We agreed to save the world together, and you said you are the creator god?

"I'm fine, don't worry, I've already solved it."

"The Lord God used the power of purification?"

"The power of purification requires a huge amount of spiritual power, which this small world cannot bear. In addition, I cannot use too much spiritual power in this small world. I am afraid I have no chance of winning against it. I can only peel it off by force and use the method of absorption and purification."

"Let's not talk about this for now."

Feiying then transformed the sword back into a scepter and held it in her hand. A blue-green light from the gem on the top flew towards the place where Shen Yan was injured. Soon, not only his wounds were completely repaired, but even the damage and stains on his clothes were repaired as well.

"It just so happens that his mental strength is damaged right now. Send him to the hospital to recuperate. Otherwise, he will have a lot to explain later when he wakes up. As for me, I will be there later."

"Yes, Lord God. I will do it right away."

Lan Yue stepped forward, picked up Shen Yan, and left the restaurant using a teleportation technique.

Feiying went downstairs and dealt with the matter in the private box. Then she located Lanyue's position and went over to find her.

Inside the ward, Shen Yan was lying on the bed receiving an IV drip, while Feiying and Lanyue were talking in low voices in the room.

"Lan Yue, since the evil spirit knows that even its true form is no match for me, why did it deliberately leave behind a clone to provoke me?"

"I don't know about this either."

"I just feel that, even though we have eliminated its clone now, the process was a little too easy. You know, if you want to have a clone, you have to separate some of your original power, so the strength of your original body will be more or less weakened."

"It would rather weaken itself like this and let its clone die. What is the reason for this?"

Lan Yue listened to Fei Ying's analysis: "So, the clone is just a trick? Is there a bigger conspiracy behind it?"

"I am also guessing, but I still can't figure out the reason. After all, once all its clones are found and eliminated, the truth will naturally come to light."

"Next, I will focus on completing the mission and focus on the small world where the evil spirit's clone exists. As for you, Lanyue, you must continue to stay in the Guihua Palace and beware of the evil spirit's conspiracy. Don't let it take advantage of the lack of manpower in the Guihua Palace and take advantage of it."

"Yes, Lord God, Lan Yue obeys your command."

Lan Yue bowed to Feiying.

At this time, she asked one more question: "Lord God, since our mission has been completed, when do we plan to leave?"

"Wait until Shen Yan's body recovers. After all, he has become what he is now, which has something to do with me."

"Yes."

Neither of them paid attention to Shen Yan's situation at this time, and did not notice that his eyelids moved slightly while they were talking.

On the morning of the next day, Shen Yan woke up.

Ben, who had been sitting on the sofa next to him, guarding his Feiying, stood up and walked over when he saw this.

"Mr. Shen, how do you feel? Why did you fall into a coma? Do you remember what happened?"

"I'm unconscious? I can't seem to remember anything, and my head hurts a bit."

Feiying hurriedly stopped him from continuing to recall. His mental strength was already severely damaged and could not withstand excessive use. He was afraid of becoming a fool.

"If you can't remember, forget it. Mr. Shen, are you hungry? I asked Aunt Li to make some porridge for you. Would you like some?"

Shen Yan nodded.

Feiying opened the thermos on the table, poured the still steaming porridge into the empty bowl and handed it to him.

Shen Yan raised his hand and was about to take it. Feiying looked at his arms where both of his hands were receiving IV drips.

"Mr. Shen, your hands are not convenient right now, let me feed you."

Feiying helped Shen Yan to sit up against the head of the bed, then brought a small stool and sat beside the bed.

She scooped up a spoonful of porridge and brought it to Shen Yan's mouth.

He just touched it with his lips and left the spoon.

"hot."

"is it?"

Feiying took the spoon back, blew on it gently, and then brought it to his mouth again.

"What about this time, Mr. Shen?"

This time, Shen Yan swallowed the porridge in one gulp.

Feiying fed him spoonful after spoonful of porridge, and soon the bowl was empty.

He has a good appetite.

"Boss Shen, please continue to rest. I'll go wash the dishes."

After Feiying brought back the cleaned thermos bucket and bowl, Shen Yan called out to her, "I want to eat an apple."

"Got it, Mr. Shen, wait a moment."

Feiying took a fruit knife, peeled the apple, cut it into pieces, and fed him the pieces one by one with a toothpick.

After eating the fruit, he lay down to rest. After a while, he opened his eyes again.

"Ma Rongrong, I want to go to the bathroom."

"Mr. Shen, please wait a moment. I will ask a male nurse to come over."

Feiying said this and stood up to go out, but was stopped by Shen Yan.

"Isn't there a toilet in this room? It's not like I can't stand up, why should I call a nurse?"

"Because, there are differences between men and women. Don't you think Mr. Shen doesn't mind?"

You have to know that in this small world, there is still the concept of gender differences.

Feiying really didn't expect that, not only would he feed her food and fruits, he would also make such a request to her.

Shen Yan acted as calm as ever: "Ma Rongrong, you are so guilty, could it be that you would watch something you shouldn't watch in the middle of the show?"

"Of course not."

"That's all, let me pass quickly."

Feiying finally couldn't stand Shen Yan's request, so she walked over with the infusion pole, hung his two bottles of intravenous fluid on it, and sent him to the toilet.

After finally helping him go to the toilet, he returned to his bed and continued lying there. Every now and then, he would ask her to help him with something. Either he wanted to sit up, or the sitting angle was uncomfortable, or he was too bored, so he asked her to turn on the TV and wait.

The current Shen Yan really showed her another side.

Who would have thought that the president, who was usually decisive and influential in the entertainment industry, would act like a child after falling ill.

During the days he was in the hospital, Feiying basically took care of Shen Yan day and night except for participating in various necessary activities.

As she used a wet towel to wipe his body as usual, she took the opportunity to check his pulse.

His health had improved a lot, and it was time for him to be discharged from the hospital and for her to leave.

"Mr. Shen, I see that your health has improved. Why don't we arrange for you to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow?"

"No, let's wait a few more days. I still feel a little dizzy from time to time. I guess I haven't recovered yet."

"But Mr. Shen, you have been in the hospital for these days and a lot of company affairs have accumulated. What if we delay it any further?"

"It's just a few days. The company won't go bankrupt without me. I'm tired. I'm going to sleep first."

Shen Yan talked to himself as he lay back on the hospital bed and closed his eyes.

Workaholic don't want to work anymore?

Feiying fell into deep thought for a moment, calculating with her hands. After a moment, she focused and spoke.

"Boss Shen, it turns out you already know my true identity."