Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

After the contract is signed, it will take effect the next day.

Yun Si needs to report to the hospital at nine o'clock the next morning.

Now, her working hours conflicted with Death's working hours, so she needed to switch with Mu Lin again.

Mu Lin switched to working from 9 a.m. to 9 p.m., and then she took over the job from 9 p.m. to 9 a.m. the next day.

All of a sudden, Yun Si was working 24 hours a day, and her workload doubled.

Mu Lin had no objection to the timing of the exchange.

Anyway, he doesn't need to sleep or rest, so he works the same at any time, it doesn't matter.

Although he didn't understand why the God of Death, who always loved to rest, suddenly wanted to work late at night, but since the adult didn't say anything, he thoughtfully stopped asking and quickly adjusted the time.

So, the next day, after Yun Si hurriedly finished her work of leading the dead, she changed her clothes and came to the hospital.

At ten past nine, she was still ten minutes late.

In order to see how well she and He Yan were getting along, Jiang Wenxue watched from outside the ward and motioned for her to come in.

Yun Si stood at the door, took a deep breath, opened the door and walked in.

In an instant, he walked into darkness again, and the air was pungent and cold.

Because the curtains in the ward are closed and there is no sunlight most of the time, when you walk in, you can always feel the slightest bit of coldness without any warmth or human touch.

Yun Si looked at the figure covered with quilt on the bed, still walked gently over and stood beside the hospital bed.

"Mr. He, good morning." She said softly and gently.

There was no reaction from the back, which was exactly the same as yesterday.

Yun Si was not in a hurry, sat on the chair and looked at him quietly.

Although she could feel that he was repelling her, his lack of reaction was actually the best reaction in her eyes.

He didn't say anything to drive her away, which to a certain extent meant that she still had a chance.

On this day, Yun Si followed Jiang Wenxue's instructions and helped him open the thermos box, and then poured water into the water glass again.

He was still buried in the quilt, motionless.

Like a sleeping beast, he reluctantly tolerated her entry, but only barely.

On this day, He Yan didn't drink water or eat. He seemed to be particularly hostile to her existence, silently venting his anger.

Jiang Wenxue was very worried and wanted Yun Si to leave for a while.

But Yun Si held her down with just a few words, preventing her from interfering.

She was very patient and was not in a hurry when she saw that he did not eat or drink water. She waited until nine o'clock in the evening before picking up her bag, getting up and leaving.

Leave on time and never stop.

After she left, the man's stiff body on the bed seemed to slowly show signs of relaxing.

Jiang Wenxue wanted to come in and persuade He Yan to eat something, but Yun Si held him back.

She said she had her own way, so there was no rush.

After all, if you don't drink water for a day, you won't die.

The next day, Yun Si washed her face in the apartment.

She put her hands in front of the mirror and looked at the pale woman in the mirror. She was too tired to talk, but she still had to go to the hospital on time.

She hadn't slept for forty-eight hours in a row. Even though she was the God of Death and her body would not die, the physiological exhaustion still made her a little bit overwhelmed.

She stood in front of the mirror and looked at it for a while, then returned to the bedroom, took a quick shower and changed her clothes.

He went to the hospital without stopping and continued to take care of He Yan all day long.