The Witch

The next day.

Ji Lang awakened in a burst of chattering, the chattering voice was suppressed extremely low, as if he was afraid of quarreling him, but after he listened attentively, he was still heard clearly. That was the dialogue between Wu Miaomiao and Wawa.

"Wah, this accident can't happen a second time, understand?"

"Whatever the officials want, the slave family depends on you."

Ji Lang frowned when he heard Wawa's answer. Is this another new line that the female ghost taught Wah? Sure enough, there is no seriousness.

"Next time someone will bully Mian Gong, regardless of whether he is an ordinary person or not, curse him for me."

"The slaves depend on you."

"Don't care about what backlash is not backlash, bullying the mate is bullying me."

"The slaves depend on you."

"We will protect each other together."

"The slaves depend on you."

Ji Lang listened silently, his heart kept accumulating warmth, a smile appeared on his face, and his mood was as bright as the sun outside the window.

"From now on, when I go to school, Xiang Gong will leave it to you."

"The slaves depend on you."

"You have to guard every step of the way, eat, sleep, go to the bathroom..."

"Cough!" Ji Lang felt that if he didn't wake up anymore, Wu Miaomiao would train the doll into a perverted doll.

"Manny!" On the sofa, one person and one baby turned their heads at the same time, looking in the direction of the hospital bed with surprise. The doll's face is not rich enough, but the eyes are round and round, no matter who looks at it, you can see the surprise.

Wu Miaomiao even turned over the sofa and ran over.

Ji Lang sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, watching Wu Miaomiao who was approaching with gentle eyes.

"When did you wake up, Xiang Gong?" Wu Miaomiao asked.

"When you let my baby follow me to the bathroom." Ji Lang stared at each other.

"Ah, I'm a rhetoric, a metaphor, I don't really want the doll to follow you to the toilet." Wu Miaomiao was a little embarrassed by Ji Lang. She didn't think about it when she said it, but at this time, she thought, Being stared at when going to the toilet, oh, even if you are stared at by a doll, it will be very uncomfortable.

"As far as the IQ of the doll, do you think it understands?" Ji Lang asked.

Wu Miaomiao scratched his head: "I don't seem to understand."

"Baby." Ji Lang beckoned towards the doll.

The doll immediately jumped off the back of the sofa and ran for a distance. When she reached the bed, she climbed onto the bed with her hands and feet together. Then she stood by the bed obediently and quietly stared at Ji Lang with her big eyes.

"Don't follow me to the toilet." Ji Lang said seriously.

The doll is still a remnant soul now, her character will not be flexible, she is a dead-hearted eye, as long as Wu Miaomiao's instructions, it will be very serious to complete, so he must wash the brainwashing of the doll just now by Wu Miaomiao, and wash it again.

The doll was startled, looking at the hostess for a while, and then at the hostess again, confused.

Who should the baby listen to?

"Just listen to me." Wu Miaomiao said.

The Wawa nodded, and said to Ji Lang obediently, "All the slaves depend on you."

What kind of weird tone is this? !

Ji Lang frowned when he heard it, but he also knew that this was the process of the doll's growth, and he could not avoid it, so he could only try to adapt himself: "You are just fine as before. What happened yesterday was just an accident."

He just heard the word backlash, no matter if the backlash was for Wu Miaomiao or Wawa, he didn't want it to happen. And although the situation yesterday seemed dangerous, as long as there was the power of the nightmare, he wouldn't really be in danger of life.

"The slaves depend on you." The doll continued to nod.

"Good." Ji Lang looked at the doll's well-behaved appearance and couldn't help touching its head.

The baby's eyes lit up, her mouth opened, and she let out a long-lost hearty laugh.

"By the way, Xianggong, I bought you breakfast." Wu Miaomiao ran to the coffee table and brought a bowl of porridge to Ji Lang. This is the nutritious porridge she went outside to buy when she woke up in the morning.

"I'll get up and eat." Ji Lang waved his hand and lifted the quilt to get out of bed. When he got up, the wound was inevitably affected, and Ji Lang frowned subconsciously.

Wu Miaomiao noticed, immediately put down the porridge bowl in her hand, and ran over nervously, "Msang-gong, your wound hurts? I'll help you relieve it."

After that, Wu Miaomiao stretched out his right hand, with his palm hanging in the air covering Ji Lang's chest, and a blessing was whispered in his mouth: "In the name of a wizard, blessing."

