Mu Yunhan curled her lips in the curtain, but she didn't say anything. Xiao Cai knew what she was thinking.
Xiao Cai didn't explain anything and just accompanied him quietly. If you didn't pay attention, you would hardly feel his presence.
Mu Yunhan and the others were not talkative, and for a moment, there was only the sound of wind.
It was already getting late, and the surrounding people had already gone to bed. Except for the faint light emitted by the lantern in the hand of the steward of Huanhua Building, everything was dark.
The sound of cats fighting and meowing came in the night wind, and the tiles made a soft "snap" sound. Xiaomi stopped and turned around to look at the sound.
Old Man Gu and Xiao Cai all looked in that direction.
The cat has run away and everything is silent.
A layer of chicken skin appeared on Mu Yunhan's arms, and he felt uneasy for no reason: "What's wrong?"
Gu Fenglin stepped forward, naturally took her hand and led her forward.
Xiaomi also turned around and continued to lead the way.
Old Man Gu and Xiao Cai disappeared.
Mu Yunhan wanted to look back, but she didn't dare. She always felt like there was an evil ghost staring at her from behind, cold and very scary.
Gu Fenglin held her hand tightly, bringing her back to her senses instantly.
His hands were dry and slightly cool, with reassuring strength. His steps were unhurried and steady, as if they were indestructible.
Mu Yunhan exhaled softly, followed his footsteps, and continued walking forward without asking anything.
The sound of shattering tiles came from behind, messy and violent, but it only lasted for a moment, and everything became quiet.
"We're here, please wait." Xiaomi stopped in front of a dilapidated small house, opened the door and walked in. He lit the light before inviting them in again.
There was a young man curled up on the narrow bamboo bed. On such a hot day, ordinary people would find it too hot to wear gauze clothes, but he was wrapped in a thick quilt and shivering, as if he was very cold.
Under the dim light, he stared at the group of them blankly with his eyes open, his eyes brightening only when he touched Xiaomi.
"It's useless, Xiaomi, don't bother trying." He murmured, his voice muffled and inaudible.
"Shut up! I have the final say!" Xiaomi looked at Mu Yunhan with a sullen face: "After my sister-in-law died, he became ill. He saw hundreds of doctors and all the medicine he could find.
I've eaten it, but it's still not good. Can you take a good look at him?"
"I'll try." Mu Yunhan was a little nervous at first, but now he felt hopeful.
She is not a doctor and cannot cure ordinary headaches and brain fever. It is precisely this kind of strange disease that is to her liking.
"I want to talk to him alone. No matter what sound you hear, you are not allowed to interrupt." Mu Yunhan let go of Gu Fenglin's hand.
"Okay." Xiaomi hesitated for a moment, then followed the steward of Huanhua Building out, but Gu Fenglin remained motionless.
Old Man Gu hadn't come back yet, so Mu Yunhan didn't feel comfortable letting him go out alone, so he acquiesced in allowing him to stay.
"Listen, I will be Xiaomi's master. She sold herself to me, and it's up to me to take her life or death."
Mu Yunhan looked at the huddled patient and said coldly: "You are the one who caused all this. My sister died for you. Don't you want to say something to me before you die?"
The patient who was originally lifeless and indifferent finally reacted after hearing this sentence.
He opened his eyes wide and stared at Mu Yunhan fiercely, breathing heavily: "What do you want to do with her?" (To be continued)