Traveling Through the Grave Robbers' Chronicles: Starting from Meeting You

Wu Xie and Fatty stood up together and looked at Xie Yuchen who was walking towards them, with an indescribable look on their faces.

"Xiaohua, why are you here?"

"Why, you guys who hurt my sister like this can come, but I can't come?"

Xie Yuchen's words were full of sarcasm, and Wu Xie didn't know how to respond to him. He could only smile and give way to him.

He pushed the door open with the doctors and nurses and immediately saw Zhang Qiling standing by the bed.

He rolled his eyes and snorted coldly, turned to look at the person behind him, and motioned for the doctor to come over and examine Zhang Hanyan.

Zhang Qiling quietly watched the doctor in a white coat take out an instrument he couldn't understand and check Zhang Hanyan's various physical indicators.

He stared at them intently, waiting for the final result.

"Her body functions are improving. All you family members can do next is wait. Other than that...ah..."

The doctor sighed and shook his head, and everyone in the ward felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

After the doctors and nurses left, Xie Yuchen stared at Zhang Qiling, who was as still as a mountain. Just as he was about to say something, he was forcibly pulled out by Hei Xia Zi.

"What are you doing, you blind bastard! Let me go!"

Xie Yuchen took great effort to break free from Hei Xiazi's iron-like hands.

"Master Huaer, we outsiders shouldn't interfere in their affairs."

Hei Xia Zi put away his usual nonchalant and playful look and looked at Xie Yuchen intently.

Xie Yuchen rubbed his slightly red wrist and said unhappily.

"I know! I just can't bear to see it! What if...what if my sister never wakes up? I haven't paid her any dividends for the shares she bought from me..."

His voice was soft, with a slight hint of sob.

Hei Xiazi looked at him, pursed his thin lips, took a deep breath, smiled, and put his hand on his shoulder.

"How many shares did Han Yan buy? How much dividends did he get? Can I still buy that share? I also want to buy one and make some money to spend."

Xie Yuchen looked up at the grinning Hei Xiazi and raised his hand to slap him on the arm.

"Take your dirty hands away! Mr. Hei wants to join our Jie family, but there is no way!"

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the elevator angrily. When Huo Xiuxiu saw him leaving, she had to quickly follow him.

The elevator door opened, and Xiliu and Huo Xiuxiu bumped into each other head-on. Xiliu stopped and looked at her with an embarrassed smile.

"I'm sorry, Miss Huo. I was reckless."

"No...it's okay. I didn't look at the road either. You go first."

"Thank you, Miss Huo."

Huo Xiuxiu stepped aside to make way, and waited until Xi Liu walked out of the elevator before walking in and standing next to Xie Yuchen.

The blush on her face did not escape Xie Yuchen's eyes. He just smiled and said nothing more.

Xi Liu walked past Wu Xie and Fatty, nodded slightly, nodded to them, and then walked into the ward.

"Chief, are you awake?"

Zhang Qiling turned his head to look at him, ignored him, and looked back at Zhang Hanyan.

Xi Liu had always known that he was a quiet person, so he didn't say anything more. He glanced at Zhang Hanyan and turned to walk out.

After Xi Liu left, Wu Xie and Fatty also left the hospital one after another.

Xie Yuchen booked a room for them in a hotel next to the hospital where they could rest.

Sun rises and moon sets, day after day, month after month, Zhang Qiling has been guarding by Zhang Hanyan's bed. He is silent most of the time, only talking to her occasionally.

"Brother, it's not a good idea for you to keep guarding Han Yan like this. Your body won't be able to bear it. Why don't you go and take a rest?"

"Yes, little brother, Fatty and I are here, so why are you worried?"

Faced with Wu Xie and Fatty's persuasion, Zhang Qiling remained indifferent.

Seeing that they could not persuade him, they had no choice but to let him go. They just worried about his three meals a day to ensure that he got enough nutrition.

Xie Yuchen came every three days. Due to the busy affairs of the Xie family, he could only stay for ten minutes at most each time before leaving.

Xiliu comes at irregular times. Every time he comes, he just takes a look and leaves without saying anything else.

Four months passed, and Wu Xie and Fatty watched Zhang Qiling become thinner and thinner, with dark circles under his eyes becoming heavier, and he was on the verge of collapse at any time.

"Tian Zhen, what should we do? Bie Hanyan hasn't woken up yet, and I can't hold on any longer... Look at him these past few months, he has slept so little.

Even if he fell asleep, he would wake up after a short while, as if he was afraid that Han Yan would disappear from under his eyes. "

"What can we do? The two of us can't beat him, and we can't just knock him out from behind with a stick, right?"

As soon as Wu Xie finished speaking, Fatty's eyes suddenly lit up.

"It's not impossible..."

At just one glance, Wu Xie knew what he was up to. He shook his head and kept backing away.

"No, no, what if the stick doesn't knock the guy out, and he grabs the stick and kills both of us? No, Fatty, I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible."

The fat man couldn't help but roll his eyes at him, "Look at how useless you are. If you can't come, I will do it myself. I'll go find a stick first."

He did what he said, giving Wu Xie almost no time to react. By the time Wu Xie reacted, he had already found a stick and walked back.

"Fuck you fat guy, you're so fast! Did you prepare the stick in advance because you wanted to knock me out with a club?"

"Keep your voice down, Tian Zhen, what nonsense are you talking about? Am I that kind of person? Let's go!"

The fat man pushed the door open and walked into the ward, and Wu Xie followed him carefully.

They approached Zhang Qiling silently. Wu Xie watched the fat man raise the stick in his hand high. Before he could swing it down, Zhang Qiling asked coldly.

"do what!"

The fat man's movements froze in an instant. He swallowed nervously a few times, closed his eyes, made up his mind, and shouted.

"I'm sorry, bro!"

Bang—with one blow of the stick, Zhang Qiling fell on Zhang Hanyan’s hospital bed.

Wu Xie and Fatty both froze in place, not daring to move. They waited for a while, and only breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that Zhang Qiling really didn't move.

"I was scared to death, luckily my brother didn't get enough rest in the past few months and his reaction was slow, otherwise, we would have died here."

"How dare you say that, Fatty! My heart was in my throat when the young man was talking just now!"

The fat man put down the stick in his hand, gave Wu Xie a reassuring look, and walked forward to check on the unconscious Zhang Qiling.

"He fell asleep. There's nothing we can do. Sleeping is also sleeping. As long as he can fall asleep, it's fine. Tian Zhen, help me get the boy to the bed in the next room."

"it is good."

Wu Xie and Fatty each grabbed one of Zhang Qiling's arms, helped him to the next ward, put him on the bed and covered him with a quilt.