Chapter 26: Han Lingling? The Big Sister?
Chapter 26: Han Lingling? The Big Sister?
Uh...
This prompt message really looks like the system is just watching the show for amusement.
Well, if it wants to watch, let it watch.
After all, who would refuse a reward within arm’s reach?
Ignoring the furious glare from Yu Fangfang beside him, Duan Ming walked straight toward Zhou Mengyue.
Zhou Mengyue’s cheeks flushed rosy red, her heart pounding wildly.
He’s coming over—is he here to find me?
Duan Ming said, “Excuse me...”
Oh my god! He’s talking to me!
Before Duan Ming could finish, Zhou Mengyue poured out information like spilling beans.
“The head nurse isn’t here right now; she went to the third floor. There’s a patient throwing a tantrum and refusing to take medicine. The orderlies on the third floor can’t handle it and have already asked the fourth floor for help. Do you want to see her now? Although orderlies aren’t allowed to roam between floors, especially you from the kitchen, if you really need to, I can take you up.”
Along with her rapid words appeared...
[Zhou Mengyue Friendliness +20]
[Zhou Mengyue Friendliness Maxed]
[Reward: 1. Phantom Energy +30]
[2. Love Curling Iron]
[3. Three Scented Candles, 500 Million Ghost Coins]
[Love Curling Iron]
[Demonic Spirit Level]
[Item Description: A weapon with no lethality, but if hit by it, one will uncontrollably feel love.]
Duan Ming: “”
Wait, that’s already maxed?
Just as he was calculating his gains, Yu Fangfang exploded beside him.
“Zhou Mengyue, are you crazy? Do you realize what you’re doing? Helping an outsider? Don’t you know what would happen if the head nurse finds out?”
“But he really seems sincere about joining the orderly department,” Zhou Mengyue replied, eyes never leaving Duan Ming, speaking sweetly.
“You! He hasn’t even said anything. How can you tell?”
“His eyes are very sincere.”
Yu Fangfang slapped her forehead.
This fool is beyond saving.
Zhou Mengyue ignored her, hopping over to Duan Ming with big blinking eyes.
“Little brother, what’s your name?”
“Uh, I’m Duan Ming.”
“Duan Ming? That’s a nice name!”
“Then, Little Brother Duan Ming, let’s go, teehee~”
Unexpectedly smooth.
Turns out being handsome really allows one to do as he pleases.
Duan Ming touched his face and praised himself again, then followed closely behind Zhou Mengyue, leaving Yu Fangfang gnashing her teeth in place.
...
Qin Wei felt everything had been going wrong lately.
Having finally been promoted to Demonic Spirit level and obtained a supervisor position in the official financial community, who would have thought the neighborhood boss would drag him along to meet that terrifying person in room 604?
Great, just as the good days were about to begin, he was beaten to near paralysis.
Moreover, that big shot’s attack didn’t just scatter his phantom energy. Since being knocked downstairs, Qin Wei felt a force continuously destroying his healing, barely able to maintain his undead state with all his ghost energy combined.
So he ended up at Qingshan Hospital.
Staying in room 317.
Sitting idly on the pristine hospital bed, Qin Wei was accompanied by a large dog spirit.
“Hey!”
He kicked the dog.
“That guy named Duan Ming really disappeared?”
The dog wagged its tail wildly: “Yeah, a week ago, all of them vanished overnight. Those employees disappeared from the ghost realm simultaneously. They were supposed to serve at least seven days, but gone after just one. Strange, right?”
Qin Wei frowned slightly. “Hmm, that is unusual.”
“That Duan Ming guy was actually pretty good. If he hadn’t slipped me that one million ghost coins back then, I probably wouldn’t have lasted long before dissipating. I owe him big time.”
“Now that I mention it, I miss him a bit. Weird.”
“Yeah, Duan Ming was really something,” the dog thought of those delicious thigh bones.
At that moment, a knock sounded at the door.
Qin Wei’s expression instantly twisted into a snarl, shouting, “How many times have I said it! I’m not taking medicine! Do you think I don’t know whether your drugs work? Bring someone who can cure me!”
Outside came a timid voice, “But your current condition could improve with some medicine.”
“Improve my ass!” Qin Wei cursed. “I hate taking medicine the most! I know my body best! Get lost!”
Silence fell outside.
Then, a clear feminine voice rang coldly.
“Move aside!”
Next, a loud bang—the door was forcefully kicked open. Six people entered in single file, led by a woman.
If Duan Ming were here, his jaw would have dropped.
Isn’t that Han Lingling?
At this moment, Han Lingling bore none of her gentle and fragile demeanor from the real world; instead, her face was icy with frost. She lifted her chin toward the person behind her.
“So this one refuses to take medicine?”
“Y-yes... but Big Sister, be careful. He was originally Demonic Spirit level.”
Han Lingling scoffed disdainfully, “You said it yourself—originally. Now, he’s just a ghostly patient barely clinging to survival.”
“I finally understand why your third floor got almost wiped out. If you always face ghosts with fear, you’ll easily fall into their trap.”
“Now, I’ll teach you the first lesson of the ghost realm: everything needs special treatment for special circumstances.”
Saying this, she grabbed a bottle of medicine from the tray and strode toward Qin Wei.
Being a true Demonic Spirit level ghost, Qin Wei had never been so openly disrespected by a living person. Anger surged as he stood up abruptly, his cold voice full of threat.
“You better know who you’re talking to! Even the head nurse wouldn’t dare speak like this.”
Just then, another sound at the door.
“Oh? Really? I’m right here.”
The group turned to see a woman in a tight white skirt, her head wrapped thickly in bandages, leaning seductively against the doorframe, looking like she was enjoying the show.
A Silent Hill vibe.
The men swallowed hard at her alluring presence.
This was their first time meeting the head nurse.
Likewise, it was the head nurse’s first encounter with this group of intruders.
She had heard that the fourth floor had a female orderly with remarkable spiritual power who kept almost all the ghosts on that floor well controlled. Taking advantage of a lull, she came to see just how impressive this orderly really was.
So far, she was satisfied with the performance.
She signaled Han Lingling to continue.
Han Lingling nodded, turning back to the somewhat embarrassed Qin Wei. Suddenly, she kicked him hard.
Qin Wei was nearly powerless now; he couldn’t withstand the blow and was kicked cleanly into the corner. As he tried to rise, a strong force pressed down on his chest—a merciless foot from Han Lingling holding him down firmly.
“Will you take it or not?”
Qin Wei felt immense humiliation but was utterly unable to break free. He clenched his lips and glared back.
Han Lingling was unsympathetic. She stretched a hand back, “Bring the tools.”
The man who spoke earlier hurriedly handed over a metal device.
Han Lingling examined it, her expression turning strange.
“You usually carry a speculum with you?”
“Ah, forget it, we’ll make do.”
She tried to shove the device into Qin Wei’s mouth.
“Bear with it. It might hurt a bit.”
The big black dog: “Σ(゜ロ゜;)”
That phrase sounded eerily familiar.
Qin Wei wanted to open his mouth but was reluctant, his emotions fluctuating wildly, almost in tears.
Suddenly, a heavenly voice sounded at the door.
“Sister Lingling?”
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