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A few days later, Notting City, hospital.

Due to the high 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. , There was a burst of pain in each part.

Xiao Wu sat on the edge of the bed, her head lowered, a knife gently peeled the apple in her hand, scraping it in circles along the side of the apple, and a whole series of peels were peeled off. down, revealing the juicy pulp underneath.

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

Yang Ming, be obedient, open your mouth, ah~~

Yang Ming's face darkened, do you really think I'm a three-year-old child?

Helplessly, he was in excruciating pain all over his body, so he rolled his eyes in protest, saying:

I don't like fruit.

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

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

The corner of Xiao Wu's eyes was smiling, and she was secretly happy. It was the first time she saw Yang Ming show such a childish side, and the distance between the two sides was narrowed in vain.

The white jade-like fingers twisted the apple into Yang Ming's mouth, inevitably touching his tongue. Although Yang Ming had no other intentions, the touch at that moment stimulated Xiao Wu like an electric current.

As time went by, a bright red rose from Xiao Wu's neck and climbed all the way to her entire face.

Yang Ming blinked, and he said something very straight out of nowhere:

Xiao Wu, do you have a cold? Your face is so red. Drink more hot water if you have a cold.

The charming atmosphere that had just risen disappeared instantly, Xiao Wu retracted her fingers like an electric shock, and said shyly and coquettishly:

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

After feeding the rest of the apples, Xiao Wu sat on the side glumly, not saying anything.

Yang Ming seldom had contact with women before, and he didn't understand why Xiao Wu was 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.

Unsure of what to do, Yang Ming had no choice but to say in his heart:

A woman's heart, the needle in the sea, the needle is thin!

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

The ward fell into an awkward silence all of a sudden.

Xiao Wu kept looking at Yang Ming's reaction from the corner of her eye, seeing his face as usual, and then even closed her eyes, she couldn't help but feel angry.

What a wooden man!

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

Perhaps, both.

Xiao Wu's two arms were folded together, resting on the bedside table, her chin resting on her arm, her big bright eyes fixedly staring at Yang Ming's sharp-edged face. When he said those words, his heart was as sweet as eating candied dates.

However, when she saw the few strands of silver hair among the short black hair on Yang Ming's head, Xiao Wu felt a 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, so that he became like this.

Yang Ming, tell you something.

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

What's up?

I'll... Xiao Wu's face showed her daughter's tenderness, and she said, Can I call you brother?

Yang Ming did not doubt that he was there, and said indifferently:

I have always regarded you as my sister, of course there is no problem.

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

Boom, boom, boom!

Three polite knocks.

Afterwards, the door of the ward opened, Doctor Xiao pushed the door open, and behind him was the Great Spirit Master Matthew Nuo of the Spirit Hall.

Both of them can be said to be old acquaintances of Yang Ming, not to mention Dr. Xiao, the founder and doctor of this hospital, and they have seen each other a lot these days.

Matthew Nuo carried a flower basket, 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 Wuhun Temple. We will definitely investigate it to the end, and we will never let any clues go unnoticed. The murderer must be severely punished!

These words have been spoken several times by officials from Notting City during the days when he was hospitalized.

Yang Ming's ears were almost full of cocoons when he heard it. Originally, he thought that Matthew Nuo was the same as the officials of Notting City. After a show, he patted his butt and left.

Unexpectedly, after Matthew Nuo spoke at length, the topic changed and said:

Our Spirit Hall has always adhered to the policy of cherishing talents. Bishop Besca was very sympathetic after hearing about your experience, Yang Ming, and decided to conduct a one-on-one meeting with you and your only relative, the elder Jack of the original village of the Holy Spirit Village. support.

Seeing Yang Ming's suspicious look, Matthew Nuo looked right and said righteously:

Yang Ming, I know what happened before. You have misunderstood the Spirit Hall, but please believe that our Spirit Hall has been able to stand on this continent for so many years because of our upright and open style of behavior, and The principle of fairness and impartiality.”

In order to express the sincerity of our Spirit Hall, Bishop Besca ordered that our Spirit Hall will come forward to provide you and Old Jack with free treatment, provide free housing, and finance all your learning and miscellaneous expenses in the Junior Spirit Master Academy. Guaranteed to allow you to successfully complete your studies.”

Besides that, Old Jack can come to our Spirit Hall to work in the future. He doesn't need to do hard work, he just needs to clean up.

An inch of land in a big city is worth an inch of gold. Although Notting City is just a small city, it is not so exaggerated, but buying a house is not an easy task for Yang Ming’s family who have no source of income.

Not to mention, Wuhundian also arranged work for Old Jack, and things were done without leakage, which made people feel very comfortable.

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

Even if Yang Ming had doubts about Spirit Hall's intentions, he had no intention of rejecting such a big gift.

Hospitalization, meals, housing, which one does not require money?

Grandpa Matthew Nuo, thank you very much.

Master Matthew Nuo looked at Yang Ming deeply and deeply, and said meaningfully:

If you really want to thank us, thank our Spirit Hall.

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