He Lingyu returned to Room 21 again, everyone left, and the room returned to silence. After opening the doors and windows, the Yang energy that had gathered was still there just now.

He Lingyu looked at the long one on the window frame that was blown up by the wind, and suddenly his feet bounced up, and he jumped out of the window like a raccoon cat.

The building was not high, and she fell to the ground smoothly, her feet were soft and wet. She saw that there were a messy footprints just where she landed.

She walked forward along her footprints, and in front of her was the bamboo forest that was stormy even during the day.

He Lingyu raised his wrist, and the silver bell on his wrist remained motionless.

She walked in without hesitation, and there was no need to look for it. Then she saw a person lying between the two bamboos.

The man was wearing a chest-length pajamas, revealing a snow-white patch.

It was Ye Qiuhen.

Her eyes were closed, and the bamboo shadows were cast on her properly maintained face, mottled, making this beautiful face a little more weird.

He Lingyu tapped her breath, then leaned over her mouth and sniffed it, breathing a sigh of relief. If she had not made any mistakes in judgment, Ye Qiuhen was just in a coma after ingesting Ge Luo Fang.

She picked up Ye Qiuhen and hung down her right hand beside her. The antique ring that was inextricably separated was flying, leaving only a faint ring mark on her ring finger.

No wonder the silver bell didn't ring. It turned out that the female ghost was taken away with the ring.

The person who took the ring should be the person who used Ge Luo Fang to make Ye Qiuhen dizzy.

He Lingyu carefully checked the footprints on the ground, size 43, leather shoes.

She snorted coldly, Xu Yuanfang, you really didn't disappoint me.

He Lingyu took out his cell phone and called Zhao Bo: "Zhao Bo, the guest of 21 fainted behind the bamboo forest. Please come and help me carry her back."

After receiving the phone call, she tried hard to lift Ye Qiuhen up and grinned. She overestimated her body in this life. Ye Qiuhen looked not fat, but the middle-aged woman had a high bone density and her back was still quite heavy.

He Lingyu took great effort to carry Ye Qiuhen out of the bamboo forest. There is a small hill behind the bamboo forest, and you can also go up the mountain from here. However, the mountain road is rugged and difficult to walk. This is the precautions posted in the lobby of the inn. It is said that the residents should not go up the mountain, which is easy to be in danger.

She had just found a clean place to put Ye Qiuhen down, and Zhao Bo and Spinach ran over with a stretcher.

He Lingyu pointed to the stretcher and asked, "There is this in the inn?"

Spinach said: "Since Mr. Yang fell and injured last year, the boss's wife has prepared this in case any more guests were injured in climbing the mountain."

As he said that, he and Zhao Bo carried Ye Qiuhen onto the stretcher, exclaimed, and said, "She has no external injuries."

He Lingyu glanced at him: "It's not just an injury on the face that is called an external injury. How do you know if there is any external injury?"

Spinach didn't believe it, but he was too lazy to ask again. He and Zhao Bo carried Ye Qiuhen back to the inn.

A guest happened to see it, and He Lingyu said, "I have said that I should not go up the mountain from behind the bamboo forest, so everyone should pay attention."

Spinach looked at He Lingyu again, sneered, and then sneered.

Ye Qiuhen returned to Room 21, Aunt Zhao brought in the first aid medicine box and there was also a small oxygen bottle. He Lingyu found calcium gluconate in the first aid box, and Zhao Bo and Spinach avoided it. Aunt Zhao smiled and said, "I graduated from nurse school when I was young, let me do it."

He Lingyu looked at Aunt Zhao giving Ye Qiuhen an intravenous injection and asked curiously: "It turns out that you graduated from nurse school, and I thought you were a cooking student."

Aunt Zhao said proudly: "You are right. I have really learned cooking. I have a certificate."

He Lingyu stuck out his tongue and chatted with Aunt Zhao for a few more words. Aunt Zhao praised her and said, "You little girl are sensible and have eyesight. The boss lady will definitely praise you when she knows it."

He Lingyu knew that Aunt Zhao was saying that she pretended that Ye Qiuhen fell and fell into a coma, Zhao Bo and Spinach might not know, but Aunt Zhao must have seen that Ye Qiuhen was fainted by Ge Luo Fang. If someone knew that a customer was stunned by someone near the inn, they might call the police or upload it to the Internet, which would definitely affect the inn business.

She smiled and said, "What's the use of praising me, and she won't give me a bonus."

Seeing Ye Qiuhen, whose face gradually returned to normal after taking oxygen, Aunt Zhao checked her with a stethoscope and said to He Lingyu: "I should be able to wake up in a while. I'll go downstairs. You can stay here with her."

He Lingyu agreed and Aunt Zhao went out, and then she went out. Since Ye Qiuhen was not seriously injured, she was too lazy to pay attention to this woman.

No, strictly speaking, she is only interested in the female ghost hiding in Ye Qiuhen’s ring.

He Lingyu didn't go anywhere, she hadn't had lunch yet, so she went to the restaurant for dinner.

Because of Yang Wenjun's incident, lunch was delayed.

When He Lingyu walked into the restaurant, Uncle Zhao was helping Aunt Zhao clean up the dishes. When she saw her coming in, Aunt Zhao asked her with a smile: "Lingling, do you want a meal or a meal?"

Lunch is a set meal, rice is rice, three dishes and one soup, and rice is pasta, which is also a taste for guests from the north and south.

He Lingyu pulled his neck and looked at it, and asked, "There are dumplings, what stuffing?"

Aunt Zhao said: "Shrimp and egg stuffing."

He Lingyu said excitedly: "Then I want a B meal, please pick me up my aunt to serve me a bowl of stuffed soup."

Aunt Zhao agreed with a smile, scooping dumpling soup while nagging: "Young people nowadays are unwilling to drink dumpling soup. The original soup is transformed into raw food. Alas, only those who are older can drink it."

He Lingyu blinked. She was in school in the city and rarely ate dumplings in school. She didn't know that young people didn't drink dumpling soup.

She laughed dryly, she wasn't a modern person either.

Aunt Zhao’s dumplings are delicious, with thin skin, large and small fillings, and they are very refreshing to eat. He Lingyu gave Aunt Zhao’s thumbs up: “Aunt Zhao, you are a decathlon.”

Aunt Zhao smiled and put a small plate of pickled kimchi in front of her, patted her head, and then went to do something else.

At this moment, a jingling sound came from He Lingyu's wrist. He Lingyu looked at the door and saw Xu Yuanfang walking in from outside.

Seeing He Lingyu sitting in the corner, he nodded politely and said to Aunt Zhao: "I'm so sorry, I didn't make a reservation. Can I still have extra meals?"

He Lingyu remembered that in the morning, Xu Yuanfang did say that he would not come back for lunch.

Aunt Zhao said: "Today, two guests ordered a meal but didn't eat it, but they were all a meal. Do you think it's okay?"

The two guests she mentioned were Yang Wenjun and Ye Qiuhen. One of them was sent to the hospital and the other was still lying in the house.

Xu Yuanfang hurriedly said thank you. He Lingyu glanced at him, patted the silver bells on his wrist, signaling them not to speak, and continued to bury his head and eat.
Chapter completed!