Chapter 15: But, Not Full, Want Meat

Dong Mian couldn’t wait to severely beat this great demon.

But considering that he was injured for his sake before, and in front of the child, he could only hold back his impulse and think of other ways to drive the great demon out.

“Go buy Riri breakfast.”

So he started to order him around.

Yin Tian could hear the anger hidden in his voice, but he couldn’t help but feel secretly happy in his heart.

No way.

It was simply a delightful thing to provoke the cold and gentle little immortal.

But he restrained himself on the surface, not too much, and directly responded: “I’ll go.”

“Buy something light.”

“Got it.”

Dongri had calmed down significantly under Dong Mian’s care.

It’s just that he had one more thing to be afraid of and hate from now on.

The medicine was cold as it entered his body through the needle. Within a few minutes, Dongri noticed that the little hand that received the injection felt cold, and even half of his arm followed suit.

The pain from the skin piercing still lingered on the back of his hand, and the indwelling needle was so large that merely looking at it made him feel scared repeatedly.

So scary.

Really, so scary.

He stiffened the arm that was injected, and didn’t dare to move it at all.

The fear of nightmares, the discomfort of fever, the pain of injections.

No matter how you fold it, it’s three-fold uncomfortable.

Dongri felt that he was the most miserable and pitiful little Taotie cub in the world.

It was so uncomfortable that he didn’t even have the appetite to eat, and he could only finish two bowls of rice at most for breakfast.

All the comfort and expectation fell on the breakfast that Yin Tian was about to bring back.

Then—

Yin Tian only brought back two bowls of porridge.

One bowl of millet porridge with candied dates and wolfberries, and one bowl of congee with dried scallops and shrimp.

It wasn’t that Yin Tian intentionally bought less, but after hearing the doctor’s words yesterday, Dong Mian decided to manage the little guy’s diet, so he naturally cooperated with the command and action.

“Eat it, Baobao.”

Yin Tian opened the two take-out boxes, and there was still a bit of deliberate bullying in his eyes.

His tone held a wicked smile: “If you want to eat something sweet, then sweet, if you want to eat something salty, then salty.”

“You can also eat a bite of sweet and a bite of salty, salty and sweet forever.”

“…”

Regardless of whether it was sweet or salty, just two bowls of porridge, Dongri could finish it in one breath, not enough as an appetizer before the meal.

The taste was too light; he wanted to eat something with a stronger impact now.

“Papa will feed you.”

Seeing that he hadn’t moved for a long time, Dong Mian thought that his body was too uncomfortable, and he didn’t even have the appetite to drink porridge.

He couldn’t help but feel distressed again.

“Eat a little bit first, so that your body will have energy… When you get better, Papa will take you to eat delicious food.”

Dongri raised his little head, and no matter how dizzy or uncomfortable he was, he had to firmly shout: “…I, I want to eat delicious food now!”

“I want to eat meat, tender meat, soft meat!”

“…”

He was still thinking about eating meat like this, so it seemed that he wasn’t very uncomfortable.

“…Can’t eat meat now.”

Following the children’s words, adults will unconsciously read the overlapping sounds.

“If you feel better in the afternoon, Papa will give you some. Let’s drink porridge in the morning.”

Dongri pouted his little mouth, his voice was very soft, a little aggrieved: “…But, not full, want meat…”

Even the most iron-hearted person would not be able to resist meeting the little guy’s sickly pleading eyes.

But it was because they had always been like this that the little guy ingested too many snacks, indulged his abnormal dependence on food, and indirectly led him to the hospital.

Now Dong Mian had to harden his heart.

He opened his mouth to coax: “Baobao, drink the porridge first, if you’re not full, Papa will give you meat.”

Dongri believed it and obediently drank the porridge in front of him.

Rock sugar was added to the candied date porridge, which was very sweet, a flavor that children could readily accept.

The shrimp porridge also featured rich diced vegetables, which were salty, fragrant, and delicious, with a well-balanced taste.

In the end, it was a bite of sweet followed by a bite of salty, and the little guy quickly drank the two bowls of porridge until they were empty.

After drinking it, not only was his chest warm, but his whole body was also warm. Dongri felt that his head was not so uncomfortable, and he felt much better.

The voice of wanting to eat meat could be shouted louder.

“…Meat!”

Dong Mian cleverly coaxed the child: “Okay, Riri has finished eating, great.”

This little guy always had a great appetite.

He still had a fever, and he could eat two bowls of porridge in one breath; he wanted to continue eating meat after finishing his porridge.

“But now that you’ve just finished drinking porridge, it’s not good to eat too greasy meat. Let’s wait a while, let Riri’s stomach rest for a while, and Papa will give you meat.”

Dongri believed it again, was fooled again, and asked innocently, “Okay… then, then rest, will it take a long time?”

“Not long.” Dong Mian smiled gently, “Wait until the medicine is finished, then Riri’s hand can move, and you can eat meat with chopsticks by yourself, isn’t it good?”

Children are quite easy to trick.

Dongri couldn’t hear anything wrong; he just imagined the picture Dong Mian had given, and then gave a big approval in his heart.

That’s right!

Isn’t it!

Now he didn’t dare to move this arm, and Daddy fed him the porridge. It would be comfortable to eat meat freely at that time!

“…Yeah! Okay!”

The little guy was fooled, yet he still smiled, the corners of his mouth rising in a beautiful and expectant smile.

But suddenly there was a knock on the door, and a childish voice asked outside: “Excuse me, can I come in?”

Dong Mian instantly pulled up his full alert.

Dong Mian: [Who is it?]

Yin Tian glanced in the direction of the door.

Yin Tian: [It’s the crispy dragon father and son from yesterday]

This nickname was also very fresh.

