the green smoke dissipated, and everything was clear again.
the old man wrote a prescription and handed it to fu chen, telling him how to take in song fengwan's nutrients since she was a few months pregnant.
" you've been running through the night. i've asked someone to clean up the room. you can rest first. " fu chen was obviously planning to leave him at home.
the old man pinched the space between his eyebrows but did not refuse. " i'm indeed tired. these young people were like kidnappers. they rushed to my house in the middle of the night, grabbed me, and ran away. they were like robbers. i really didn't sleep well ... "
after the old man went upstairs to rest, only fu chen and jing hanchuan were in the study.
no one spoke. it was as if they could understand each other's thoughts with just a look.
"you want to get involved in this?" fu chen picked up the buddha beads on the side and stroked one of them with his fingertips, his expression unreadable.
