"Move the bed..." Wan Ming's face paled, as if she was still shaken by what had happened.
"There's no need for that, is there?" another voice cut in. Bai Xiaojie looked impatient, her gaze darting around the room. It was clear she didn't want to spend another minute in there. "Since she's fine, I think we should hurry back and get some rest. We can deal with anything else after daybreak."
"Miss Bai has a point." Jiang Zhao offered Wan Ming a few words of comfort, then stood up, intending to leave.
Jiang Cheng knew that staying there wasn't a good idea, but he needed to verify something.
He suspected the real Wan Ming was already dead, with her body hidden under the bed. The Wan Ming here now was a ghost in disguise. If they let her fool them, who knew what trouble she might cause?
And according to his understanding of the rules, exposing a ghost's disguise on the spot usually didn't cause anything to happen.
Wan Ming's evasive glances only deepened his suspicions.
Miao Qing also spoke reassuringly. "Miss Wan, don't be afraid. It's fate that brought us together, and none of us wants to see you in danger. So please let us take a look."
Liu Hui promptly went over and helped Wan Ming out of bed. "Miss Wan, why are you sweating so much? Here, put the blanket around you."
Liu Hui's actions were perfectly natural, but Jiang Cheng couldn't help appreciating her even more. The girl was clever and had probably guessed what he was trying to do. And the fact that she dared to help someone who was very likely a ghost out of bed took a degree of courage most people lacked.
With Wan Ming no longer in the way, Miao Qing,