Zhouzhou, You Have to Take Care of Your Uncle

Hospital.

Xi Zhi lay on the bed, relieved as she read the message sent by the Taoist priest. They couldn't possibly find An Ya's soul; they must be deceiving her. She tried to calm herself down, but she couldn't shake off the unease caused by Xi Mo's departure and his words. She knew that Xi Mo was a man of his word, and he wouldn't let her off easily.

No, she had to leave this place.

Before she could come up with a plan, the door was pushed open from the outside. The steady footsteps approached, weighing heavily on her heart. Xi Zhi turned her head in fear and saw Xi Mo approaching. Her breath seemed to catch in her throat.

"What do you want?" Xi Tai stood in front of the bed, frowning. "Even if Xiao Zhi is not our biological child, she grew up in our family. Are you going to harm her? She is the one who saved my life. If you dare touch her, I won't let you off!"