Li An had served as a butler for many years. His standards for clothing, food, housing, and travel were always very high, including the phone he used.
The phone he used was developed by the Li family’s own enterprise. In terms of camera quality, it offered the clearest resolution, both domestically and internationally.
Under such ultra-high-definition filming, Feng Yuan, lying on the hospital bed, had every detail captured clearly: his small face, his tiny fists, all in sharp focus.
His little face was extremely fair and tender, though the swelling on his forehead looked somewhat out of place.
Beneath his delicate eyebrows, a pair of obsidian-like eyes glistened, moist as if a layer of water mist had settled over them. His curled eyelashes fluttered with each blink, like butterfly wings at rest.
Before sending out the video, Li An gave no prior notice.
He hadn’t discussed this little one with Old Master Li beforehand.
He hadn’t made any evaluation of the child at all.
Yet, simply by following the camera, it wasn’t hard to see that Li An, the always stern-faced old butler, had a strong fondness for the little one in his lens.
The video continued silently.
Unaware that he was being filmed, Feng Yuan giggled as he watched the cartoon on the phone, laughing merrily.
His two little chubby hands clenched into fists and rested on the blanket. When he smiled, his small body would wiggle along with it.
Li An stood at the doorway, still filming.
On the other side of the video, a face full of authority stared at the camera expressionlessly.
The other person made no sound, asked no questions. They just quietly watched.
Time passed without anyone noticing how long.
Li Ting, who had gone to buy porridge, hurried back with quick steps.
Hearing his footsteps, Li An turned his head and put down the phone he was holding.
“Young Master Ting.”
“Uncle Li, you’re awake, too. Why didn’t you come in?”
Li Ting carried the porridge and a small steamed bun into the ward.
He placed the items on the small table, then picked Feng Yuan up and set him on his lap. “Yuan Yuan, should I feed you or do you want to eat by yourself?”
“I want to be fed.”
The sick little one was very aware of his role as a patient.
His small face looked weak. He didn’t want to do anything by himself.
Li Ting propped the phone on the table and personally fed him.
“Young Master Ting, it’s best not to let him watch TV while eating. It will distract him.”
Li An, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke.
Li Ting paused for a moment at the suggestion, then, without any argument, turned off the cartoon on the phone.
Feng Yuan, who had been watching with great interest, looked puzzled: “?”
He slowly lifted his little face, looking at Li An with a mixture of grievance and accusation.
Li An met his small gaze without the slightest compromise.
“Little Young Master, focus on eating. Once you finish, you can play.”
Feng Yuan protested: “Yuan Yuan wants to watch cartoons.”
Li An remained silent.
Li Ting glanced between the adult and the little one, then blew on a spoonful of porridge and held it to the little one’s mouth. “Eat first. Once you finish, I’ll play with your toys with you.”
“Yuan Yuan didn’t bring any toys.”
“I’ll go buy some for you.”
With Li Ting’s gentle coaxing, Feng Yuan finally cooperated, opening his mouth to eat his breakfast.
After finishing breakfast.
Dr. Ge came by to check on him. “Pay close attention to his condition, especially his temperature. Take it more often.”
“Also, make sure he drinks plenty of water. Usually, in three to seven days, he’ll recover.”
“Okay, I understand.”
Yesterday afternoon, Li Ting still looked defiant in front of Dr. Ge, but now he didn’t argue at all. He simply listened carefully, remembering everything the doctor said.
After Dr. Ge left, Li An went out to help buy toys, while Li Ting stayed behind to keep Feng Yuan company.
Feng Yuan, once awake, couldn’t stay still.
Although he still felt a little unwell, it no longer stopped him from playing.
He sat on the bed, his little head constantly coming up with new ideas.
Li Ting watched him draped in the bedsheet pretending to be a king, then wrapped in the blanket like a little caterpillar. His lips twitched with amusement.
Li An, having stepped out of the ward, picked up his phone in the hallway and checked it.
His video call showed it had already been 1 hour and 23 minutes.
During these nearly one and a half hours, Li An had casually put the phone down in the ward.
In other words, the person in the video had watched Feng Yuan eat, undergo check-ups, change clothes, and sit on the bed playing…
“Master.”
After connecting the video call, Li An spoke his first words: “Have you seen the child clearly?”
Master Li, now in his fifties, almost sixty, bore the marks of time on his face, yet they had also refined his bearing.
His naturally imposing expression could be extremely intimidating.
When facing the butler who had served him for decades, Old Master Li’s temper was a little more lenient than it was with others.
He let out a cold snort and asked in return, “Are you certain? This is Li Sheng’s child?”
“Master, I am certain.”
Li An replied concisely, “Although Little Young Master Yuan Yuan’s personality did not inherit Young Master Sheng’s traits, Little Young Master Yuan Yuan is certainly a child of the Li family.”
Li An’s words left Old Master Li silent for a few seconds.
Children of the Li family were rarely normal from a young age.