Dong Mian: […They took the initiative to come over?]

Yesterday, the adult dragon couldn’t wait to deport them, fearing they might attack his little crispy dragon son. He didn’t expect to take the little crispy dragon over on his own initiative today.

What are they doing here?

Did they finally figure it out? Are they willing to let Yin Tian check if there is a little demon possessed?

Yin Tian: [It’s okay, they don’t seem to have any malice at the moment.]

Of course, even if they did, he wouldn’t be afraid.

Yin Tian still regretted not teaching that old crispy dragon a lesson yesterday. Today, they took the initiative to come to his door, and he could easily find reasons to strike.

Yin Tian: “Come in.”

The ward door opened, and the dragon father and son came in as if nothing had happened.

Dongri still remembered Pei Qinglu and was very surprised to see him, nearly forgetting that a needle was stuck in the back of his hand.

“…Ah! Delicious little brother!”

The unique way of remembering the little Taotie cub.

Pei Qinglu paused, and soon smiled again: “Baobao, I’m here to see you.”

He was holding a fruit platter in his hand: “I heard that you have a fever, so I brought some fruit. Do you want to eat some?”

Dongri really wanted to eat something moist and cool. Upon hearing about the fruit, it felt as though the cool and watery sensation had flowed down his throat.

“…Yeah, okay!”

Two bowls of porridge couldn’t fill a corner of his stomach, and it didn’t matter if he had some more fruit.

Several adults looked at each other with disgust, so there was no superficial politeness, and no one spoke.

Dong Mian: [How did this kid know that Riri had a fever?]

Yin Tian: [It can only be leaked by the hospital.]

Dong Mian: [We even found the best private hospital! Don’t they know how to protect the privacy of patients?!]

Dong Mian cursed the garbage hospital in his heart, but as soon as he finished cursing, another voice forcibly squeezed into their telepathic communication.

Pei Jing: [Because this hospital is mine.]

Dong Mian and Yin Tian looked at the man standing behind Pei Qinglu simultaneously.

Pei Jing: [I refer to checking your information as a confirmation check, not leaking.]

Yin Tian: [Don’t squeeze into other people’s telepathic communication casually, so shameless.]

Pei Jing immediately showed a slight anger, but he couldn’t speak with his mouth, so he could only continue to communicate with his mind.

Pei Jing: [Do you think I want to know what you are talking about? If you have the ability, don’t let me hear it.]

Pei Jing: [If you have the ability, encrypt your chat.]

However, this type of chat is similar to normal conversation; either you don’t say it, or you can’t hear it, as there is no separate encrypted private chat form.

As for whether you can hear it, it is divided according to the level of magic power.

This shows that Pei Jing’s magic power is equivalent to theirs.

Dong Mian has always been calm and tolerant and dislikes conflict with others.

But maybe he has been with the great demon for a long time, and his character has been too negatively affected. After experiencing what happened yesterday, it isn’t easy to feel fondness for this dragon father and son.

Dong Mian: [We didn’t invite you over, wouldn’t it be better if you didn’t come?]

Dong Mian: [It’s you who took the initiative to come over, but you still care about how we communicate?]

Yin Tian didn’t speak, just curled the corners of his mouth in a pretentious manner.

The little immortal’s sharp appearance also had a unique charm.

Pei Jing snorted coldly and mocked: [Protecting this beast very tightly, can’t even say a word.]

Dong Mian: …

Dong Mian couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

He didn’t think much when he retorted; he hated the other party’s rhetoric and didn’t want to hear those words.

However, when interpreted in this way, it seemed that he was protecting Yin Tian, rather than letting the other party say bad things about him.

Pei Jing: [Does the Celestial Realm know about your publicly funded love affair in the human world? You don’t do serious tasks, but you raise children?]

It would have been better if he hadn’t mentioned the task, but Dong Mian’s face became even worse when he mentioned it.

Yesterday was the closest they had ever been to the little demon, but this guy messed it up.

Dong Mian: [Thanks to you, the task that we were almost able to complete has to start all over again.]

Dong Mian: [You still dare to bring this little crispy dragon over, aren’t you afraid that the great demon will eat him?]

Pei Jing: [It’s because I’m afraid he will be eaten, so I came here to accompany him in person.]

Pei Jing: [Listening to what you said, the little demon has already escaped?]

Yin Tian had ulterior motives, seemingly natural, but deliberately answered: [The commotion was so big, wouldn’t he stay and wait to die if he didn’t escape?]

Pei Jing: [That’s good.]

Pei Jing: [Speaking of which, my son has indeed been more energetic since yesterday.]

Dong Mian: …

He couldn’t bear it anymore.

Even though the children were still present, Dong Mian couldn’t bear it anymore, and just wanted to ask Yin Tian to kick this guy out.

But just before he was about to speak, Yin Tian suddenly said: [There is a little demon’s aura nearby, I’ll take a look.]

After saying that, he jumped out of the window, and it only took two or three seconds.

Fortunately, the child didn’t notice, otherwise Dong Mian wouldn’t know how to explain it.

His heart was also full of shock and questions, and he wanted to go out directly, but the child was still getting an injection, and Dong Mian couldn’t leave the child behind.

Pei Jing: [I’ll take a look too, what kind of little demon is it?]

After saying that, he jumped out of the window.

The little dragon cub seemed to realize something, his ears twitched, but he didn’t turn his head to confirm, and looked at Dongri the whole time, only talking to him.

Dongri didn’t notice at all.

His attention was all on the fruit platter that Pei Qinglu brought, and he ate a cantaloupe and then a blueberry.

Then he was so sour that he almost revealed his true form.

If his injected hand hadn’t dared to move, he would have had to roll back and forth on the bed several times.