"I'll listen to you this once, but you better do this right, or I'll change my mind in an instant," Hu Yuan said.
The wolf demon stared at his chest and said, "If you go back on your word, you'll die too."
"Anyway, after I give you my body, I'll die," Hu Yuan chuckled dryly. "If you fail, I'll die too, so the outcome makes no difference to me. But your consequences are not as good as mine. If I'm not mistaken, you'll be scattered into oblivion, won't you?"
The wolf demon hadn't expected Hu Yuan to see things so clearly, so he sighed and said, "I will succeed, don't worry."
"I'm at ease," Hu Yuan said, sitting cross-legged on the pitch-black ground.
At the hospital, Mu Anxiao stood by the window, looking at the children in wheelchairs and various patients in the garden outside, and sighed.
"What's wrong?" Feng Qishi asked, holding a piece of baked flatbread and nibbling on it.
"Those who are tormented by illness are truly pitiable," Mu Anxiao lamented, turning to look at Feng Feng, who was sitting on the bed eating the flatbread. "Your body hasn't recovered yet, and you're eating such greasy food. I'm afraid it's not good for you."
"What's the big deal?" Feng Feng said, taking another bite. "My body has already recovered."
"You get emotional just by looking out the window, which shows your conscience isn't bad," Feng Qishi said cheekily.
Mu Anxiao glared at Feng Qishi, then looked at Feng Sen, who was entering the ward from outside, and said nothing.
Feng Sen gave Mu Anxiao a polite smile, walked to Feng Feng's bed, and said, "Sister, you're so foolish."
"How am I foolish?" Feng Feng asked while eating.
"You committed suicide over such a trivial matter. Your heart is too fragile. It seems," Feng Sen reached out and touched Feng Feng's forehead, "I'll have to take you to see a psychologist this afternoon."
"Why do you have to take me to see a psychologist?"
"Although I despise you for not valuing your own life, judging by your terrifying actions last night, I can conclude," Feng Sen said seriously, "that you have depression."
"I just couldn't figure things out, I don't have depression," Feng Feng said, pushing Feng Sen's stomach.
"No, you..."
"Do you really wish Feng Feng had depression?" Feng Qishi interrupted Feng Sen.
Feng Sen turned to Feng Qishi and said, "I'm concerned about my sister, why are you talking like that?"
"She is your sister, and she is my sister too. I know her situation better than you. If you don't speak properly, you can leave," Feng Qishi said coldly.
"Feng Qishi, you..."
"Your sister is already better. If she weren't, do you think she'd be able to eat?" Mu Anxiao interrupted Feng Sen.
Feng Sen turned to Mu Anxiao and said impatiently, "Alright, alright, you're my younger brother's friend, I can't argue with you. However," he pointed to Mu Anxiao's head, "shouldn't you go and change your medication?"
"It's fine," Mu Anxiao said indifferently.
Feng Sen nodded, turned, and looked at Feng Yan, who entered the ward carrying Feng Qishi's schoolbag, and smiled. "Brother, you're here, why are you carrying a schoolbag?"
Feng Yan glanced at Feng Sen, walked up to Feng Qishi, and said, "Go to school."
"Mom took leave for me."
"I didn't ask her to. Hurry up and go to school, study hard," Feng Yan said, handing over the schoolbag.
"Even if I take the schoolbag, I don't have a school uniform..." Feng Qishi glanced at Feng Feng and said, "I can't get in, so please ask Mom to take leave for me." He took the schoolbag.
"I've already put your school uniform in your bag. Go and change, and then you can leave," Feng Yan said, pointing to Feng Qishi's bag.
Feng Qishi's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what to say.
Feng Yan walked past Feng Qishi to Mu Anxiao and said, "My mom will be here soon, you can stay here."
Mu Anxiao lowered his head and remained silent.
Feng Feng looked at her three brothers and smiled. "Oh, it feels so good to have brothers taking care of me."
"Feng Feng, you're better," Feng Yan said, looking at Feng Feng.
Feng Feng grinned.
"Since you're better," Feng Yan turned, walked to the bedside, looked down at Feng Feng, and said, "Then go to school."
Hearing Feng Yan's words, Feng Feng put on a serious face. "Brother, I just got better and you're making me go to school. What do you mean?"
"I told Yan Ruoruo not to tell the teacher about your suicide attempt, but that you were sick. Since you're better, you..."
"Can you not mention that Yan Ruoruo in front of me?" Feng Feng said coldly.
Feng Yan hesitated and said, "I know you can't forgive her, but she's already realized her mistake. Is it meaningful for you to keep dwelling on it?"
"Brother, do you like her sister?" Feng Feng asked.
Feng Yan was speechless.
Mu Anxiao looked at Feng Yan's expression and then at Feng Feng's expression, cleared his throat, and said nothing.
Feng Qishi walked to Feng Yan's side and said, "Don't talk about her. She just got better, and you bringing it up like this doesn't seem meaningful, brother."
Feng Yan hesitated and said, "I'm sorry."
"Brother, I want to leave that place and start over," Feng Feng suddenly said.
Feng Yan was stunned and asked, "What are you thinking?"
"I want to leave. What am I thinking?" Feng Feng retorted.
"No," Feng Yan refused outright.
"I think it's possible," Mu Anxiao interjected.
Feng Sen helplessly pulled Mu Anxiao and said, "This is my family's business, why are you butting in?"
Feng Qishi heard Feng Sen speaking to Mu Anxiao and agreed, "I think if she wants to leave, then she should. That place has caused her too much trauma."
"Feng Qishi, that's easy for you to say. Do you think school is something you can just casually attend?" Feng Yan turned to Feng Qishi, frowning. "You really have studied yourself silly."
"I just think we should follow Feng Feng's wishes," Feng Qishi said weakly.
Mu Anxiao looked at Feng Qishi and thought about his similar expression to Feng Yan's when he rejected Feng Feng last night. He said, "Feng Qishi, you don't need to speak up for me, this is just my thought."
Feng Qishi was taken aback, looked at Mu Anxiao, and said, "No, Mu, you idiot, are you really stupid or pretending..."
Mu Anxiao glanced at Feng Qishi, who was speaking, then looked at Feng Yan and said, "Feng Qishi isn't stupid from studying. He also opposes Feng Feng, but I think if Feng Feng doesn't like it there anymore, she should change her environment. If she stays there any longer, it won't do her any good."
"Good?" Feng Yan repeated, glanced at Feng Feng, and walked to Mu Anxiao. "Then tell me, what good will it do?"
"Staying in a place that holds traumatic memories won't do any good for one's health," Mu Anxiao said casually.
Feng Yan stared at Mu Anxiao's face for a few seconds and said, "You've thought this through very carefully, but I know my sister's situation best." Saying this, he returned to the bedside. "Feng Feng, going to school here was your own choice. Are you really willing to give up now just because of a small matter?"