“Did you see those wild ginsengs? I dug them up in the mountains with Lin Shao…” Shen Yijia paused and glanced at Song Jingchen, who was staring at her without saying anything.
Shen Yijia braced herself and continued to make up stories. “I thought they would be delicious.”
“You don’t have to explain. Let’s talk about it when you want to.” Song Jingchen interrupted her when he saw how uncomfortable she was.
He turned around and faced Shen Yijia with her back. It would be a lie to say that he wasn’t disappointed. He should’ve known that it wasn’t something she could talk about easily.
Shen Yijia was stunned for a moment. She scratched her head and realized that something was wrong.
“My- my hands.” she thought.
She turned around and saw a strip of cloth placed at the side. The red color on it caught her attention.
“Did Song Jingchen see it?”
The answer to this question was yes. Shen Yijia didn’t know how to explain it to Song Jingchen.
“He doesn’t think of me as a demon, does he?”
Shen Yijia remembered that she had hit her forehead before she fainted. Unwilling to give up, she reached out to touch it. Indeed, it was smooth.
While leveling up, her injuries were healed.
Song Jingchen probably checked her hand because of this.
She wished that she didn’t get healed.
This was the first time Shen Yijia felt that her brain was working too well. She understood the situation, even though she didn’t want to understand it.
Song Jingchen was not calm either. Sensing the abnormality of the person behind him, he turned around and pulled Shen Yijia, who was still in a daze, into his arms. He said tiredly, “Sleep a little longer. I don’t know anything. Don’t let anyone know about this either.”
He could accept the fact that Shen Yijia was not human, but he could not guarantee that others could do the same.
If someone knew about this secret, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Shen “Not a Human” Yijia was speechless.
She didn’t know what Song Jingchen was thinking, but his silence made Shen Yijia heave a sigh of relief.
Shen Yijia fell asleep again, but Song Jingchen was still wide awake.
He rested with his eyes closed when he suddenly heard a knock on the courtyard door.
Song Jingchen’s first reaction was to look at Shen Yijia. He saw that she had also opened her eyes. Their eyes met for a moment before they looked away.
“I’ll go and see who it is.” Shen Yijia got up and put on her clothes. It must be an emergency to knock on the door so early in the morning.
Song Jingchen said, “I’ll go with you.”
Shen Yijia paused. Why did she feel that Song Jingchen was afraid that she would run away, so he wanted to follow her?
Shaking her head to get rid of this thought, she waited for Song Jingchen before pushing him out the door on his wheelchair.
As soon as she arrived at the front yard, she bumped into Madam Li, who had also heard the sound.
“Auntie Li, Brother Song…” A sobbing female voice came from outside the door.
Shen Yijia tilted her head. “I think it’s Xiu’er.”
“Something must have happened so early in the morning,” Madam Li said as she quickly opened the courtyard door.
An Xiu’er rushed in and almost fell into Song Jingchen’s arms. Shen Yijia quickly caught her.
“What happened?” Madam Li asked.
An Xiu’er stabilized her swaying body and cried until she was out of breath. “My father’s old illness has relapsed. My brother hasn’t returned from the mountain since yesterday. My mother and I don’t know what to do. Please save my father…”
When Madam Li heard that it was a matter of life and death, she hurriedly said, “Don’t be anxious. I’ll get Sister Jia to send your father to the doctor in town.”
Shen Yijia subconsciously moved her fingers. She didn’t know how effective the spiritual liquid was after it had just been upgraded. Was its original effect strengthened?
Just as she thought this, Song Jingchen grabbed her hand.
Song Jingchen looked up and stared into Shen Yijia’s eyes. “Come back early after you’re done.”
Shen Yijia was speechless.
“Alright, let’s go.” she thought.
