Chapter 98
Chapter 98
-My heart was racing, my hands were shaking, I flipped back, and there was nothing there!
-That familiar recipe, that familiar flavor…
-Is that guy’s possessiveness a little too much?! He won’t even let us look through a damn mosaic?
-Sadako: Serves you right, hahahaha. You think you can look at my gie gie’s body whenever you want?
-Painted Skin: A Live Stream Room blocked by some stinky man? I don’t care for it!
-Li Xiaoqin: Upstairs, did you catch blindness from the Blind Ghost?
-Hahahahaha…
The bathroom was lavishly decorated too, all glittering gold and expensive-looking.
Qiao Yu reached out and turned on the shower, then began taking off his clothes.
By the time he finished undressing, the water had warmed up just about right.
Hot water streamed from the top of his head down to his toes, as if washing away the exhaustion clinging to his entire body. On the rack beside the shower sat two unmarked bottles of body wash and shampoo.
So extravagant that an R&D team had created an original fragrance line just for him alone.
At the thought, an intense resentment toward the rich surged up inside Qiao Yu. Out of spite, he squeezed out extra and washed himself until he smelled fragrant from head to toe.
During that time, the old song sounded again in the corridor.
That southern breeze blows cool,
The nightingales sing in chorus,
The flowers beneath the moon have all drifted into dreams,
Only the Ye Lai Xiang releases its fragrance…
After the music ended, the cold, sinister air throughout the hospital seemed to thicken.
Chi Shang slowly pulled open the door to his ward, turned sideways, and quietly squeezed out through the crack.
He still had to go to the pharmacy room and keep looking…
Luo Ziwei, who had the same idea as him, opened his door at the same time. Standing in the doorway, Chi Shang made a shushing gesture at the surprised Luo Ziwei.
Luo Ziwei nodded to show he understood, then pointed toward the ward-round nurse waiting for the elevator at the end of the corridor.
Once the nurse left, the two of them headed for the pharmacy room together. On the way, Luo Ziwei took the initiative to roll up his sleeve, then frowned and said, “Needle marks have appeared on my arm too.”
“Let me see.” Chi Shang leaned closer to Luo Ziwei’s arm and examined it by the moonlight.
Luo Ziwei’s arm was very thin and frail. It was hard to imagine how such a small body could unleash that much power. It was practically a miracle for the ages.
After waiting for a while, Luo Ziwei frowned. “Do you see it? Here!”
He raised his other hand and pointed at the location of the needle mark.
Chi Shang coughed as if to cover himself, then finally looked at the tiny puncture wound.
To be honest, just looking at it like this, he really couldn’t tell how it had formed.
Whether they had had blood drawn or been injected with something else was still unknown.
Seeing that he had no ideas, Luo Ziwei reluctantly pulled his arm back. “Let’s check the pharmacy room first.”
He followed Chi Shang into the cramped pharmacy room. Chi Shang stood before the shelves, staring at the medicine label that had been rotated before, and his fingertips dug hard into his palm.
What should he do? He really wanted to straighten it.
And those scattered papers on the table…
Chi Shang forced himself to memorize the scattered positions of the papers, then lowered his head and continued reading the clues he hadn’t finished yesterday.
Ward 603-Hua Mulan-fair skin and beautiful features, inspection passed-awaiting post-surgery transfer.
Ward 604-Man-Eating Crocodile-handsome and refined, inspection passed-awaiting post-surgery transfer.
Ward 605-Chi Shang-bright eyes and white teeth, inspection passed-awaiting post-surgery transfer.
Ward 607-Hua Buwan-keen hearing and sharp sight, heart in good condition-not yet obtained.
Ward 608-Fuck You-keen hearing and sharp sight, heart in good condition-not yet obtained.
Room 609…
Chi Shang frowned. He realized that aside from him and… Wait. What the hell was with a Man-Eating Crocodile?
He stared blankly at Luo Ziwei, then pointed at the ID on the record. “You? Man-Eating Crocodile?”
Luo Ziwei blinked his big eyes, looking utterly innocent. “Yeah, that’s me.”
Chi Shang: “…”
Did this guy have no self-awareness at all?
Why call himself Man-Eating Crocodile? Chihuahua would have suited him better.
“Why do you keep staring at me? Did you figure out what’s so weird about that record or not?”
Chi Shang was just about to speak when the rumble of a cart came from the corridor outside.
He grabbed Luo Ziwei by the arm and cracked the door open for a look. The ward-round nurse was coming toward them against the moonlight, and a thin layer of frost had begun to form on the floor.
“We’re done for. If we go out now, she’ll definitely spot us.” Luo Ziwei’s voice trembled. Chi Shang couldn’t tell whether he was shivering from the worsening of his illness or from instinctive fear.
Looking at Luo Ziwei’s pale little face, Chi Shang knew leukemia took a serious toll on the body. Climbing out the window was probably impossible for him.
Even using a title wouldn’t work. The image of Luo Ziwei crying miserably last time was still seared into his mind. Just thinking about it made Chi Shang feel exhausted.
“Hide in the cabinet!”
Chi Shang opened the cabinet and shoved Luo Ziwei inside, then opened the other side and curled himself up to squeeze in.
The process was a struggle. He didn’t have Luo Ziwei’s advantage of being thin and small, and his long legs got stuck at the cabinet door for ages before he finally managed to tuck them in.
Fortunately, just as he hid himself away, the dispensary door was pushed open, bringing in a floorful of biting cold.
Luo Ziwei had leukemia and was already sensitive to the cold. This was even more than he could take; he was so cold he wanted to sneeze.
The good news was that he held the sneeze in. The bad news was that, because he had strained too hard, he accidentally bumped into Chi Shang.
The already precarious cabinet door, which had only been pulled mostly shut, gave a soft creak and was nudged open.
Both of them froze, then instinctively looked toward the ward-round nurse.
In the eerie silence where even a falling needle could be heard, Chi Shang clenched his fists and swallowed nervously.
Suddenly, the ward-round nurse raised a hand and rubbed her eyes. “Ah, the wind is so strong. I think I got sand in my eyes…”
Chi Shang and Luo Ziwei: ??
Wind… Where…?
While rubbing her eyes and enduring the 1,688,888-point warning alarm blaring in her head, Pen Spirit ground her teeth and reminded the two idiots, “Oh no, I got sand in both eyes. I can’t see anything. What should I do?”
Chi Shang: “…”
That acting was strangely familiar.
Chi Shang didn’t dare say another word. He crawled out of the cabinet, grabbed Luo Ziwei, whose limbs had gone weak, and ran.
-Pfft. Let me state this again: I really did not expect Pen Spirit to have this kind of vibe.
-+1.
Only after the two of them left did Pen Spirit stop rubbing her eyes. Then she reached out and picked up the scattered papers on the table. “What’s this?”
She narrowed her eyes and read a few lines, then decisively stuffed them into her pocket. “Can’t understand it. Better let that little ingrate take a look. His brain works better…”
Suddenly, the light bulb overhead began to flicker rapidly, the room shifting between brightness and darkness. Pen Spirit narrowed her eyes and looked ahead, only to see a blurry figure appear not far away.
It was a nurse wearing a mask, taking medicine from the shelves.
Like a 3D projection, the phantom in front of her didn’t see Pen Spirit at all. It hurried past her and pushed the nursing cart out.
Snap-
The flickering bulb overhead finally went dark. The entire hospital sank into darkness…