Chapter 66

Yan Yu's voice came from the left.

Su Cheng reached out and took the hand that was tentatively reaching out to her.

Perhaps Yan Yu was a little nervous, for her palms were sweaty and somewhat cold.

"Liu Yue and I are already holding hands," Mo Yiyi replied softly.

Liu Yue: "I've also found someone else."

"Hmm, who else am I holding onto?" It was Yan Yu's voice.

"I am Song Yichi."

Su Cheng's words caught in her throat; Yan Yu was still holding Song Yichi.

There was no doubt that Mo Yiyi was holding Liu Yue's hand, and there was someone behind Liu Yue as well, while Yan Yu responded to Liu Yue.

If Yan Yu is between Liu Yue and Song Yichi, then who is Su Cheng holding hands with now?

Was it really Yan Yu who suggested holding hands just now?

Did those words really come from the same person to everyone?

Su Cheng's expression tightened, and realizing something was wrong, she immediately tried to pull her hand away, but it was held tightly. The other person's hand suddenly became very cold and stiff!

She is not Yan Yu!

Su Cheng quickly chanted the Fire-Attracting Art, and a faint blue flame ignited beside her, illuminating the face of the person next to her.

It was Yan Yu's face, but the symmetrical smile on her face seemed out of place.

That smile is exactly the same as the one of the volunteers in the lobby.

"Su Cheng... what are you doing? Why are you burning me?"

"Yan Yu" asked with a smile, but her face melted like wax, emitting a pungent burnt smell, and within seconds only a few drops of wax remained on the ground.

The fleeting blue light allowed Su Cheng to see her surroundings. Yan Yu and the others were nowhere to be found, leaving her alone at the stairwell.

The darkness dissipated slightly, revealing a door gleaming with a dark red light—the door to the tenth floor.

Su Cheng gripped the boning knife tightly and pushed open the door.

Behind the door was a room with red walls and floor. The room was empty except for a baby cradle placed in the center.

The door disappeared after Su Cheng entered.

The red throughout the space provides a strong visual stimulus; this red is not a dark color, but rather the bright red of blood.

A color that evokes discomfort and a sense of crisis.

"Giggle..."

"Eee-yah-yah"

The baby's babbling sounds came from inside the cradle.

Su Cheng immediately thought of the fetal remains in the clinic and cautiously approached with a boning knife in hand.

The baby in the cradle was not what Su Cheng had expected; it had fair skin, bright eyes, and was small, just like any other baby.

Su Cheng remained vigilant; could the baby in the eerie red room be a normal baby?

She raised her knife to stab, but then saw the baby reach out to her, uttering two indistinct words. "Mom... Mom..."

A strange flutter welled up in Su Cheng's heart, and her hand holding the boning knife became slightly unsteady.

"Mom... Mom?" The baby was still learning to speak, her little hand waving slightly as if urging her to hold her.

A strong feeling of pity welled up in Su Cheng's heart, an emotion derived from her hormones, abruptly extinguishing her murderous intent!

Su Cheng's breathing became heavy, and her wrist trembled slightly from the effort of suppressing it, unable to lift it no matter what she did.

She suddenly longed to hug the innocent child in the cradle and respond to that call from her bloodline.

But her mind was clear: she didn't really like children and had no intention of having any. She couldn't just suddenly have a child of her own blood.

Consciousness and emotion vie for control of the body; amidst the baby's innocent laughter, the boning knife laboriously moves downward inch by inch.

Just as the knife tip was about to touch the baby, a pair of hands picked her up.

It's Mu Ling.

She finally woke up.

Su Cheng relaxed considerably, and the force that had been restraining the boning knife suddenly dissipated with the appearance of Mu Ling.

Mu Ling shook the baby in her arms, "How long have I been asleep? How did you give birth?"

She played with the baby, in a great mood after just waking up. "Oh my, you know what? It looks just like you! Why don't we take it home and raise it?"

"..."

The information about Mu Ling on the bracelet has been updated:

Name: Mu Ling

Identity: Vengeful Ghost

Gender: Female

Age: 22

Status: Normal

Skills: [Bizarre Threads: Long, supple yet sharp hair formed from condensed resentment, capable of binding and strangling], [Shared Senses: Able to achieve Shared Senses with the contractor through sight, hearing, and smell], [Ghost Mark: Can mark a designated target; when the target appears within the mark's effective range, can instantly teleport behind them]

Mu Ling has already advanced to the level of Vengeful Ghost, no wonder she can move freely in the red room without any restrictions.

"I prepared this surprise for you because you've been sleeping for so long. How is it? Do you like it?"

Mu Ling pouted, "What kind of surprise is this? It's not even my child."

She opened her arms, and the falling baby vanished in mid-air.

Mu Ling looked around the red room. "Looks like I woke up at just the right time."

Her ghostly aura stirred slightly, causing the surroundings to shift and revealing the space where Su Cheng truly existed.

They were still on the ninth floor, leading to the operating room.

Su Cheng was standing on the edge of the steps; if she took another step forward, she would slip and tumble down...

