My backyard leads to the underworld. I became famous by selling goods.

After hearing what Song Mian said, Lin Jiaojiao's eyes almost popped out of her head in surprise: "So your grandma is actually the person Chen Shubin wants to find?"

"That's probably the case. I don't believe this ghost, and of course I can't tell him about my grandma." Song Mian put away the antique necklace and continued to talk to Lin Jiaojiao in a low voice, "However, I will go to the hospital to see my grandma tomorrow. I think I should be able to figure out the whole story by then."

"Young Boss, your considerations are indeed quite reasonable. If everything goes well, that would be the best, but if a ghost wants to harm Grandma, you can prevent it this way." Lin Jiaojiao said this, glancing towards the tablet: "I should also improve a little and stop believing everything the other ghosts say."

"Your temper is not wrong, you just have to trust people who are trustworthy." Seeing that Lin Jiaojiao was a little depressed, Song Mian laughed: "For example, I am worthy of your trust!"

Lin Jiaojiao was amused by Song Mian and changed her previous depressed state.

After having a midnight snack with Lin Jiaojiao, Song Mian saw Lin Jiaojiao off. The next morning, she got up early and wanted to go to the hospital to visit her grandmother. Unexpectedly, she met Qi Yefeng as soon as she went out.

Qi Yefeng must have had a good sleep last night, as he came over early this morning in high spirits to have breakfast with Song Mian.

Qi Yefeng entered the store with a frown on his face. "Boss Song, I feel like your store isn't very safe."

Song Mian looked at Qi Yefeng in confusion, not quite understanding what he meant.

Qi Yefeng said seriously, "Just now, when I passed by the door, I saw a lot of idle people. I think these people are here with bad intentions and don't seem like good people. You should pay more attention to your safety."

"Mr. Qi, you don't have to worry. This is a funeral clothing store after all. Even if someone has bad intentions, they will not choose to target our store. You can rest assured." Song Mian said casually, not noticing that Qi Yefeng's eyes were becoming more and more solemn.

Qi Yefeng didn't think this was a trivial matter that could be casually brushed aside.

Boss Song Mian is too young, so he lacks this sense of safety.

But as a man, he knew too well how extreme those bad men would be if they wanted to do something bad.

Perhaps at that time he could hire a few bodyguards to work three shifts a day outside the funeral clothing store and silently protect Boss Song's safety.

Knowing that Qi Shan and Lu Sijie had actually contacted the hospital and helped Song Mian reduce some medical expenses, Qi Yefeng naturally felt that this was what their Qi family should do.

Seeing that Qi Yefeng didn't continue to dwell on this topic, Song Mian also breathed a sigh of relief.

After chatting with Qi Yefeng for a while, Song Mian had his meal and said goodbye to Qi Yefeng.

After returning home, Song Mian took a nap. When it got dark, he saw Chen Shubin floating out from the tablet.

Chen Shubin forgot to wear his reading glasses this time. He floated out and headed straight for the closet. "Young Boss, you're really going too far! You know I'm searching so hard for someone who's very important to me, and yet you're still showing off your affection in front of me with your boyfriend!"

Song Mian rolled his eyes at Chen Shubin. "I didn't. And Qi Yefeng is my guest, just like you. Please don't misunderstand the relationship between Mr. Qi and me."

Seeing Chen Shubin put on his reading glasses and rolled his eyes at him, Song Mian was too lazy to continue explaining to him.

After a night of recuperation, Chen Shubin's ghost condition improved a lot.

As a high-level ghost, Chen Shubin is afraid of sunlight like other ghosts. However, they can appear in some dark corners of the room during the day to avoid being discovered.

"Young boss, please help me and give me something to eat, otherwise I will starve to death!" Chen Shubin was still the same as always, but he would look pitiful when he saw Song Mian.

Under normal circumstances, Song Mian would have slapped Chen Shubin away.

But today, she just glanced at Chen Shubin and gave him a can of milk and a big bag of biscuits.

Chen Shubin hadn't expected that he could actually get the food. He looked at Song Mian with surprise: "Little Boss, why are you so generous today?"

"I just need to go out for a while. I hope you can stay in the store and don't run around." After seeing Qi Yefeng off and instructing Chen Shubin to stay home, Song Mian quickly cleaned up the store.

After doing all this, Song Mian didn't have time to rest. He bought a lot of supplements and went directly to the hospital to visit Zhang Guiying.

In the general ward of the hospital, Chen Guiying is resting.

Tiptoeing to the bedside, Song Mian used his eyes to remind Aunt Shen, who was interacting with him, not to speak, and just stood quietly at the head of Chen Guiying's bed.

Chen Gui's eyes flickered, and he turned to look at Song Mian. Surprise blossomed in his cloudy eyes: "Nannan, when did you come here? Xiao Shen, you didn't even remind me."

"Xiao Song wants to have fun with you, why should I stop him?" Aunt Shen left the ward to the two of them and left.

"Grandma, why are you resting at this time? Didn't you sleep well last night?" Song Mian noticed the dark circles under Chen Guiying's eyes and sat down beside the bed.

Chen Guiying's face flashed with a moment of unnaturalness: "I sleep a lot when I'm old. If I sleep at night, I can sleep during the day. Besides, I stay in the hospital all day and have nothing to do anyway."

"You'd better get more rest. The doctor said you are malnourished. You need to recover before you can have the surgery."

"I'm fine, why do I need surgery? Nannan, it's not easy for you to make money. Let's not waste money in the hospital. Hurry up and take grandma home." Chen Guiying took Song Mian's hand, "You see, you have lost weight again in the past few days. It must be because you work too hard to make money."

"Grandma, making money these days relies on your brain, it's not hard labor, it's not that hard. Besides, my funeral clothing store has just cooperated with a new client, and there will be a lot of business in the future, so you don't have to worry about me."

"Nonsense. The funeral clothing store your parents left behind is in such a remote place, where does it get any business?"

"It's all about burning shrouds for the dead these days. I've partnered with a big funeral home... Oh, grandma, have you forgotten the doctor's advice not to worry about trivial matters? If you don't get better soon, you won't be able to be discharged soon."

Song Mian's words really worked. Chen Guiying stopped asking questions and said, "As long as the work goes well, Nannan, your Aunt Shen will be back from getting lunch soon. Let's eat together then."