Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Just like that, I drifted through several days in a daze from the nurse’s point of view. Time sped up and slowed down without warning.

Then one day, after the nurse splashed cold water on her face in the restroom, she looked up and saw a woman over fifty in the mirror.

The woman had been standing silently behind her the entire time, as if she had been watching her all along.

The nurse spun around to face her, her voice trembling. “You? I know you. You’re Feng Shan’s mother!”

That pregnant woman’s mother?

I was startled too. The next second, the woman suddenly stepped forward and cupped the nurse’s face in both hands.

Staring straight into the nurse’s eyes, she spoke rapidly. “Remember this. I buried Feng Shan in Row Nineteen, Plot Seven at Yueshan Cemetery. Find those seven beds and send them to the cemetery!”

“Remember, Yueshan Cemetery, Row Nineteen, Plot Seven. I’ve already arranged everything! Once they’re there, burn those seven bedside cards first…”

The woman’s aged face loomed large before my eyes, but her eyes were bright as two silver needles. As she spoke, her words seemed to stab straight into my mind.

I suddenly realized that this woman wasn’t speaking to the nurse.

She was using the nurse’s memory to speak to me.

Just then, darkness gradually closed in from all sides. My vision began to flicker. I knew I was about to leave the nurse’s memory.

The woman’s voice also started to blur. “…They deliberately hid those seven cribs. There’s something filthy behind this hospital. I searched everywhere, but I couldn’t find them.”

“…Calculating this divination has taken everything I have. If they want to use my daughter’s power, they’ll definitely choose the day the Ghost Gate Opens. You must be careful.”

In the end, the darkness swallowed everything. At the instant I was pulled out completely, I heard the woman’s final words.

“…I’m sorry. I failed to raise her properly.”

I returned to reality once more. The nurse was standing right in front of me.

I didn’t know when she had died, but it seemed she had trapped herself here.

Liu Wu had taken everything from this place, yet he had left only her behind.

Or perhaps she had refused to leave. She had been waiting for me.

“I won’t forgive you…”

I looked at her and said, “But this time, you may have saved many more children.”

The nurse cried. A single tear of blood slid down her face in silence, and then she turned into a cloud of smoke and vanished.

I hoped that she had atoned for her sins and gone where she was meant to go.

When I walked out of the old building of Maternal and Child Hospital No. 3, the moon in the sky was already full.

The Ghost Festival had arrived.