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Chapter 401 Uncontrollable, with Companions
After a meal, the mess of dishes on the table is handed over to the dishwasher, a must-have for lazy people.

After eating and drinking their fill, the four people moved to the examination room.

Jiang Hanying pulled back the curtain used for isolation and saw the child curled up in the quilt, still fast asleep, or rather, half asleep and half unconscious.

Perhaps because of the blood transfusion, her originally pale face regained some color.

However, without even reaching out to touch it, just by sensing the aura at close range, one could tell that the child's body was extremely weak and dilapidated.

Compared to when I first saw it in the dilapidated temple, it seemed as if overnight, the life force in this small body had been drained away, leaving only a tiny trace.

It took a lot of effort to preserve even this tiny bit.

That's really ruthless!

"How miserable!"

The three people standing behind Jiang Hanying: "..."

They all know the child is in a terrible situation, but is it really necessary to say it to his face?
Even if the person is still asleep, what if they happen to wake up when they say this?

I peeked out and thankfully, they were still asleep.

But the next second, Jiang Hanying's hand landed on the child's face, directly prying open one eyeball.

The three people who saw her move were too late to stop her.

Fortunately, Jiang Hanying only bent down to look for less than two seconds before pulling her hand back.

Before her cheap owner could even ask, she explained her actions quite frankly, "I just wanted to see if he was about to wake up."

Que Zhiyun couldn't help but ask, "Did you figure it out?"

Jiang Hanying's response was to put the hand that had just pried open the child's eyelids near the child's ear and snap her fingers crisply.

The three people standing nearby: "..."

It was simply too late to stop it!
The key issue is that they simply cannot guess what Jiang Hanying will do next, so naturally they cannot take precautions in advance.

But soon, they clearly saw the child's eyelids flutter, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

He looked around blankly for a moment before his gaze slowly came to focus.

A minute later, Que Lu released his hand from the child's wrist and breathed a sigh of relief.

Ever since the child suddenly vomited blood, he hasn't dared to wake the child up during the entire day, as long as the child is asleep.

He would wait until the child woke up on his own before heating up the food Sister Liu made for him and bringing it to his bedside so the child could eat a few bites.

Jiang Hanying's simple and direct method of waking up the child not only successfully woke him up, but also gave him a real fright.

Que Zhiyun took two steps back. "I'll go get dinner. It'll be ready to eat without needing to be heated up."

As soon as he stepped out of the room, he unsurprisingly heard Que Lu's voice, filled with suppressed anger: "Why did you wake him up like that? What if something happens?"

"Of course there are questions to ask him, but nothing's wrong, is there?"

Que Zhiyun immediately quickened her pace toward the kitchen, thankfully she managed to slip away quickly!
The Que family has a common sense: if it concerns a patient who has fallen into their care, Que Lu will show no mercy to anyone who dares to act on their own!
Jiang Hanying has now run right into it.

"It will be too late if something goes wrong!"

“It was already too late.” Jiang Hanying said, pointing to the child who was looking at her. “Would he be in this state if nothing had happened to him? He’s lucky he’s still alive. Could things get any worse?”

Que Lu: "..."

That's really hard to refute!
She turned around angrily, and couldn't help but glare at Li Chengxiao who was standing to the side.

Look at your own business, can't you even do something about it?

Li Chengxiao: "..."

He has to be able to control him!

Despite his anger, before Que Zhiyun brought the food over, Que Lu dutifully set up the small table on the hospital bed. Now that he was awake, he should eat something; the saying "Man is iron, food is steel" wasn't just a saying.

According to him, as long as a person can still eat, there is still hope!
Jiang Hanying glanced at the child who was obediently eating with his spoon, but didn't directly ask him about the painting. She knew that one shouldn't let bad things affect one's mood while eating.

Just like when they were eating together earlier, they tacitly avoided discussing anything related to children.

She will respect even a child when necessary.

I patiently waited for the child to eat a small bowl of steamed egg, two overcooked vegetable and meatballs, and some pork rib soup.

The child's appetite was surprisingly small, but Que Lu was already pleasantly surprised.

He ate more in this meal than he did in the morning and at noon, which made him a little worried that he had overeaten.

Only after the child finished dinner and started wiping his mouth did Jiang Hanying reach out to the cheap owner, "Where's the painting?"

Li Chengxiao glanced at the child who seemed to have eaten well and was in good spirits, then looked at Jiang Hanying who was reaching out to him for a drawing. After a moment's hesitation, he gave it to her.

Jiang Hanying looked down at the painting and casually asked the people in the room, "What did you all come to this conclusion about this painting this afternoon?"

Que Zhiyun: "Why don't we go outside and talk about it?"

“No need, I still need to ask him.” Jiang Hanying said, looking at the child, and said to him, word by word, “Fear is the most useless thing. Now I’m asking you, do you want to be a useless child?”

The three people standing nearby: "..."

Que Lu couldn't help but speak up: "Fear is instinct."

Jiang Hanying replied without hesitation, "Then overcome your instincts."

She is a sword, her instinct is to kill, and in this world she is still overcoming the urge to keep a life on her hands.

It all depends on whether you want to overcome it and whether you make yourself do it.

The child met Jiang Hanying's expressionless gaze, silently clenched his little fist, and gently shook his head.

“Look, he himself has said that he doesn’t want to be a useless kid anymore.”

Que Lu was speechless; he was now completely defeated by Jiang Hanying's toughness!

Que Zhiyun looked at the acquiescent Que Lu, cleared her throat, and pointed to the painting in Jiang Hanying's hand. "Eyes most likely mean surveillance. Wherever this eye looks, nothing can hide, including the child himself."

“Whirlpools or black holes don’t exist in reality. We can understand them as a feeling. It’s like you’re in a whirlpool or a black hole, wanting to break free, but not having enough strength to do so.”

"And these lines, let's call them hands for now, only show hands on the paper. Can we interpret the other parts of the person as being in a dark environment? Guess what, could this represent other children trapped in darkness raising their hands to call for help?"

Jiang Hanying listened to the conclusions that Que Zhiyun and the others had drawn from their research on the painting, while her eyes were fixed on the child.

The other three were also secretly watching, but their expressions weren't as direct as Jiang Hanying's.

Firstly, they were worried that the children wouldn't be able to handle too much emotional fluctuation, and secondly, they wanted to verify whether their inferences were correct by observing the children's reactions.

Seeing that the child neither nodded nor denied it, they understood the situation.

It seems that the research results of this afternoon were not wasted; they are most likely correct!
After Que Zhiyun finished speaking, Jiang Hanying suddenly asked, "Since that eye was monitoring you so closely, how did you escape?"

The child instinctively flinched.

Jiang Hanying remained unmoved, unfolded the painting in front of him, and pointed to the forked hands, "Let's consider these as your companions who had the same experience as you but couldn't escape, but they were also the people who worked together to get you out, right?"

The child nodded gently, lowered his head for a moment, and then slowly extended three fingers.

Seeing this, Jiang Hanying raised an eyebrow. "Three companions? Why don't you just draw six hands?"

The child first nodded, then shook his head, looking determined, as if to say that he wanted to draw these.

While the two of them were asking questions and responding with gestures using their heads and hands, Li Chengxiao had already quietly finished counting the messy lines of hands he had drawn. "There are a total of thirty hands on this, which means there are fifteen people."

He paused for a moment before softly asking the child, "You mean to say that you originally had fifteen companions, but now only three are still alive, right?"