Underneath the hospital bed, the sheet that Liang Zhouxian had purposely used for cover fluttered, and out peeked a plump chicken head adorned with a bright red fleshy comb.
The chubby rooster eyed the scattering of pale yellow Xiao Mi on the floor. Its round eyes lit up, and it quickly darted from beneath the bed, pecking at the seeds without hesitation. Its focused and devoted appearance was completely oblivious to the dreadfully eerie atmosphere outside.
Of course, the reason Liang Zhouxian had paid a good price to bring it over was not without merit.
For example, at this moment, as if it were a rare sight to behold, even the strange child in front of them was engrossed in watching the rooster on the floor. This allowed Liang Zhouxian and Wang Dahai to breathe a small sigh of relief.
They glanced subtly at the Yellow Talisman and Cinnabar hidden under the blanket, thinking to themselves: At least one thing is useful, the money wasn't wasted after all!
