Treating Zhen Rong's Illness

It was just a simple sentence, but Xiao Ru was inexplicably comforted. She nodded heavily, wiped the tears on her face with the back of her hand, and consciously left the room.

When she reached the door, she still looked in Zhen Rong's direction with a worried expression.

"Miss Gu, I'll leave Mr. Zhen to you. I know that you people will avoid outsiders, so don't worry, I won't let anyone in."

Gu Man nodded. It was better to have no one present. Since someone was guarding the door for her, she could be impudent.

After Xiao Ru left completely, Gu Man looked at the little ghost with a cold expression. On the bed, Zhen Rong's entire face was scrunched up, as if he was experiencing something painful.

"Looks like you didn't learn your lesson last time."

Zhen Rong was still surrounded by black fog. The little ghost from before did not show its face. It was probably frightened by Gu Man's attack just now.