Chapter 1914: Living with Mr. Ghost: Miscellaneous Affairs 30

"I'm here, Xiao Tan."

Jin Chen half-squatted, rubbing the pad of his finger against Xia Tan's eye corner, "It'll be fine soon, good."

Qian Xiaoqin shivered with a chill, continued to use the magic tool to examine Xia Tan's body, and finally reached a conclusion.

"The yin qi makes the wound hard to heal, but his body is very suitable for nurturing purple qi, which needs to enter the body in three stages."

Jin Chen half-sat on the bedside, carefully avoiding Xia Tan's right hand still on IV, pulled him into his arms, and gently patted his back.

"Alright, when can we start at the earliest?" he asked.

Qian Xiaoqin thought for a moment, "I'll go back to prepare, I'll contact you in a few days."

"Don't forget your promise, Jin Chen."

A Ghost King possessing ghost bones is too great a threat to any family or power in the occult field, even if this person was once a vigorous ghost hunter.

They must still spare no effort to eliminate all existing dangers; Jin Chen must sign that agreement with his soul.

"Okay, I know." Jin Chen nodded, saw Qian Xiaoqin off, and glanced at Lian Min guarding the door.

"Ah... um, I'll go get Xiao Tan's examination report." Lian Min turned and ran.

Xia Tan's consciousness dazed, half-asleep half-awake, he heard Qian Xiaoqin's voice and also heard something about a promise.

His sense of security vanished instantly; Xia Tan, not minding the IV still in his arm, clung tightly to Jin Chen's shoulders, instinctively burrowing into his embrace.

"Jin Chen... Jin Chen."

"I'm in so much pain, comfort me…… don't speak to others, don't…… comfort me……"

Jin Chen used spiritual power to regulate his own body temperature, pressed against Xia Tan's icy cheek, rubbed gently, "Xiao Tan, Guabao, I'm right here, I'll only speak to you, don't get agitated."

Xia Tan calmed down, involuntarily burying his face in Jin Chen's neck, the strands of hair on his forehead brushing made Jin Chen a little itchy.

"Let me see your injured leg, okay?" Jin Chen asked softly.

"Mm……"

Xia Tan gradually calmed, nodded slowly, then snuggled further into the embrace.

The blood-soaked gauze was slowly removed; the magic tool Qian Xiaoqin had just used had already repaired Xia Tan's wound considerably, forming a thin but fragile scab.

But large wounds remained in the middle of his pale shin bone, still shocking, and even his ankle was quite swollen.

"It really hurts."

Xia Tan said while trembling slightly, not at all like his usual toughness before a doctor, but rather fragile and a bit spoiled.

Jin Chen kissed the corner of his mouth, took fresh gauze and wrapped it, his movements extremely gentle, afraid of hurting Xia Tan again.

After doing all that, Jin Chen pulled Xia Tan into his arms, let out a low soft sigh, "Sorry, Xiao Tan."

Xia Tan's consciousness had a moment of blankness; he lifted his head, at a loss looking at Jin Chen, "What…?"

"Why say sorry?"

Jin Chen briefly explained to him the reason it was hard to stop the bleeding, that yin qi entering the body also affects one's fortune, and thus suspected that today's rear-end collision was also due to the overly heavy yin qi on Xia Tan's body.

Xia Tan listened very seriously, then shook his head, the moisture in his eyes reflecting a rippling water color; lifting his head made it easy for him to brush against Jin Chen's lips, speaking indistinctly.

"No, it's not."

Even though Xia Tan had no evidence to support it, he stubbornly denied, "It's not because of yin qi, definitely not."

Xia Tan seemed to be persuading, or maybe deliberately acting spoiled, "Don't stay too far from me, having yin qi is fine."

Xia Tan felt it was because he knew Jin Chen was going to meet an old friend today, and he himself was too unsettled, so the accident happened.

"We have to settle this, Guabao, don't avoid it." Jin Chen leaned slightly forward, wiped the moisture from Xia Tan's eye corner, and gave a light kiss.

"Stay with me more, I'm not afraid."

Xia Tan gently drew a breath, his soft cheek rubbing against Jin Chen's somewhat rough fingertip, "I'm not afraid…"

【Villain Heartthrob Value detected +5, total 75!】

Jin Chen, helpless, could only temporarily not mention this, pulled the blanket up a bit, only exposing Xia Tan's pale beautiful side profile, "Good, rest a bit first, I'll stay with you."

When the doctor came for the second round of rounds, he was surprised to find that Xia Tan's injury was stably controlled, and the blood that previously wouldn't stop had clotted.

After the examination, it was finally decided he could be discharged for recuperation, but the ankle sprain was fairly severe, so it's best not to move for the time being.

Jin Chen declined the wheelchair prepared by Lian Min, carried Xia Tan out of the hospital, leaving Lian Min pushing an empty wheelchair, disheveled in the wind, watching helplessly as his good friend was carried away in a princess carry.

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The previous yin qi entering his body had already left Xia Tan somewhat depleted; this accident's excessive blood loss directly drained his foundation, making him weak and prone to sleep, his consciousness constantly dazed.

Xia Tan slept another ten-plus hours, still feeling mentally and physically exhausted, and he finally realized something was off.

Even so, Xia Tan had no intention whatsoever of separating from Jin Chen; on the contrary, for some reason, even his emotions were affected, making him increasingly clingy.

And his injured leg, inconvenient for movement, gave him a good way to act spoiled; wherever he went, he had to be carried.

But Jin Chen's decision likewise allowed no room for Xia Tan to resist; Qian Xiaoqin arrived as promised at their home, having prepared a pile of magic tools, each one a treasure for conveniently drawing purple qi into the body.

Xia Tan wore thin velvet pajamas, his whole person appearing fragile and harmless; when held in Jin Chen's arms he seemed overly fitting, his gaze toward Qian Xiaoquin lively yet aloof.

But he did not resist as he had in the hospital.

Only because Jin Chen told Xia Tan, this is his previous fortune power, part of him; if Xia Tan doesn't want it, it might end up benefiting someone else.

Xia Tan now even wants to preserve Jin Chen's former bones; hearing this, how could he stay seated? Thus he agreed as a matter of course.

Qian Xiaoqin said to Jin Chen, "His foundation is weak; today we can only transfer a portion first, you need to step out."

"These magic tools of mine are ancestral, their lethality against fierce ghosts is not small; staying here would provoke opposition, bad for both you and him."

Upon hearing this, Jin Chen lowered his gaze to Xia Tan in his arms; sure enough he saw some displeasure, his wet starry eyes blinking slightly, rubbing his nose tip against Jin Chen's chin, silently expressing unwillingness.

Qian Xiaoqin turned his thoughts, administered a strong dose, this statement was precisely what he said to Xia Tan: "These magic tools cause great harm to Jin Chen, possibly resulting in irreversible damage."

Indeed, this sentence was much more persuasive.

Xia Tan's pupils contracted slightly; he carefully loosened the fingertips gripping Jin Chen's shirt corner, lifted his face and gently pressed it against Jin Chen's side cheek, softly complaining, "Come back early."