Their method of upbringing might not have been gentle, but these children were suited to it.
Yet this little grandson, Feng Yuan, seemed to have a personality vastly different from the Li family children.
Across the screen, neither of them spoke again.
After a long while, Old Master Li said in a calm voice, “Li family children, according to the rules, should live at home. Being out all the time is unacceptable.”
At these words, Li An felt a sudden heaviness in his chest.
However, he did not argue, only responded obediently, “Yes.”
The video call ended. Li An glanced back at the hospital room door, which hadn’t been fully closed.
He stood in place, still able to see Feng Yuan playing on the bed.
“Sigh.”
A faint, almost imperceptible sigh drifted into the air, unnoticed by anyone.
Near the hospital, there was a small children’s department store.
Li An had bought quite a few things.
Feng Yuan especially liked playing with the excavator.
His little chubby hands held the toy, his lips making “du-du-du” sounds as he pretended to dig.
Dr. Ge no longer administered IV fluids. Instead, he prescribed medicine for his stomach and intestines to be taken orally.
Seeing the medicine, Li Ting felt a shiver run through him.
He hadn’t forgotten how resistant Feng Yuan had been when receiving injections.
“Yuan Yuan, are you a strong little boy?”
After bringing back the medicine, Li Ting sat in front of Feng Yuan and calmly asked,
Without a second thought, Feng Yuan nodded. He puffed out his little chest proudly and said, “Yuan Yuan is strong!”
“Then, strong Yuan Yuan, can you take the medicine by yourself?”
“No.”
Strong little Yuan Yuan admitted defeat in an instant. Clutching the excavator, he hung his little head and continued playing, muttering to himself as he played, “Yuan Yuan isn’t strong… Yuan Yuan won’t take medicine either.”
Li Ting: “……”
Li Ting fell into thought.
Forcing the little one again seemed too rough.
But judging by this child’s attitude, if the medicine wasn’t administered by force, there seemed to be no other way.
Feeling troubled, Li Ting thought for a long while, then finally came up with an idea.
A relaxed smile appeared on his handsome face, and his large hand gently pinched Feng Yuan’s little cheek.
“Yuan Yuan.”
“What’s wrong?”
“Do you want a drink?”
“Yes!”
In an instant, Feng Yuan lifted his head, a delighted smile spreading across his chubby little face. “Little Uncle is going to buy me a drink?”
“Mm, Little Uncle will buy it for you.”
Saying this, Li Ting got up and went out. When he returned, he was carrying several bottles of drinks.
“Yuan Yuan, they’re all warm. Come drink quickly.”
Li Ting sat down with the drinks. After sitting, he didn’t let Feng Yuan take one himself. Instead, he inserted a straw and handed it to him.
“Dr. Ge said you can’t drink too much. You can only take three sips.”
Allowed only three sips a day, Feng Yuan gathered all his effort and, on the first sip, drew in a big gulp.
Though the cup looked like milk tea, the drink itself wasn’t sweet at all.
It was slightly astringent, with a hint of bitterness.
“Ugh.”
Feng Yuan almost spit it out.
Li Ting rubbed his back to help him swallow quickly. “This is a new drink from a shop outside. It’s twenty yuan a cup. Yuan Yuan, don’t spit it out.”
Feng Yuan: “……”
Feng Yuan frowned and forced himself to swallow.
After swallowing that first sip, he didn’t want to drink anymore, but Li Ting handed him a second cup.
This time, Feng Yuan recognized the milk tea cup.
He had seen other children drink it before.
Still dissatisfied with the “new drink” from earlier, Feng Yuan took a big gulp to get rid of the strange taste in his mouth.
“Cough, cough.”
The familiar bitter taste filled his mouth. This time, Feng Yuan refused to cooperate. He opened his mouth, ready to spit it out.
Li Ting quickly covered his mouth with his hand, forcing him to swallow.
Having been tricked twice in a row, Feng Yuan was so upset that his eyes filled with tears.
“Yuan Yuan won’t drink any more drinks.”
He no longer trusted a single cup of the drinks in Li Ting’s hand.
Clutching his own water cup with his two little chubby hands, he was ready to rinse the taste out of his mouth with plain water.
“Gulp, gulp—”
“Waaah, it’s medicine! It’s still medicine!”
Feng Yuan, who had even found medicine in his own water cup, completely broke down in tears.
He had been deceived three times and had realized by now that everything he drank was medicine.
Three big sips of medicine were about the amount he needed to take.
Li Ting finally exhaled and brought him the real plain water. “Yuan Yuan, look. This time, I really didn’t trick you. This is water.”
As he spoke, he even let Feng Yuan take a small sip first.
After drinking three big sips of medicine, Feng Yuan finally got water. Holding the cup in his little hands, he could at last gulp it down freely.
Because of the medicine, the little one was in a sulky mood.
He sat with his back to Li Ting, leaving only a small, pouty little figure visible.
Li Ting reached out to poke his back, but he ignored him.
