1077: Leaving

Leaving

He would sit in the wheelchair and instruct her to collect the herbs.2

He was like a king mending his country.

Tan Bengbeng was a doctor herself, so most of the time, she didn't have to ask what Qi Yan was doing.

She would still cooperate perfectly.

However, there would be some times when she didn't know what he was doing.

Especially in the pharmaceutical aspect.

Tan Bengbeng picked up an ordinary-looking herb that he had placed carefully in a transparent plastic bag.

She couldn't tell what herb was it, but she heard Qi Yan say that it was "priceless". She held the herb with both hands and carefully placed it in front of him.

However, she only saw him collecting the herbs, he didn't say what he did with them.

Qi Yan was very laid back, he didn't care about anything, but he was very possessive.

He would always sit in his wheelchair quietly in the day. He would either be reading or instructing her to do things.

However, when it was night time, he seemed as if he had endless energy.

For more than half the month that they were together, there was not a night where Tan Bengbeng could get a good rest.

She wanted to say that her body couldn't take it. But, he could always produce very effective medical baths to prevent her from dying in his hands.

There was just something strange.

Every day he would come into her room, but he would always leave after that.

He was like a rich person who was visiting the brothel. After doing what he wanted, he would leave without a word.

There was not a day where he slept with her.

Although Tan Bengbeng did not want to sleep with him, she could feel that there was a secret about him.

It was like the herbs in the garden. He kept collecting them, but where did they go?

There was once a time when she searched the entire house while he was sleeping on the balcony.

But, she did not find any trace of the herbs.

If it wasn't that he had a special way to transport the herbs out, then there was a secret passageway in the house.

Tan Bengbeng was a secret guard, she was more vigilant and sensitive than an average person.

Qi Yan seemed to know that she had noticed something, but he did not bother about it.

He was still very casual.

It was like telling her. "I won't tell you, but I won't stop you either. If you are to find out, good for you."

Tan Bengbeng tried a few times, but she couldn't find anything.

Her only goal was to be able to leave the island in one month.

What he did had nothing to do with her after she left.

Thinking about that, she calmed down and tried to act upon his instructions as normal. In the meantime, she was counting down the days left before one month was up.

During the last three days, Tan Bengbeng was a lot more nervous.

Qi Yan noticed it but did not say anything about it. He just spent less time in the living room reading.

Most of the time, he would lock himself up in his room.

Tan Bengbeng had been to his room before.

The layout was very simple, it was not that much different from the guest room she was living in.

It just had a better view and lighting.

Qi Yan loved to lock himself in the room like an autistic patient.

Except for the times when he was ordering her around and p*ssing her off, he would laugh brightly. Most of the time, he would lock himself up in the room.

Knock, knock!

Tan Bengbeng stood outside his room and waited for him. It was way past his dinner time, but he did not come out.

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