Seize the body? It doesn't matter, I'm a ghost baby

Qi Jin's fever had just subsided, and she was in a daze, with a trace of trance in her eyes.

Over the past year, he has taken too many medicines, which have had severe side effects. For a long time, he has been unable to distinguish between reality and dreams.

Even so, the moment he saw Jiang Zhu, a bit of piercing hatred flashed through his eyes.

"Jiang Zhu, what are you doing here?"

The hatred in his eyes made Jiang Zhu slightly stunned.

Qi Jin always dotes on her.

He has always been arrogant and bratty, and no matter what mistakes she made, he never said harsh words to her.

He always held her hand and said to her gently:

"Azhu, this is not your fault."

"You have endured hardship outside for so many years, with no one to teach you, and you have grown up barbaric. You don't understand these things, and you have made mistakes. It is understandable."

"From now on, I will teach you well."

"A Zhu, you have to believe that you are no worse than anyone else."

But now, the look in his eyes when he looked at her was filled with resentment and cold hatred.

Although Jiang Zhu had already expected that he would hate her, she didn't expect that she would still find it difficult to accept it when she actually faced him.

"Are you unhappy to see that I'm not dead?" Qi Jin's voice was weak, but she said every word carefully, "Do you really want to kill me again with your own hands now?"

"This is the third floor. Push me down from here and I will die."

He smiled sarcastically: "Jiang Zhu, do you want to try again?"

Jiang Zhu looked at the sarcastic and desperate smile on his face, and her heart was tugged again.

Her little brother shouldn't smile like this.

He is such a sunny boy!

"Bro--"

"Don't call me little brother!" Qi Jin gritted his teeth and struggled to sit up, his face pale, "This name makes me feel sick!"

"Why, Jiang Zhu, when you killed your eldest and second brothers, did you disgust them like this?"

No.

Li Hui would not do that.

Li Hui's evil is extremely direct and she never hides it in a subtle way.

Jiang Zhu did not dare to provoke Qi Jin: "You should rest first. I will come to see you when your body recovers."

"You dare to come again?" Qi Jin threw the pillow in his hand, "Get out! I never want to see you again!"

But he was too weak.

The pillow in his hand fell on the bed before he could throw it out.

And because he exerted too much force, he fell on the head of the bed, extremely weak.

Jiang Zhu quickly supported him with quick eyes and put a pillow on his back.

That's how she discovered the handmade knife under her pillow.

"What is this?" Jiang Zhu picked up the handmade knife and was stunned for a moment, "Brother, why do you want to hide the handmade knife? Could it be..."

Are you still planning to die?

No!

When Qi Jin saw that she was holding a knife, his eyes grew dim: "Jiang Zhu, do you want to kill me?"

Without waiting for Jiang Zhu to respond, he used all his strength to grab her wrist.

"Come on, kill me!"

"As long as I die, you will be the only heir to the Qi family."

"Isn't this what you've been waiting for?"

"Jiang Zhu, don't worry, there is no surveillance here."

"No one will know that you killed me."

He smiled sarcastically: "Let me ask, who in this world would kill his own brother in order to inherit the family property?"

"Besides, I just committed suicide this morning."

"Even if I die, they will just think I committed suicide."

He showed his wrist: "Come on, Jiang Zhu, cut here."

"Cut it off and you'll get what you want."

Jiang Zhu wanted to withdraw his hand, but was afraid of using too much force to hurt him, so she could only control the knife and try to calm his emotions as much as possible.

"I won't kill you."

"Why?" Qi Jin sneered, "Haven't you already killed me once? Are you still afraid of getting blood on your hands now?"

The deathly look in his eyebrows hurt Jiang Zhu's eyes.

Her little brother has really been living in pain this past year.

Jiang Zhu was so distressed that she stretched out her hand and gently pressed his cheek: "I don't want to kill you, little brother, you are so good to me, how could I want to kill you?"

From the beginning to the end, all she wanted was to protect them.

But Qi Jin didn't believe her words.

"You don't want to kill me, do you?"

Qi Jin sneered, and while Jiang Zhu was distracted, he suddenly snatched the handmade knife away.

Then he stabbed Jiang Zhu hard on the shoulder.

"If you don't want to kill me, then just go and die!"

Jiang Zhu knew that he didn't want to kill her, he just wanted to stimulate her to kill him.

He doesn't want to live anymore.

But no matter how much he blamed her and hated her, he never thought of hurting her.

Even if he pretended to kill her, he would stab him in a place that would not kill anyone.

Even the sting is very light,

He was in so much pain, but he still didn't want her to feel pain.

Her little brother.

Jiang Zhu raised her eyes and met Qi Jin's painful and crazy eyes. She knew that he was waiting for her to kill him.

She sighed, took off the handmade knife stabbed on her shoulder, wiped off the blood on it, and put it in her pocket.

After she healed her body with ghost energy, she leaned forward slightly and reached out to hug Qi Jin.

The moment he hugged Qi Jin, his body visibly stiffened.

The whole person was stunned, as if he didn't know how to react.

Jiang Zhu raised his hand and patted his back.

"Brother, I can die, but you can't."

"Brother, father and grandfather, they are not dead yet."

"You have to wait until they come back, got it?"

"Brother, you must live well, okay?"

Qi Jin seemed to be really comforted, and he slowly regained his composure.

"All this is just a dream."

Jiang Zhu let go of him and opened his clothes, revealing his unwounded shoulder.

"Look, I'm fine, you didn't stab me."

So please don't feel guilty.

Qi Jin's eyes were full of disbelief.

But soon, he was relieved.

"It turns out it was a dream."

Also, if it wasn't for Meng, how could Jiang Zhu be so kind to him?

His little sister has long since become a devil.

"Well, it's a dream." Jiang Zhu helped him lie down, "Go to sleep and have a good rest. Everything will be fine. Trust me, everything will be fine."

Just as she was about to leave, Qi Jin held her hand, his eyes showing complicated emotions.

"Azhu, why did it become like this?"

"Why did you become like this?"

Jiang Zhu didn't know how to answer: "I..."

"Is there something I didn't do well enough? That's why you want our lives?"

"No." Jiang Zhu rubbed his head, "I am the best brother in the world. You have never done anything wrong."

"Really?"

"Well, really."

Qi Jin's eyes were slightly red, and Jiang Zhu's hand hurt when he held it in his thin hand.

"Azhu, can you change back?"

Can she come back to who she was a year ago?

Jiang Zhu smiled and rubbed his head: "Yes, yes, I will come back after you recover."

"Really?"

"Well, really."

Qi Jin finally fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing that he was asleep, Jiang Zhucai left with a handmade knife.

As soon as I went out, I met Dr. Xu.

Doctor Xu didn't understand why she was here, and he became worried: "Miss, you..."

"He has a fever. I came to see him." Jiang Zhu gave the handmade knife to Dr. Xu. "I found this from under his pillow. This is too dangerous. If I hadn't found it, I don't know what would have happened."

Doctor Xu frowned: "Miss, are you worried about the third young master?"

Oh.

He didn't believe it.