flstandardbreds Chapter 125 I like to eat shit, do you want to eat it too?
Chapter 125 I like to eat shit, do you want to eat it too?
Jiang Yan opened her mouth as if to say something, but a cold voice interrupted her.
"Miss Jiang, it's getting late, so I won't see you out." Fu Zhirang stood at the foot of the bed, coldly issuing the order to leave.
Jiang Yan frowned at him, then swallowed her words as if remembering something. She turned to Sang Ling and said softly, "I'll come see you again tomorrow."
After watching Jiang Yan's departing figure for a long time, Sang Ling seemed to realize something and asked Fu Zhirang.
"Jiaojiao doesn't like her?"
Fu Zhirang did not answer directly, but instead asked a question in return.
"If I say I don't like it, will You get angry?"
Sang Ling shook her head and pulled the uneasy Jiao Jiao back. "No, she is my friend. I will not force you to be friends with her like I am."
"You can decide what you like and dislike; you just need to be yourself."
Fu Zhirang was slightly taken aback when he suddenly heard the little girl's philosophical thoughts.
He suddenly chuckled softly, stepped forward and embraced her, leaning on her shoulder, laughing softly in a hoarse voice.
"I will try to accept anything that my baby likes."
Sang Ling looked up at him, puzzled.
Fu Zhirang smiled gently and tenderly, "Baby, there's a saying: 'Love me, love my dog.'"
Upon hearing this, Sang Ling thought about it very seriously for a while, then slowly frowned and asked him in a very serious and complicated way.
Propose a hypothesis.
"If I like to eat poop, would you like to eat it too?"
Fu Zhirang's smile froze. He stared at her for a long time and remained silent for a long time.
His gaze toward her gradually became complicated.
After a long while, under Sang Ling's attentive gaze, he slowly uttered a few words.
"You don't need to force yourself like that."
Sang Ling: ? ? ?
She was just giving an example, but the other person seemed to take it seriously.
Specifically, on the second day, whenever she went to the bathroom, he would follow her and wait outside the door, looking like he wanted to say something but hesitated, and would occasionally knock on the door and call her name.
It's as if they're worried she's actually hiding inside eating shit.
After being tormented all day, Sang Ling finally couldn't take it anymore and, after leaving the bathroom, spoke to him in a serious yet helpless tone.
"I'm not eating shit anymore, and you shouldn't eat it either."
The other person visibly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly carried her back to bed.
He even brought out a small cake to coax her, saying, "Baby is the best girl."
Sang Ling sat on the soft hospital bed, taking small bites of the fragrant and soft cake. Her cheeks puffed out, making her look both adorable and gentle.
A handsome man in a hospital gown sat by the bed, gently and affectionately tidying up her stray hairs.
After finishing the small cake, Sang Ling let out a burp. Feeling full and drowsy, her mind started to wander again.
He shifted to the side, making room for half the bed, and patted it.
"Jiaojiao, come up here."
Fu Jiaojiao got into bed without any restraint, and the two lay down together.
As soon as he lay down, the little girl closed her eyes and snuggled up to him, settling comfortably in his arms and clinging to him like an octopus.
Although the little girl was already sleepy, she still knew to avoid his wound and only wrapped her arms around his waist.
"Jiaojiao, sleep~"
Sang Ling gently patted Fu Zhirang's waist, seemingly coaxing him to sleep, her voice soft and sweet with a hint of drowsiness.
Fu Zhirang skillfully pulled the girl into his arms, a faint smile playing on his lips, and gently patted the little girl's back to lull her to sleep.
His voice was low and gentle.
"Sleep well, baby."
After Sang Ling fell asleep, Fu Zhirang's smile faded slightly, and his gaze towards her became more obscure and worried.
She pursed her thin lips and gently stroked the dark circles under her eyes with her fingertips.
His expression was cold and somber, and his eyes held an unyielding darkness.
The little girl probably didn't even realize that she had become increasingly sleepy these past two days, which is not a good sign.
He had Jiang Xu examine her again while she was asleep. Jiang Xu said that the Gu poison in her body was almost uncontrollable. Once the Gu worms were fully awakened, the poison in her body would quickly spread throughout her body.
