weird patient

The six characters were obviously typed by Xiao Leng, and there were no other ghosts in the house besides her.

Ye Shu secretly felt shocked because he sensed a chill, and the temperature in the room noticeably dropped. Xiao Leng was not pleased.

Cang Bazhi was still uneasy, sniffing around with his nose raised, "There must be something dirty, even I can't see it. Be careful."

Ye Shu remained silent, tapping the keyboard to respond: "Don't be angry, I have no malicious intent."

After typing these words, Xiao Leng seemed to have left, and the gloominess in the room disappeared.

Ye Shu breathed a sigh of relief, and Cang Bazhi shook his head, "Seems like she's gone."

"Don't panic, she's one of us. I keep a ghost, no need to be afraid."

Ye Shu explained casually to ease Cang Bazhi's discomfort. Cang Bazhi was startled, "You keep a ghost and aren't afraid of death?"

Of course, he was afraid, but keeping a ghost was a reluctant choice.

Ye Shu didn't say much, and Cang Bazhi, after checking on the sleeping Aiqi'er, left as well. He felt a bit uneasy and didn't want to stay longer.

Meanwhile, Ye Shu was in distress. He had already investigated the school, but suddenly Xiao Leng warned him not to interfere. Obviously, Xiao Leng didn't trust him and wanted to keep her death a secret. The matter of investigation had to be stopped; otherwise, Xiao Leng would be angry. Their relationship was already strained, and her anger was not to be taken lightly.

Ye Shu rubbed his temples, reluctantly closed the computer. It was approaching evening, the room dim, and Ye Shu glanced at the balcony. The urn was naturally empty.

He immediately filled it with blood rice and watched. Before long, the blood rice floated, indicating that Xiao Leng was having dinner.

Ye Shu hesitated for a moment and cautiously asked, "Xiao Leng, is the blood rice still to your liking?"

He wanted to get closer to Xiao Leng, as he had nothing else to do. Being familiar with Xiao Leng might be beneficial, avoiding constant tension and fear.

However, Xiao Leng ignored him, solely focused on finishing the blood rice without showing herself.

Ye Shu sighed inwardly. It seemed Xiao Leng had no intention of being friends, only accompanying him to consume blood rice and absorb Yin energy.

He couldn't force it; after all, she was a ghost.

At that moment, Aiqi'er woke up. Ye Shu smiled, rushed over, hugged her, and kissed her a few times, lifting his mood.

Recently, Aiqi'er liked to play with dogs on Changning Street after eating. While Ye Shu wanted to go out, he was concerned about leaving Yoyo alone, especially since she was afraid of Xiao Leng. He decided to stay with her.

He didn't accompany Aiqi'er outside. Instead, he lounged on the sofa alone, watching TV for a long time. It was already past nine when Yoyo returned.

Yoyo seemed tired and frustrated, as if she had endured a day of annoyance. Ye Shu couldn't help but ask, "What happened? That patient seems difficult."

"Don't mention it. She treats me like a servant, insists I stay by her side all the time. I have to sneak away when she falls asleep. Many people came to visit her, rich relatives, teachers, and classmates. It's annoying. If I could, I'd give them a good beating. But I don't want to commit a crime. I only slip away when she's asleep. Her relatives and friends have bad attitudes, and it's infuriating. If it weren't for avoiding trouble, I'd give them a piece of my mind."

Yoyo vented, then came over and threw herself onto the sofa, legs draped over Ye Shu. He massaged her legs, teasing, "Did she fall in love with you? Are her classmates and teachers beautiful girls?"

"Yeah, it's something like the Golden Apple Academy. Her classmates who visit are quite high-class."

"What?"

Ye Shu exclaimed, surprised. Yoyo, with a confused face, asked, "Why the shout? Scared me."

Ye Shu glanced at the balcony, finding no movement, then lowered his voice, "Little Leng was a student at the Golden Apple Academy before she died."

"What?"

Yoyo shouted, sitting up abruptly. Ye Shu hushed her and checked the balcony. No sign of Xiao Leng.

The balcony remained silent; it seemed Xiao Leng wasn't home. Ye Shu took advantage of the moment to tell Yoyo about his investigation and Xiao Leng's warning. Yoyo frowned, uneasy, "Her death is suspicious, and she warned you not to interfere. Maybe we shouldn't investigate."

Ye Shu didn't want to get involved, but if he didn't do it now, he might miss the chance.

"Mr. Shu said that keeping a ghost is dangerous, and Xiao Leng is powerful. I have to investigate, resolve her resentment. Otherwise, I'll definitely end up dead. At least, I need her to feel some sense of belonging to me."

Ye Shu spoke seriously. Yoyo glared at him, "What do you mean by 'sense of belonging'? Are you really thinking of becoming her master, you pervert?"

Damn, where did your mind go off to? This topic has gone far off track.

"Don't digress. You've heard what Mr. Shu said. Xiao Leng is an evil ghost, hating herself, psychologically twisted. We need to help her. It's a matter of benefiting ourselves. If she finds relief, she might be grateful to us, and we won't be in constant danger."

The art of keeping ghosts itself is risky, and Xiao Leng is so mysterious. If they don't reduce the risk, Ye Shu won't be able to relax. It's better to be prepared.

Yoyo glanced at him sideways, "I think you're interested in her. After all, she's cute with twin tails, a short skirt, and knee-high socks. So adorable."

The fox spirit is jealous again.

Ye Shu looked up at the sky in silence, then flipped over and pressed Yoyo down, "Since I became a homebody, you are the only one in my heart."

"Ah."

Yoyo blinked her lashes, her face suddenly turning red. Then she forcefully kicked Ye Shu, "You shameless, get off."

As a physiological idiot, Yoyo once again hit Ye Shu's crotch. His face turned pale, bending over and rolling in pain, "Sis, I was wrong. Let's talk seriously, no more jokes."

Yoyo glared at him, "I was originally going to talk seriously. What's the matter with you?"

Ye Shu, with tears streaming down his face, covered his crotch and nodded, "Yes, it's all my fault. Please, Fox Sister, listen to me. That patient is crucial. You can gather information from her, remember, her name is Su Xiaoleng. I'll leave it to you."

Yoyo was not very willing, but she accepted this honorable task.

"Got it. I'll gather information. I

 won't bother you anymore. I'm going to take a bath and sleep. I'm tired."

She walked towards the bathroom, took a few steps, then turned back and kicked Ye Shu, "Stop pretending. Does it really hurt that much?"

Ye Shu spat blood, struggling to get up, crying, "It doesn't hurt, not at all. I won't pretend anymore."

"Hmph."

Yoyo was finally satisfied, clapping her hands and heading to take a bath. Ye Shu lay on the sofa, recovering from the pain, and suddenly felt a cold chill. The ghostly figure of Xiao Leng stood behind him.

He was frightened, and the figure didn't utter a word, disappearing silently. Ye Shu was in shock, wondering what Xiao Leng meant. Did she hear their conversation on the balcony?

Ye Shu thought it wasn't good, but after calming down and thinking carefully, it didn't seem so bad. Xiao Leng had not stopped them from discussing the patient when he talked to Yoyo. Ye Shu took a deep breath and cautiously asked, "Xiao Leng, is that patient related to you? Can we investigate this matter?"

He questioned towards the balcony, but Xiao Leng remained silent.

"Okay, if you agree, give the urn a kick."

Ye Shu held his breath, waiting for Xiao Leng's response.

After about half a minute, the urn trembled slightly. Xiao Leng kicked it.

Ye Shu sighed with relief; it was indeed related to the patient. Now he could proceed with the investigation. It seemed that the patient was crucial.