Seeing a smile on Ji Yunqi's face, Ye Muan raised his eyebrows and asked, "It doesn't hurt anymore?"
It was impossible not to feel pain, but with him by his side, Ji Yunqi felt that his body hurt, but his heart felt sweet.
The sweetness in her heart is enough to cover up the pain in her body. He is her best painkiller.
"A little more."
Ji Yunqi put his thumb on his little finger and made a little gesture.
Ye Muan nodded: "Be patient and you will feel better tomorrow."
"Then will you always stay with me?"
Ji Yun asked eagerly.
Ye Muan hummed.
Ji Yunqi smiled and put down his chopsticks: "I'm full."
Ye Muan also finished eating, neatly picked up the leftovers, and asked her if she wanted some fruit.
Ji Yunqi nodded: "I want to eat pomegranates."
Zhuang Yuan brought a fruit basket, which contained a variety of fruits, including pomegranates.
Ye Muan took out the pomegranate, scored it a few times with a fruit knife, then broke it into pieces and put them one by one into a clean crystal bowl.
Ji Yunqi lay on his side, holding his chin, and watched with fascination as he peeled the pomegranate for himself.
The pomegranate was difficult to peel, and more than ten minutes had passed by the time Ye Muan peeled the whole pomegranate. He filled his hands with sticky pomegranate water, said he would eat it, and then went to the bathroom to wash his hands.
But when he came out, he didn't see Ji Yunqi making a move. When he looked at her, she retracted her hand into the quilt and said, "My arm hurts."
The implication is that I want him to be fed.
Ye Muan was very patient with her. He sat back, picked up the spoon, and put it into her mouth in small sips.
Soft-seeded pomegranates were Ji Yunqi's favorite, and Ye Muan's peeled pomegranates were her favorite too. She finished the bowl of crystal-like pomegranates quickly.
She looked at Ye Muan as if she hadn't had enough.
"Can only eat one."
Ye Muan had no intention of feeding her any more food.
Ji Yunqi pouted. She hadn't had enough of the pomegranate, nor had she enjoyed Ye Muan's tenderness enough. She licked her lips and asked in a low voice, "Can I have something else?"
The tone was very much like a child who wants to eat sweets and asks an adult if it is okay.
"Can you still eat it?"
Ye Muan asked back.
Ji Yunqi nodded repeatedly: "Yeah, yeah, I also want to eat some mangosteen."
Ye Muan glanced at her belly suspiciously. Although he couldn't see anything through the quilt, he felt that there should be a bulge there.
Ji Yunqi understood the look in his eyes and felt a little guilty. In fact, she was really relieved now, but she couldn't bear Ye Muan's "service", so she could only feel aggrieved.
"Ahem, doesn't that pomegranate help digestion? I'm a little hungry again after eating it."
Ji Yunqi opened his eyes and told lies.
Ye Muan: ...So people eat pomegranates after meals to aid digestion, but you eat them to digest them before eating anything else, right?
Does your stomach digest too quickly?
"I'll just eat one, the last one, and I won't eat after that, okay?"
Ji Yunqi raised an index finger with one hand and pulled the corner of Ye Muan's clothes with the other hand to act coquettishly and beg for mangosteen.
What else could Ye Muan say, he could only give it to her.
Mangosteen has a cool nature, so Ye Muan didn't dare to feed her too much at night, so he peeled one off and gave it to her. Ji Yunqi ate it and narrowed his eyes happily, as if he was eating a delicacy in the world.
After eating and drinking, Ye Muan washed her hands again and came back, ordering her to sleep. Sleeping now was the best way for her to recuperate.
Ji Yunqi felt a little sleepy after eating, so he nodded slightly: "Then can you tell me a bedtime story?"
"Snow White or Cinderella?"
Ye Muan asked.
Ji Yunqi shook his head: "I want to hear the story of the universe. Please tell me about the universe."
Ye Muan was a little surprised, but he still managed to organize his speech and talk about the origin of human beings and the universe.
"In the distant ancient times, in the eyes of Easterners, the sky above their heads was not empty and uninhabited. They believed that there were countless gods and goddesses living there. The Jade Emperor, Tathagata Buddha and other vivid figures were drawn out of human illusions.
Until the mid-1960s, when American astronaut Gagarin went into space, he broke all the myths in human imagination. In the vast universe, there are neither gods as Easterners call them, nor Zeus as Westerners call them.
It is empty and silent here, with nothing but sand and gravel and cosmic storms..." The universe is a field that Ye Muan is familiar with. Telling a story about the universe is easy for him. His voice seems to have hypnotic magic. At the beginning
Ji Yunqi could still concentrate on listening, but while listening, his eyelids began to twitch, and then he fell asleep.
Ye Muan's voice became smaller and smaller, until she fell into a deep sleep, and his voice disappeared in her sleep.
"Go to sleep."
Ye Muan covered her with a quilt, touched her forehead, and quietly got up and went to the living room outside.
At this time, in addition to Zhuang Yuan, who had been waiting, there was also Du Ye, who had just arrived, in the living room. When they saw Ye Muan coming out, they stood up together.
"sit."
Ye Muan pressed his hands towards them and sat across from them.
Zhuang Yuan and Du Ye waited for him to sit down before sitting down again.
"What was found?"
Ye Muan asked Du Ye.
Du Ye immediately reported: "Ms. Ji's assistant was right to suspect that the props were transferred by Huang Xiying instructing a handyman from the props team.
She was also smart. She did not contact the busboy directly, nor did she ask her assistant to contact her. Instead, she used a voice changer to process her voice and contacted the other party on the phone. The other party did not know whether she was a boy or a girl.
The handyman confessed that Huang Xiying promised to give him 500,000 as long as he changed the props. After the handyman was done, Huang Xiying gave him 500,000 in cash and left it at the stairway of the hotel for him to pick up. The handyman did not see it.
Who put the money?
When I went to check the surveillance system, I didn't find out who put the money. It can be seen that Huang Xiying deliberately avoided surveillance when she went to put the money.
However, five hundred thousand cash is not a small amount after all. No matter which bank you go to withdraw it from, it will be a large cash flow transaction that day.
I locked Huang Xiying's bank account, and sure enough I found that she withdrew 500,000 in cash from the account yesterday evening.
But this evidence is not enough for the law to determine that she is the murderer of Miss Ji. The phone card is also anonymous, so Huang Xiying is still a bit clever."
Ye Muan's face was grave, and his words were also grave: "I don't want to see her name in the entertainment industry again."
It is Huang Xiying's honor to be able to go to jail, but Ye Mu'an obviously has no intention of letting her enjoy this honor. Whoever the Ye family wants to deal with will only live a life worse than death.
"yes.
Master An, I know what to do."
Du Ye respectfully accepted the order.
Ye Muan nodded: "Go."
Du Ye and Zhuang Yuan stood up at the same time, and Zhuang Yuan asked specifically: "What would Miss Ji want to eat tomorrow morning?"
Ye Mu'an thought about it and didn't know what Ji Yunqi liked to eat, so he just let Zhuang Yuan take care of it and bring whatever he wanted to see other similar patients eating.
After the two of them left, Ye Muan opened the computer that Zhuang Yuan gave him and began to deal with laboratory matters.