After resting for so long, could he still not walk? Qiqi felt both frustrated and a bit worried, so she had no choice but to pay the fare and then help Rong Yi out of the car.
This guy seemed genuinely drained to the point of weakness, with almost all his weight pressing down on Qiqi, making her struggle to drag him onto the bed. By the time everything was done, Qiqi was already panting from exhaustion.
"I'm so thirsty..." Rong Yi said.
"Oh, I'll get you some water." Qiqi quickly poured a glass of water and, following his request, fed it to him. Only then did Rong Yi let out a satisfied sigh and lie comfortably on the bed.
"Qiqi, if I got sick, would you care for me like this too?" he suddenly asked, his tone childlike.
Qiqi was momentarily stunned. "Why do you ask?"
"I was thinking, if one day I fell ill like Lu Wei, would you take care of me like this? Worry about me, feel sad for me, do everything you could to cure me." He stared into her eyes, asking very seriously.
Qiqi's eyes widened. "You'd better not—"
"Why?" His voice sounded aggrieved.
"Senior Brother Lu has a congenital heart condition. Even though his rejection reaction disappeared this time, who knows if it'll relapse? You, on the other hand, are a demon, so you'd better stay tough and not get sick, and definitely don't get seriously injured like before. Otherwise, I will never use instant therapy on you again!"
Mentioning this, Rong Yi seemed to recall something and suddenly smirked secretly—her ability was something only he knew about, right? Mm, and he was the only one who had ever experienced instant therapy.
His mood grew even lighter, and he stopped dwelling on the earlier question. He just lay obediently on the bed, thinking that if he could get her to use instant therapy, then occasionally getting a minor injury or something wouldn't be so bad...
At that moment, Qiqi had no idea what was going through his mind. She remembered the jade pendant, pulled it out of her bag, and handed it to the wolf king. "Rong Yi, this is your jade pendant. Since it's a treasure, you should keep it safe yourself from now on."
Rong Yi didn't take the pendant. Instead, he pushed it back into Qiqi's hand. "It's fine, you keep it for me. It's the same as having it with you."
His tone was gentle now, and his eyes seemed to hold two streams of light, his deep pupils as beautiful as a magnet—one glance could draw a person's soul in. Qiqi suddenly met his gaze, so she just clutched the pendant in her hand, said "Oh," and quickly fled outside.
Why was her heart beating so fast? Her face was burning, and she couldn't catch her breath.
Was it because she had exerted herself too much while carrying Rong Yi?
Probably. That guy was really heavy—exhausting.
She planned to go wash her face and cool down.
But before she reached the bathroom, a strange "hehehe" laugh suddenly echoed in her ears. The sound was incredibly eerie and terrifying, inexplicably reminding her of the wicked witches in fairy tales.
"Who's there?" Qiqi jumped in fright and dashed toward the yard. But the yard was empty, the gate locked, and aside from a couple of black crows startled from the old locust tree, there didn't seem to be anyone else.
Was she hallucinating?
Qiqi shook her head—she really hadn't rested well these past few days while trying to save Senior Brother Lu. It was normal to have auditory hallucinations or ringing in the ears.
So she continued walking toward the bathroom.
But the moment she moved, the eerie laughter sounded again, followed by a woman's voice murmuring softly, "Oh, little girl, your face is so red. Are you blushing?"