Lin Fan left the special department. He understood One-Eyed Man's request and, after careful consideration, realized it made a little bit of sense.
Although he considered those starry sky races weak, others might still find them somewhat formidable.
Therefore, to avoid trouble, he was happy to resolve these matters.
On the street…
"Dragon God, are you busy?" Lin Fan asked Dragon God, who was following him, in a friendly tone.
Dragon God looked at Lin Fan in surprise, a little puzzled. "No, what's up?"
Lin Fan said, "Old Zhang and I have some things to do. If you have something to attend to, you can go back first. I'll contact you when I have the chance."
"Oh, I'm free. It's fine," Dragon God replied decisively. He had already picked up on the underlying meaning, which was, simply put, "Can you leave?"
The Evil Chicken squinted, observing Dragon God. So clueless? It was already stated so clearly, yet he pretended not to understand. If I were him, I would have tucked my tail between my legs and scurried away. Didn't he see that Lin Fan only brought us out, not even Bok or Archimonde? It's because he doesn't want too many strangers around.
Lin Fan said, "Oh, I thought you were busy. Then you can go ahead and take care of your things. We'll be going now. I'll look for you when I have time."
Without waiting for Dragon God to say more, he turned and left.
Dragon God watched their retreating figures, a sense of inexplicable sadness in his heart. He sighed, "I want to enter your heart, but you keep it tightly closed. Difficult."
He really wanted to be good friends with Lin Fan, but Lin Fan wouldn't give him the opportunity.
Shaking his head, he left.
At the gift box shop…
The owner, a middle-aged woman, was a little nervous when she saw a group of strange individuals walk into the shop. However, when she saw Ginseng, her eyes widened.
Thud!
She prostrated herself.
Yanhai City universally worshipped Ginseng.
Ginseng, riding on the Evil Chicken, was startled by her action. Then he reacted, thinking, "Right, I'm the Ginseng King in people's hearts now, the belief of everyone."
"Rise," Ginseng said with an air of dignity.
The shop owner stood respectfully beside Ginseng, a flattering expression on her face. Of course, she also saw Lin Fan and knew he was the country's guardian deity. However, compared to Ginseng, the woman still preferred to please Ginseng, as the benefits he provided were more tangible.
Lin Fan said, "Hello, owner. I'd like to order some invitations."
"Wedding? Or birthday?"
"Wedding."
"Alright, we have many samples here. You can take a look and choose carefully."
Lin Fan chose meticulously. There were many samples, both cheap and expensive. The expensive ones, of course, had their advantages. After looking through them all, he chose the most beautiful and also the most expensive kind.
"Owner, I'll take this one."
"Okay, no problem. What's the bride's name?"
"Mu Qing."
"And the date?"
"I haven't calculated it yet. I'll come back and tell you when I have."
After settling these simple matters, he took Old Zhang and the others directly towards Qingshan.
At Qingshan Mental Hospital…
Director Hao leisurely drank tea, looking at himself in the mirror, left and right…
"Eh! My hair seems to be turning black again."
He had devoted all his energy to Qingshan; the patients were his everything. Busy until now, he noticed that his hair had turned quite white.
Seeing the signs of his hair turning black, Director Hao contentedly put away his small mirror and stood by the window, looking at the scenery outside. How harmonious and friendly it was.
It would be nice if things continued like this.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up as he saw someone he had missed for a long time. He hurried down to greet them. Only two people could elicit such a reaction from Director Hao: Lin Fan and Little Bao.
In the office…
"You're back," Director Hao said with a smile. His proudest achievement was curing Lin Fan. Although there were times when Lin Fan seemed to relapse, the overall result was still a success.
"Yes, we're back," Lin Fan smiled. "I'm getting married."
"Oh, getting married… you… what?" Director Hao had just taken a sip of tea when he heard Lin Fan's words. His eyes widened, his expression even more exaggerated than One-Eyed Man's when he heard the news.
"Getting married." Lin Fan found their reactions strange. It was just marriage; they were acting as if it was shocking.
He couldn't quite understand it.
Director Hao asked, "With Mu Qing?"
"Yes. I came here to inform you. I plan to invite everyone to my wedding banquet," Lin Fan said.
Director Hao grasped the key point and asked, "You're not just inviting me, but everyone at Qingshan?"
"Yes, that's right," Lin Fan confirmed.
At this moment, Director Hao felt very troubled. This was a bit difficult. Inviting the staff was no problem; they were all normal people who could communicate properly. But now, inviting all the patients at Qingshan… wouldn't that turn the event into chaos?
"I'll be going now. I need to find Professor Starry Sky and ask him to help me choose a date," Lin Fan said.
"Wait," Director Hao said. "I know a reliable master. You could ask him to calculate it for you."
Hearing that Lin Fan was going to Professor Starry Sky, his first thought was… isn't that crazy?
"No need, I'll ask Professor Starry Sky," Lin Fan insisted.
He trusted Professor Starry Sky's abilities.
Director Hao didn't say more. Low-key was best.
"Alright, do as you wish," Director Hao said thoughtfully. He knew that Lin Fan's decision to invite the Qingshan patients to the banquet couldn't be changed.
He had to come up with a foolproof plan. Otherwise, with those patients in the hotel, wouldn't it be utter pandemonium?
In the ward…
Lin Fan said, "Help me calculate. I'm getting married. Which date is auspicious?"
Professor Starry Sky had just finished his lecture. Big Monk had already forgotten the task Little Rulai had given him and was now following Professor Starry Sky, experiencing the wonders of the universe and the mysteries of the stars.
Those principles had a significant impact on him.
He was completely captivated.
"November 11th," Professor Starry Sky said slowly after looking at the ceiling for a long time.
Old Zhang said, "That's a good date. It sounds like a good date."
Lin Fan said, "That's not right. It's December now. November has already passed. Next year is too late. It's better to have it soon."
Professor Starry Sky said calmly, "Then December 12th."
"Yes, that works too," Lin Fan agreed.
At this time, Director Hao stood outside the door.
Overhearing Professor Starry Sky's words, he knew that this illness wasn't so easily cured. However, he was also surprised to find that Lin Fan had actually reacted normally.
That is to say…
He was normal now.
He felt proud.
All of this was thanks to his efforts.