Li Ting rubbed his shoulders, and he leaned forward slightly, refusing to be touched.
Seeing this, Li Ting could only reach for his little feet.
Feng Yuan: “……”
Feng Yuan: “Hahaha.”
Tickled, Feng Yuan couldn’t help but laugh a few times.
After laughing, he went back to being sulky.
Li Ting continued to coax him, never showing impatience. The two of them, big and small, stayed in the ward. Time passed quickly without notice.
By evening, Feng Yuan was allowed to be discharged and go home for observation.
Li Ting took him back home.
On the way home, Li Ting also received a call from Li Sheng.
On the phone, Li Sheng said he planned to stay an extra day in Jia City.
Hearing this, Li Ting’s tone remained impatient. “Stay as long as you like. Why are you telling me? Do we even know each other that well?”
Li Sheng replied, “Take good care of Yuan Yuan. I’ll come to pick him up when I return.”
Li Ting snapped, “Get lost. You want to pick him up, then pick him up. Who do you think you are?”
After saying that, Li Ting hung up, showing no respect for his older brother.
Back at home, Feng Yuan’s condition had improved a bit, and he was playing by himself.
Li An was busy preparing a meal.
Li Ting went out into the yard to check where Feng Yuan had thrown up yesterday.
The adults and the child each had their own matters to attend to.
Feng Yuan’s matters, however, were the most serious.
Now that his body had recovered a bit, he was ready to find his deceased little aunt.
The room was thick with a ghostly presence.
Feng Yuan went to the spot where the spirit energy was most concentrated and, with all his might, spat out a small burst of flame.
Phoenix fire. The purest, most yang energy fire in the world.
As the flames flared, the ghostly figures scattered in fright.
Seeing the spirits dissipate, Feng Yuan placed his chubby little hands on his hips and, in a fierce little child’s voice, shouted, “Come back! Don’t run!”
“If you dare run, I’ll burn you all!”
Under the threat of Feng Yuan’s fierce, childish voice, the ghostly figures that had been fleeing reluctantly gathered together again.
Feng Yuan dug into his pocket and pulled out his little aunt’s birth chart.
He had taken this birth chart from under a banner used in summoning spirits. “Do you know where he is?”
The ghostly figures swayed, seemingly shaking their heads.
Seeing that they couldn’t provide any clues, Feng Yuan refused to give up.
“I don’t care! If you’re here freeloading food and shelter, then you have to help out!”
Like a little tyrant, Feng Yuan forced the ghosts. “From now on, I want all of you to go find my little aunt for me.”
Feng Yuan didn’t know much about his little aunt.
All he knew was his birth chart and his name.
His little aunt was called Su Miao, and he had been dead for two years.
Feng Yuan wanted to hear more about him, but unfortunately, Li Ting wasn’t very willing to talk.
The ghosts, pressured by Feng Yuan, sobbed and wrote a line of words on the ground using water stains.
They were begging for mercy.
Feng Yuan crouched down, studying the line of writing with his chubby little face very seriously for a long time.
After a while, he looked up and, under the attentive gaze of the gathered ghosts, said in a soft, childish voice, “Yuan Yuan can’t read.”
The ghosts: “……”
The ghosts, utterly disheartened, sobbed even more miserably, their resentment deepening.
These ghostly figures didn’t know how many years they had been drifting. Their power was weak, and they couldn’t make sounds that Feng Yuan could hear.
So the two sides remained at a stalemate.
Under the flickering glow of the little flames, the last group of ghosts spontaneously merged together.
Pooling all their strength, they were finally able to speak to Feng Yuan.
“The person you’re looking for, we cannot find, but we can help you go out and search.”
“Do you have a photo?”
“If we get a photo, we can ask other ghosts.”
Feng Yuan blinked. “A photo is needed?”
He glanced at Li Ting’s bedroom, then stood up to rummage through it for a photo.
After searching through drawers and boxes for a while, Feng Yuan actually found a photo in Li Ting’s wallet.
There was writing on the back of the photo.
Holding it up, Feng Yuan showed it to the ghosts. “Does this say Su Miao?”
“That’s right, it’s Su Miao.”
The ghosts rolled up the photo and got to work.
They floated out, first finding a printer and producing many copies of the photo.
Then, carrying the photos, they posted “Missing Ghost” notices wherever spirits appeared.
Seeker: Feng Yuan.
Ghost to be found: Su Miao, age 22, according to his birth chart.
Reward: A mysterious grand gift. This gift is guaranteed to astonish any ghost who sees it, leaving them weak in the knees if not bowing in shock.
Through the spread by the first ghosts Feng Yuan had met, every spirit in the city came to know his name—and Su Miao’s name as well.
After completing all of this, Feng Yuan had no idea how many ghosts he would have to face next.
He returned to the sofa, lying back comfortably on the pillow, legs crossed, holding Li Ting’s phone. In his soft, childish voice, he hummed a nursery rhyme, his chubby fingers tapping on a mini game on the phone.
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