Suddenly, a familiar soft force lingered on his chest, soothing the dull pain caused by the wound.

"Is it better?" Wu Miaomiao asked in general, confirming the blessing.

Ji Lang stood still, staring unpredictably at Wu Miaomiao's right hand that had just retracted, and then moved up, landing on Wu Miaomiao's nervous face, and asked aloud: "This time, don't you need to kiss?"

Oops!

Wu Miaomiao's expression changed drastically, and there was a wailing in his heart: Why did he forget such a setting, and the grandfather wanted to find out that he was partial to him, what should I do, what should I do?

Ji Lang looked at Wu Miaomiao's anxious facial features almost twisting together, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "You are right, the blessing of the Wu clan, it will be better if you kiss you just now. Didn't kiss me, this wound still hurts a little, won't you make it up?"

For the last four words, Ji Lang bent down deliberately, his lips almost pressed to Wu Miaomiao's ears, and the words were gentle and full of temptation.

Wu Miaomiao was agitated all over her body. After reacting to the meaning of Xiang Gong’s words, her excited little cheeks blushed. She immediately turned her head and kissed Ji Lang. The monkey's anxious look made Ji Lang aroused a burst of joy. Muffled laughter.

Ji Lang smiled. It seemed that he couldn't suppress the joy of his heart. He couldn't stop it at once, and he simply put his head on Wu Miaomiao's shoulder and smiled for a long time before stopping.

After breakfast, the doctor and nurse came to round the ward. After a simple check, the doctor gave a few more instructions and left.

Not long afterwards, Huo Mingzhi came to visit the sick with the fruit basket.

Huo Mingzhi saw Ji Lang's complexion ruddy, and his complexion seemed much healthier than usual. While surprised, he felt much less guilt in his heart.

"Is it better?" Huo Mingzhi greeted.

"It's better, you can go now." Ji Lang did not wait for Huo Mingzhi to say the second sentence, and directly began to see off the guests.

"..." Huo Ming knows that his choking chest hurts, but as long as he thinks about it, Ji Lang will encounter this kind of thing because of himself, so he has no guilty conscience. I'm tired of you, I'm sorry."

Ji Lang frowned, a little puzzled.

"If I hadn't asked you to investigate the accidental death of a volunteer, you wouldn't have had an accident, I..."

Huo Ming knew that before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ji Lang waved his hand: "This matter has nothing to do with you, don't put gold on your face."

Although the two matters are related, the other party suddenly targeted him, not because Huo Mingzhi asked him to help analyze the case. It's that the other party has hatred with himself, and the desire to avenge himself has long been in his heart.

However, it is really unreasonable for the other party to kidnap himself suddenly at such a time. From what the middle-aged man said to him, he could hear that the other party seemed to have determined that he had found out that they had killed the volunteers, and only then would he think of doing it on himself.

This is the strangest part of myself.

He did know the other party's plan to kill the volunteers, but he asked it in a dream. It is impossible for the other party to know that he already knew. Moreover, I just fell asleep the night before, and it was a coincidence that the other party came to kidnap myself the next morning. It was as if the other party knew that he had been in his dream.

"Anyway, don't worry, I will investigate this case clearly." Huo Mingzhi knows Ji Lang's temper and is proud and awkward. He is 80% embarrassed.

After all, he was so soft and hard at the beginning, Ji Lang refused to agree with his mouth, the purpose is not to let himself know what he secretly helped. Huo Mingzhi estimated that Ji Lang must have planned to wait until the secret investigation is over before he writes a book online, and then coldly tells himself that I am not helping you, but just want to write a story. But after the kidnapping happened, Ji Langao couldn't get cold anymore, and he knew about it when he secretly helped, so naturally he would be embarrassed.

When Huo Mingzhi thought about it this way, he suddenly felt that Ji Lang's awkward character was quite cute. If you don't admit it, don't admit it. It's fine if you know the matter in your heart. He Mingzhi wrote down this love.

"Has the confession been recorded?" Ji Lang thought about his guess just now and couldn't help asking.

"No." At this point, Huo Mingzhi also looked helpless. "Your employees were too heavy, and the three kidnappers are still in a coma."

"Employee?" Ji Lang was startled.

"Yeah, when I arrived that day, the three kidnappers had been taken care of by the people under your hands. They were taken to the hospital for an examination. On average, each of them had three broken ribs, plus a severe concussion. They have not yet woken up. When he was in a painful coma, his face was distorted." Huo Mingzhi also went to the ward of the three kidnappers for a round before he came. The three kidnappers were obviously in a coma, but they did not know why their facial expressions were extremely rich. , As if being in a coma is suffering a particularly terrifying blow.

