Translator: CinderTL
Realizing the mistake she had made, Weiwei couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. "I'm sorry, I was too anxious, so..."
Huai Yi shook his head. "It's fine. That Ghost probably won't return for now, but we... we should still be careful. It's always better to err on the side of caution."
"Alright."
Weiwei supported Huai Yi as they slowly made their way up the stairs. Blood dripped onto the floor, as if it were free.
It even splashed onto Weiwei's shoes.
Finally, they reached the nurse station on the fourth floor, but unfortunately, through the glass window, the station was completely empty.
"This is bad!" Weiwei's eyebrows furrowed in worry.
"It's okay," Huai Yi said, panting heavily. "Let's go in first. There should be emergency medical supplies inside. I can handle it myself for now."
"But you're so badly injured. What if the wound gets infected?" Weiwei said with concern.
"At this point, we can't worry about that. Just help me inside!" Huai Yi insisted.
It was unclear whether the nurse had been lazy or if there was another reason, but the glass door to the nurse station opened with a simple push—it wasn't locked.
Once inside, Weiwei first helped the severely injured Huai Yi sit down, then began searching for first aid supplies.
Finally, she found several large rolls of gauze and a few glass bottles of medicine from a conspicuous wooden box.
Huai Yi took them and began skillfully bandaging his wounds. Although his technique was rough, it was effective. It was clear that this wasn't the first time he had been injured.
It was hard to imagine what this man had gone through before.
Seeing that the bleeding seemed to be slowing down, Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief. She turned around, intending to look for other medications to treat external injuries.
But as she glanced toward the door, her gaze froze.
It was a strange feeling. There was clearly nothing near the door—it was even clean and tidy—but she felt as though she had forgotten something very important.
After a moment, Weiwei's eyes suddenly widened.
Her pupils narrowed into slits.
She finally understood why she had felt that way.
It was the floor! The white marble floor was so clean that it reflected their shadows, and there was... not a single bloodstain on it.
How was that possible?
Huai Yi was severely injured. The wound on his abdomen had been bleeding nonstop as they walked, and his pants and shoes were already soaked in blood.
Every step he took left a bloody footprint on the ground.
Fear began to explode in her mind, and more and more anomalies she had previously overlooked started to surface.
Since encountering Huai Yi behind her, she hadn't run into a single living person.
From the second floor all the way to the fourth floor.
Even as they walked through the hallway to get here.
Not a single one.
She hadn't even heard any sounds.
It was as if the entire world had been reduced to only the sounds of nature, and any traces of human activity had been erased.
The area around them was as silent as death.
And his wound kept bleeding profusely, as if it were free. How could anyone's blood withstand such a loss? He should have died from blood loss long ago.
Because the floor in the hospital hallway was dark in color, she hadn't noticed the issue with the blood as they walked.
But now, looking back, the blood from Huai Yi behind her was only concentrated in a very small area around him.
Of course, as long as it was enough to deceive her, that was all that mattered.
The first Huai Yi who appeared was not a Ghost, but the one behind her was!! At this critical moment, Weiwei displayed remarkable composure. Although she had never experienced such a perilous situation before, she judged the Ghost's behavior.
As long as she pretended not to notice, she might be able to buy some more time.
And with a little more time, there would be an opportunity! "Weiwei," came Huai Yi's voice from behind, "What are you thinking about?"
Hearing this, Weiwei quickly reacted, then looked around as if searching for something, "I was trying to find some medicine to stop the bleeding."
"No need," Huai Yi exhaled and said, "I've already bandaged it, and I should be able to hold on until the mission is over."
A huge weight lifted from Weiwei's heart; it seemed he hadn't realized that she had already seen through him.
After adjusting her mindset, Weiwei turned around, her expression as normal as ever, and looked at Huai Yi sitting on the chair with concern, "How are you feeling?"
"Much better," Huai Yi said, "Just lost a lot of blood, feeling a bit dizzy."
"Don't worry about others, Wang Changguo has already gone to inform Lin Wan'er," Weiwei said with certainty, "I think he will find a way."
"I hope so," Huai Yi looked into Weiwei's eyes, nodded, and said, "I didn't expect the mission to be this dangerous; I was careless."
"Don't say that, it's not just your responsibility. Besides, now we've located the Ghost, and we have the upper hand this time."
Hearing this, Huai Yi gave a bitter smile, then nodded, "You're right, could you get me a glass of water?" He licked his dry lips, "I ran all the way back, I'm really thirsty."
Weiwei immediately walked over to the kettle, lifted it, and found there was still water inside. She took a glass that was upside down on the side, filled it to the brim with water.
Then she handed it to Huai Yi.
But to Weiwei's surprise, Huai Yi did not take it. Instead, he looked at her with a playful gaze.
Now it was Weiwei's turn to panic, but her expression remained unchanged, as if nothing had happened, and there was even a look of confusion in her eyes as to why Huai Yi wasn't taking the glass.
After a moment, Huai Yi suddenly laughed, "So you've already figured it out."
As soon as these words were spoken, Weiwei immediately felt the temperature around her drop several degrees.
What frightened her even more was that "Huai Yi's" voice had also changed.
The pitch rose, the voice became shrill, and although there was still a part of Huai Yi's voice in it, it was now clearly mixed with a woman's voice.
The woman was not old, but her resentment was overwhelming.
"What... what are you talking about?" Weiwei was still making her final effort, forcing out a very difficult smile, but the glass of water in her hand ultimately betrayed her.
The water in the glass shook violently, spilling out continuously.
"First, let's stop the bleeding, then we'll go... go find the others together. I know where they all are," Weiwei was on the verge of tears, but she dared not cry.
"Stop the bleeding," the "Huai Yi" with a twisted face nodded, then, under Weiwei's gaze, slowly tore open the bandage on his abdomen.
Inside were three bloody wounds.
But then, a horrifying scene unfolded. Something seemed to be slowly wriggling inside the wound, and as it moved, the wound began to heal at a visible rate.
Soon, there was no trace of it left.
The area where the injury had been was not only completely healed but also remarkably smooth.
"The bleeding has stopped now," Huai Yi said, lifting the hem of his clothes with one hand and smiling as he looked up. The flesh on his face was continuously peeling off, his lips hanging near his chin, revealing a mouthful of teeth stained with pus and blood.
Weiwei's water cup fell to the ground with a loud "crack," shattering into pieces.
(End of the Chapter)
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