterday? In this daytime, the ghosts are going retrograde, and the gates of the ghosts are about to open. It's really scary." Dong Yongyuan said tremblingly.
The association asked him to help convey these words. The association's tone was very strong, which probably meant that if Wu Miaomiao started the spirit formation again, reversed the yin and yang like yesterday, and opened the gate of hell, their association would be welcome. But how could Dong Yongyuan dare to tell Wu Miaomiao that, when it came to him, it became a request. He can be sure that if he told the truth, the proprietress could go to the roof and draw another one now.
Ji Lang's eyes moved slightly when he heard Dong Yongyuan's words, as if he had guessed something.
He knew that Miaomiao used ghosts to find him. After all, he saw those ghosts before he passed out. He didn't think much about this matter at first, after all, Miao Miao is very skilled in witchcraft and can easily control ghosts, so it's normal to use ghosts to find him. But at this time, after hearing what Dong Yongyuan said, he suddenly felt that the method Miaomiao used to find him yesterday was probably a little different from what she usually used. It seems that the association is afraid.
"I'm also looking for Xianggong." Wu Miaomiao also knew that the spirit formation that she had yesterday was a little scary, thinking that Dong Yongyuan was frightened, so she assured, "You can rest assured, as long as Xianggong is fine in the future, I don't need it."
That is to say, once the boss has an accident, should you use it or should you use it
Dong Yongyuan felt that if this answer was passed back to the association, he would be scolded again.
Why are you so sad? !