Three broken ribs?

The coma of the three kidnappers was done by Ji Lang. The power of the nightmare broke out after losing control, and the three were shocked on the spot. At the same time, the power of the nightmare allowed them to circulate continuously in the nightmare. As for the coma so far, it is also because the power of the nightmare has not dissipated. But in the matter of breaking three ribs, his nightmare power is only a mental attack, and no physical effect can be achieved.

Ji Lang silently turned his head and glanced at someone who was peeling an apple next to her.

Someone felt the mate's gaze and showed a sweet smile.

When Ji Lang saw this, it became clear that a smile flashed across his eyes.

The interaction between the two of them naturally did not escape Huo Mingzhi's eyes. Suddenly, Team Huo, who was fed a handful of dog food, didn't need Ji Lang to bomb him, he wanted to leave.

"I'll ask the doctor again to see when the three people can wake up and leave first." Huo Mingzhi got up and left until everyone else had walked out of the ward. None of the two people in the room said they wanted to send him off.

It's... enviable.

Not long after Team Huo left, Dong Yongyuan came to visit on behalf of all the staff in the studio. As soon as he entered the ward, seeing the boss's unprecedented rosy face, Dong Yongyuan was relieved.

The only person who was kidnapped, almost died, and suffered a stabbing in the chest, but looked healthier than usual, is probably his own boss.

After a few simple greetings, Dong Yongyuan began to report. When he reported, Ji Lang simply said a sentence or two, and found that it was not an important matter, so Dong Yongyuan took care of it.

Dong Yongyuan responded one by one, and when the work report was finished, he still did not leave, but he looked at Wu Miaomiao while hesitating.

Seeing Dong Yongyuan not leaving, Ji Lang stared at Wu Miaomiao instead, frowning, "Are you still doing something?"

"Yes...a little bit." Dong Yongyuan's voice trembled, and he didn't want to say the next thing, but he couldn't help but say.

"That said."

"Madam Boss." Dong Yongyuan gritted his teeth, his face was full of risk.

"Huh?" Wu Miaomiao looked up.

"I...I... can I beg you something?" When the words reached his lips, Dong Yongyuan suddenly persuaded.

"Are you trying to get rid of ghosts again? If it's not troublesome, it's okay. If it's too troublesome, it will take a while. Recently, my witch power has been consumed a bit and I have to cultivate for a while." Wu Miaomiao thought Dong Yongyuan would introduce her business .

"No, I beg you don't waste magic power in your business, it's not necessary at all." Dong Yongyuan waved his hand again and again.

What I am afraid of is that you will lose witch power, you'd better not lose witch power like this again.

"Oh, then you say it." Wu Miaomiao stopped worrying immediately, and said straightforwardly.

"That's...you, can you still use the big formation like yesterday? This is the day when the ghosts are going retrograde, and the ghost gates are about to open. It's really scary." Dong Yongyuan said tremblingly.

The association asked him to help convey this, and the association's tone was very strong, which probably meant that if Wu Miaomiao opened up the soul-calling array again, like yesterday's reversal of yin and yang, and opened the ghost gate, their association would be rude. But how dare Dong Yongyuan say this to Wu Miaomiao, when it came to him, it became a request. He can be sure that if he tells the truth, the lady boss can now go to the top of the building to draw another one.

When Ji Lang heard Dong Yongyuan's words, his eyes moved slightly, as if he had guessed something.

He knew about Miaomiao's use of ghosts to find him. After all, he had seen those ghosts before he fell into a coma. He didn't think too much about this matter at first, after all, the witchcraft is so good that he can easily control ghosts, and it is normal to find him with ghosts. But at this moment, when Dong Yongyuan said this, he suddenly felt that the method Miao Miao used to find him yesterday was probably a little different from what she usually used. It seems that the association is jealous.

"I'm also looking for the grandfather." Wu Miaomiao also knew that the soul-calling formation yesterday was a bit scary, thinking that Dong Yongyuan was terrified, so she promised, "Don't worry, as long as the grandfather is fine, I don't need it."

That is to say, should you use it or do you have to use it if something goes wrong with the boss?

Dong Yongyuan felt that if this answer was passed back to the Association, he would have to be scolded again.

Why are you so sad? !