Fu Yunshen's eyelashes trembled slightly and he was about to stand up.

But the strength of that hand was surprisingly strong, preventing him from moving.

Ying Zijin raised his head, glanced at him, and said three words this time: "Don't move."

She lowered her head again, holding a silver needle in her other hand, and the needle tip shuttled between several acupuncture points.

It was as if what she was holding was not a person, but a piece of embroidery.

"Kid..." Fu Yun raised his eyebrows and smiled at the end of his voice, "Are you taking advantage of me blatantly?"

As soon as he finished saying this, another silver needle fell and pierced another acupoint of his.

The hand strength is obviously stronger than before.

Fu Yunshen hissed softly and fell silent.

He quite believed that if he said anything again, their children would probably send him away with an injection.

The kind of person who shows no mercy at all, it’s useless to look at his face.

As time passed by, Fu Yunshen's body went from tense to relaxed.

After a moment, he lowered his eyes.

Both of them were sitting on the ground, but the height difference was not much different from when they were standing.

The girl's head only reached his chin, and during the process of giving him acupuncture, her soft hair would brush against his face from time to time.

From this angle, Fu Yunshen could see her long eyelashes and creamy skin.

It's almost completely transparent, with a faint glow that makes people reluctant to look away.

Even though I was wearing two layers of clothes, I could still feel the clear temperature.

Her hands were very cold and her fingertips felt cold.

Fu Yun moved his hands deeply, and finally lifted them up, tucking her hanging hair behind her ears.

He coughed lightly and swallowed the slightly fishy sweetness in his throat.

He took the shot on purpose.

I used to do this often, and I would just bandage it casually, and at worst I would wake up after being unconscious for a few hours.

He is used to being alone.

This was the first time that someone would appear at this time to heal him.

Fu Yunshen suddenly smiled.

After the blood was completely stopped, Ying Zijin took out a clean gauze, took off the blood-stained gauze, and wrapped it around him again.

She knew he would appear here, but she didn't know why he was alone.

She could also sense how powerful he was, otherwise she wouldn't have been in contact with him for so long, and she wouldn't be able to figure out his deep information.

So this is the weirdest thing.

However, Ying Zijin didn't ask further, and she didn't care about it either.

After dozens of seconds, she let him go.

The voice was cold and calm, without any fluctuation: "Okay."

Fu Yun put his hands on the ground and prepared to stand up.

The cold hand pressed his arm again and helped him up.

She used half of her body to support him.

It's like supporting an old man.

When he realized this, Fu Yunshen leaned against the wall and straightened his back, still looking lazily: "My little friend, your brother and I are not going to be unable to walk this far."

He didn't lie either. His self-healing ability is indeed very strong, far exceeding that of ordinary people.

From customs to now, the wound has healed a lot.

Calculating the time, I will be able to fully recover by tomorrow without even leaving any scars.

That's why he chose to get hurt.

Ying Zijin was silent for a moment and then let him go.

Fu Yunshen didn't ask her why she came back at this time. He coughed a few times and turned his head: "Yaoyao, you... don't have anything to say?"

"Yeah." Ying Zijin looked at him and nodded, "It feels good."

"..."

Fu Yunshen was also used to her speaking in a very calm tone and was surprised. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Kid, has anyone told you that you shouldn't touch a man's waist?"

Hearing this, Ying Zijin yawned, feeling sleepy, and replied perfunctorily: "If I touch you, will you turn into a beast?"

"..."

This conversation really can't go on.

Their child is really not an ordinary girl.

"Let's go, kid." Fu Yun rubbed her hair deeply, "Thank you for today."

**

Because the seventh one on the list of gun gods died in Shanghai City, the reason is still unknown, so at least for a short period of time, no hunter will set foot on this land.

Everything was calm.

Ying Zijin did not let Fu Yunshen return to his single apartment, so he simply took him in again.

It's just that the two of them came back too late. Although they both restrained their auras, the footsteps could not be heard at all.

But coincidentally, I happened to meet Wen Tinglan who had woken up at night.

Fu Yun's deep breathing slowed down, and before he could explain anything, he saw the young man rubbing his eyes, pausing for a few seconds, and then went to the bathroom.

As Wen Tinglan walked, she murmured to herself: "I'm dreaming again..."

He was dreaming about someone he didn't want to dream about.

"Xiaolan just underwent hypnosis yesterday." Ying Zijin sat on the sofa, "He has recovered very well during this period."

Hypnosis, a treatment method, is actually very risky.

Because during hypnosis, the psychologist will dig out the things that the patient has suppressed in the subconscious.

For Wen Tinglan, it was the time when his biological mother left with his biological sister and came back when he was five years old.

Both times, it was a huge trauma.

Therefore, if you are not careful, not only will hypnosis not be able to alleviate the condition, but it will also cause greater backlash.

It can even cause a mental breakdown in the patient.

Hypnosis will not be used in psychotherapy unless absolutely necessary.

Fu Yun was deeply startled, then leaned back and smiled: "Xue Sheng's hypnosis, Yaoyao, you can rest assured."

After saying this sentence, there was no response for a long time.

Fu Yun turned his head deeply and realized that the girl had fallen asleep.

Quietly, very well-behaved, and his whole body softened.

It seemed like he struggled for a long time before Fu Yunshen made a move.

He stood up, bent down slightly, picked her up across the waist, and placed her on the bed in the bedroom.

He stood quietly for a few more seconds before retreating.

"Good night, kid."

**

The news of Jiang Ran's injury soon spread throughout the Qingzhi people.

Many boys gloated about his misfortune, saying that he finally got his comeuppance.

But the girls were all anxious and found out about the hospital where Jiang Ran was staying. As soon as school was over, they all went to visit with fruit baskets and snacks.

"Go out, let them out." Jiang Ran covered his head with the quilt again, and he was very irritable, "I don't want to see anyone."

If they were to see her rice dumpling feet, where would he put his school bully's face?

"Don't be so cruel to girls." Jiang Huaping knocked his head, quite happy, "I didn't expect that my son is so popular and has the same demeanor as when I was young."

Jiang Ran: "...Mom, can you stop being so narcissistic?"

Jiang Huaping ignored him and went out to talk to the female students.

Jiang Ran scratched his hair: "Where is Dad Ying?"

"Oh." Xiu Yu peeled the apple, "Daddy, something is wrong. You are not a child anymore. Why do you still need dad to coax you?"
To be continued...