Even if his master came, he might not be able to save him then.
Fu Zhirang would certainly not allow such a thing to happen.
Jiang Xu, who was sent by Fu Zhirang to go find his master, finally returned two days later.
He rushed back with his master and Song Chuyi, who was responsible for escorting them, only to find Sang Ling straddling Fu Zhirang's waist as soon as he opened the ward door, tearing at his clothes like a tyrant forcing himself on her.
When they came in, Fu Zhirang's clothes had already been torn open, revealing his muscular chest.
The moment the door opened, everyone looked at each other in disbelief; the surrounding silence was eerily profound.
Jiang Xu blinked mechanically, quickly closed the door, and stammered, "Sorry, I opened the wrong door. Please continue."
The door closed again, and Sang Ling and Fu Zhirang finally looked away, their eyes meeting.
Silence again.
Seeing the little girl's innocent expression, Fu Zhirang couldn't help but chuckle and sigh softly.
With a large arm around Sang Ling's waist, he slowly and deliberately got up, his hospital gown hanging loosely on his body. He kissed the little girl's eyelids with a mixture of helplessness and affection.
Gently coax and soothe.
"Sweetie, I'll play with you again tonight, okay?"
Sang Ling frowned.
What are you playing around with? She was clearly applying medicine to him properly.
Seeing the little girl's whining and defiant expression, Fu Zhirang held her and coaxed her for a while until she calmed down before letting the person outside in.
When Jiang Xu came in again, the people inside had already tidied up.
Sang Ling lay on the bed, while Fu Zhirang sat on the edge of the bed.
Jiang Xu, who was already used to this, was numb to it and turned around to greet the people behind him warmly.
"Master, come quickly, this is the poisoned national treasure I was talking about."
A sprightly old man walked in behind Jiang Xu, glaring at his young apprentice with annoyance. "What's with all the shouting? Doesn't the national treasure know how quiet she is?"
Behind the old man followed Song Chuyi, whose character was hard to describe, and a burly bodyguard.
The old man looked up, his eyes shining, and surveyed the ward. "Where is it? Where is it? Where is the national treasure?"
The old man, who had practiced medicine for decades but had never saved a national treasure, rubbed his hands together, inexplicably feeling a little excited.
According to the young apprentice's description, the poisoned national treasure seems to be a cub.
The cubs are great, so fluffy, docile, and soft; they must feel wonderful to touch.
I'll sneak a couple of bites during the inspection later.
Jiang Xu also excitedly pulled the old man to the foot of the bed, pointing to the human-shaped "panda" on the bed, "Here it is, here it is."
The old man and Sang Ling, who was lying on the bed with dark circles under her eyes, looked at each other in bewilderment.
Silence, still silence.
The old man turned to look at Jiang Xu in astonishment, and asked hesitantly and in shock, "Did the national treasure secretly become a spirit behind my back?"
Jiang Xu fell silent.
Standing at the back, Song Chuyi's lips twitched uncontrollably. She took two steps forward and whispered.
"Old Chen, she is a human being, not a panda."
To be honest, Song Chuyi didn't know whether to be speechless or shocked these past two days.
What's frustrating is that Jiang Xu, that idiot, started crying and begging Old Chen as soon as she saw him, saying that there was a national treasure that needed her to save his life, otherwise he would die. When she realized that Old Chen really thought she was saving a panda, she tried to explain.
But she couldn't get a word in edgewise.
What shocked her was that the master Jiang Xu mentioned, who was supposed to be difficult to invite, turned out to be the medical luminary, Elder Chen.
She went through a lot of trouble to get into Base 2 and get him out of the lab where he was doing research.
Old Chen was stunned for a moment, then looked at Sang Ling with some disappointment.
It's as if they'd rather she were a panda spirit than actually be a human.
After his initial disappointment, he took a few steps closer and looked at Sang Ling's face again, letting out a soft "Eh."
"Hey, little panda, you look a lot like someone I know."
"But she doesn't have dark circles under her eyes as big as yours."
Sang Ling: "..."