"Come here!" Dragon horns appeared on Ling Long's head, her fists clenched, looking like she was ready to fight, her eyes fierce.
"Nyeh nyeh nyeh!" Little Taotie stuck out her tongue and ran off.
Ling Long chased after her, throwing cushions and tissues.
Little Taotie deftly dodged, teasing Ling Long around the sofa.
"It's glowing!" Wang Yilun exclaimed, pointing at the green document.
Little Taotie and Ling Long stopped and simultaneously turned to look at the green document.
The twinkling green light seemed to urge them.
Ling Long's expression was serious: "Only when an unexpected situation arises does the document flash."
Little Taotie ran over and tapped the Hexagram on the green document with her hand.
The Hexagram was like a shooting star, "whoosh" stopping on the floor-to-ceiling window, displaying scenes:
A handsome man in a white coat adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, showing a gentle smile, "Please lie down."
