Chapter 635

...... You, you woke up?

Qi Junyi also didn't expect that he had just been complaining about Chi Jinan in his heart, and the next second he saw this person sit up straight like a ghost; although he had been unconscious for a long time, his dark eyes were perfectly clear.

Chi Jinan raised one hand and happened to see the IV tube connected to the back of his hand.

Chi Jinan's gaze followed the tube upward, all the way to the transparent liquid at the bottom of the inverted medicine bottle, which was flowing into his body through the tube; he decisively raised his other hand.

Hey you—

Qi Junyi had just opened his mouth when Chi Jinan already ripped off the adhesive tape cleanly and swiftly.

The needle was forcibly pulled out, a small stream of dark red blood spurted from the wound, and then it quickly subsided thanks to the wasteland people's extraordinary self-healing ability.

The blood spurt splashed onto the white sheet, quickly spreading across the fabric like a bunch of deep-red flowers eager to bloom.

Qi Junyi lowered his head to look at the red patch on the sheet that was rapidly expanding, and spoke anguishedly:

...... Don't dirty the sheets.

Chi Jinan lowered his head to look at the puncture wound on the back of his hand that had just been needled, where blood was still slowly seeping out.

...... So what?

It will deduct money.

Qi Junyi sighed, pulled out a bundle of cotton swabs from the nearby cabinet, walked over, took Chi Jinan's hand, extracted one swab and pressed it firmly over the puncture.

We're not like before anymore; without the Church to back us up, even if your assets, after official conversion, remain a substantial sum, with your manic vigor, not restraining yourself won't be enough to cover the costs.

Chi Jinan didn't reply, merely staring at Qi Junyi's hand for a long time.

Thirsty.

Upon hearing that, Qi Junyi looked up at him, then released the hand pressing the cotton ball, checked that the bleeding had stopped, and only then discarded the cotton swab.

Just wait a moment for your thirst; I'll go get you some water.

He walked to the ward door, then glanced back at the person on the bed.

Chi Jinan can be calmer than anyone when he's not having a fit, but that doesn't change his inherent madness.

He finally glanced at the specks of blood on the sheet, shook his head, and pulled the door shut.

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Mom, let's go home.

Yang Yixie quickly returned with the supplements prescribed by the doctor; since his own money couldn't be used openly, he used Yang Yichen's card, and Yang Yichen certainly wasn't short on funds anyway.

Okay.

Mother Zhiruo smiled and nodded; Yang Yixie adeptly stepped forward, took her arm, and they moved slowly toward the hospital exit.

The situation on the other side was completely opposite.

Zhiruo looked at Yang Yixie wearing Black-framed Glasses, his face appearing somewhat well-behaved, but she remembered that her child's brow and eye corners should tilt slightly upward, which made him seem restless.

Glasses can still greatly alter a person's appearance.

Come to think of it, didn't Xiao Xie previously say he wanted to dye his hair Ying Guang Lu?

Zhiruo seemed to suddenly recall this and teased him about it.

Mom, just don't bring up this dark history.

Yang Yixie felt rather helpless; he had only mentioned it a few times in front of his mother as a precaution, never expecting her to actually remember it.

And she kept bringing it up repeatedly......

Do you really think he'd be willing to take that color as his signature shade? Besides, staring at it for too long hurts the eyes.

Bai Mu Yun, really thank you for the trouble.

The mother looked at Bai Mu Yun with eyes full of apology; although Bai Mu Yun had voluntarily offered to send them to the hospital, it still seemed troublesome for him.

No problem, just a small matter; Miss Zhiruo, are you feeling alright?

Bai Mu Yun still appeared as a courteous successful person in front of Zhiruo, after all he indeed had a very good impression of this gentle mother.

No wonder; that little monster Ying Duo would guard his treasures fiercely, wishing to eliminate anything that might bring danger.

The car soon started, the scenery outside receding backward; Zhiruo curiously looked at the opposite side of the hospital.

Because they arrived early, when the sky was still dim, this time she noticed that the hospital opposite the one they had just left seemed to be another hospital, yet something was odd about it.

The outer wall there was light gray, very high, with many glass shards and barbed wire on top of the fence to prevent entry, and all the windows were narrow and long, fitted with thin metal bars.

Rather than saying it's a hospital, judging by its heavily guarded appearance, it more closely resembles a prison.

Zhiruo turned her head, looked through the glass for a while, and found that the area over there was quite large, yet hardly anyone could be seen.

...... Is that place also a hospital?

Yang Yixie followed Zhiruo's gaze, took out his phone, pulled up the map, made a few marks, and soon several lines of information popped up on the screen.

Hmm, it's an affiliated psychiatric hospital.

He turned the phone screen toward Zhiruo for a glance: 'It mainly admits patients whose mental state isn't very stable; it's normally closed to the public and separate from this hospital.'

Zhiruo leaned in to glance at the screen, 'Oh...... that indeed needs to be separate.'

Those people have been through so much; it's normal for their minds to break...... I hope they can gradually get better.

Yang Yixie didn't know whom Zhiruo was thinking of, and casually put his phone away.

Among the people they know...... does anyone suffer from a mental illness?

Yang Yixie glanced up at the psychiatric hospital that was barely visible; for some reason, whenever he saw that hospital he always had a bad premonition.

How to put it? It's a strange feeling, with an inexplicable urge to just blast straight into it......

No, how could he have such a thought? He is a law-abiding citizen.

And it's not like the novel's genre would suddenly shift; that hospital just happens to be called Qing Shan Psychiatric Hospital.

It must be an illusion, then.

Although he thought that, Yang Yixie has already decided to take his mother to a different hospital for the next checkup.

This hospital here wasn't the best in the capital to begin with, and its location is also a bit remote; it's just that, because of the hurry, Bai Mu Yun's positioning happened to choose this hospital.

Since it gave him a bad premonition, keeping away is the way.

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A certain figure who had been lying silently on the hospital bed suddenly threw off the white blanket covering themselves, lunged to the window, grabbed the thin bars sealing the window, and without controlling their strength, bent the bars.

But Chi Jinan had no time to worry about that; his originally empty, dark eyes seemed to be suddenly lit by something, and his sharp gaze swept back and forth along the secluded outside path where few people went.

None.

It seemed that the creepy feeling just now was merely his illusion.

"Ha."

Chi Jinan couldn't help but laugh out loud; by now, having been fooled by someone over and over, he could no longer believe that this might be his lucky illusion.

It's definitely him.

The hand gripping the bars tightened again; this time, the whole window made a sound of being unable to bear the load.

"Chi Jinan!!!"

Behind him, it was the sound of Qi Junyi breaking down after seeing this scene.