If she had picked up the baby, she might have taken that fatal step.

"I sensed a terrifying aura," Mu Ling frowned, "It makes me very uncomfortable."

As a ghost, Mu Ling is more sensitive to the aura of her own kind.

But Liu Huizi's strength shouldn't be enough for Mu Ling to describe her as "terrifying"... Could there be an even more powerful ghost with Liu Huizi?

Above the Vengeful Ghost lies the Ghost King.

Su Cheng's heart tightened slightly; the mere mention of the words "Ghost King" made her instinctively feel danger.

But she had no way out; to complete her mission, she had to knowingly venture into dangerous territory.

"Can you sense the location of that aura?"

Mu Ling looked at the stairs leading to the tenth floor, "I have a vague feeling that it's up there."

She pointed to the door on the ninth floor, "There's a female ghost and a few living people inside. Are the living people with you?"

"Yes, let's go find them first."

Su Cheng walked through the half-closed door. With Mu Ling by her side, her eyes were no longer blinded. The gray, empty corridor had operating rooms located on the side.

Each operating room is numbered, and four of them have green lights indicating that surgery is in progress.

A slender figure was lying upside down on the ceiling above, clinging to it like a spider. Its grayish-white limbs stood out in the darkness, and its long, narrow, bright red eyes were filled with ferocity.

It didn't look at Su Cheng, but stared at Mu Ling beside her.

Perhaps this is why it didn't launch a sudden sneak attack.

Su Cheng: "I'm leaving it to you. I'm going to rescue people first."

"OK."

As Mu Ling finished speaking, black lines appeared on her porcelain-white face, revealing a ghostly appearance, and her fine black hair spread like threads throughout the corridor.

After advancing to become Vengeful Ghost, Mu Ling's aura became several times stronger than before!

"Roar--"

Liu Huizi roared furiously, Red Resentment and black threads intertwined, both trying to devour the other...

Su Cheng took the opportunity to enter the operating room, which had a green light on.

Song Yichi was lying on the operating table, his eyes tightly closed, drenched in sweat, and looking extremely pained.

The scalpel in his hand was pressed against his forehead, the tip against the center of his forehead, the blade trembling but not advancing another inch.

Su Cheng quickly went over, grabbed his wrist, and with a slight twist, took the knife away.

But Song Yichi still hadn't woken up. He was covered in sweat, his tightly closed eyelids trembled incessantly, and his lips were bitten until they turned white.

Su Cheng pondered for a moment, then channeled the Qi within her body into his body through her fingertips.

After entering Song Yichi's body, the white mist-like Qi flowed around, searching for the hidden Red Resentment in his mind.

The White Qi merged with the Red Resentment and dissipated together.

Song Yichi finally managed to open his eyes. He was breathing heavily, and his eyes were glazed over for a moment before regaining their focus.

Looking around, he instantly understood the situation and said gratefully, "Thank you."

"Yes, you just stabbed yourself in the forehead with a knife."

After giving her reminder, Su Cheng walked towards the sensor door connecting to the next ward. "The others are still in other operating rooms. Slow down and catch up."

"Good."

Song Yichi climbed off the operating table, took out the repair medicine and drank it down, hurriedly patched his forehead, and quickly followed.

A note from the author:

The three-part competition: Golden Leaf Hospital (in progress), Golden Leaf High School (to be visited), Golden Leaf Pharmaceutical Factory (to be visited).

Chapter 66

Yan Yu was in the next operating room. Perhaps because of her Mental Barrier, her condition Song Yichi's.

It simply stood in the corner and paced back and forth, without exhibiting any self-harming behavior for the time being.

After the White Qi entered the body, the person quickly regained consciousness.

Liu Yue and Mo Yiyi, who were in the next two operating rooms, were not so lucky.

Mo Yiyi, in a state of mental derangement, held a knife and muttered incantations, her body covered in blood. Liu Yue, meanwhile, banged her head against the wall, as if possessed, smashing her forehead until it bled profusely.

After Su Cheng guided her Qi to devour the Red Resentment within each of them, they slowly regained consciousness.

Ouch! That hurts...

Mo Yiyi and Liu Yue felt a mix of fear and excruciating pain, their legs going weak as they slumped down against the wall.

Song Yichi reminded them, "You've lost quite a bit of blood. It's best to rest immediately and take the hemostatic medication provided by the apartment."

The two women were still somewhat dazed, their faces pale as they followed instructions. Thankfully, they had stocked up on enough medication this time; otherwise, the situation would have been even worse.

"You'd better not go up," Su Cheng suggested.

If she hadn't arrived just in time, Mo Yiyi and Liu Yue would likely have died from blood loss, and their current condition was not suitable for them to continue their adventure to the rooftop.

Mo Yiyi and Liu Yue naturally understood Su Cheng's meaning. After this experience, they were truly frightened. If they wanted points again, they would have to be alive to get them.

"Is it safe for us to stay here?" Mo Yiyi asked weakly. Her body was covered with knife wounds of all sizes; she was lucky that none of them had severed her major arteries.