Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
An Fengyang was now dressed in a patient’s smock and was wearing a wig. He even has a bandage on him which had been clearly wrapped by Shui Anluo.
An Fengyang smacked her on the forehead and pushed her into the bathroom.
“Is your head alright?” An Fengyang asked worriedly because the washroom was much too humid.
Shui Anluo shook her head. “I’m fine.”
An Fengyang nodded and closed the bathroom door before walking out.
Shui Anluo stood in the bathroom and stared at herself in the mirror. Her head was still bandaged and even her face looked as if there was not a single drop of blood left.
“Shui Anluo, how did you end up like this?” Shui Anluo sighed and said. She stroked her reflection in the mirror.
As Shui Anluo spoke, she heard a voice outside. She lowered her hand and walked to the bathroom door to look outside.
“Doctor Lan.” Uncle Chu stopped Lan Xin in her tracks.
Qiao Yaruan got up but was pulled back by Feng Feng. She turned around.
Feng Feng smirked. “The show’s just starting. The Boss has never delayed the process of anything that he does.”
“Are you saying that…” Qiao Yaruan asked in confusion.
Feng Feng gestured at her to keep quiet and continued to watch them.
Lan Xin looked a little helpless. “Uncle Chu, I’m here to change medication.”
Uncle Chu lowered his head to look at the medicine bottle in her hand. “Change medication?”
“That’s right, Junior Sister is badly injured. If she isn’t given this painkiller, she might wake up in the middle of the night from the pain,” Lan Xin explained patiently.
Uncle Chu turned around and checked the room before he nodded. “Go on in, Doctor Lan.”
Lan Xin nodded and the pushed the door to go in.
Qiao Yaruan got up to follow her but Uncle Chu hinted at her to stay away.
Qiao Yaruan understood and paused before she turned to Feng Feng. “Will she be alright in there? What’s she holding?”
“Euthanasia,” Feng Feng calmly replied.
“What?” Qiao Yaruan gasped in shock and immediately covered her mouth. She dragged Feng Feng aside. “Why’re you letting her in? What if…”
“Don’t worry, the Boss has taken care of it. Just wait for her to get her way,” Feng Feng calmly replied.
Qiao Yaruan turned to the ward, she now felt even more afraid of Chu Ningyi.
After Lan Xin walked in, she stared at the figure whose back was toward her. Her eyes landed on the person’s bandage then at the medicine bottle. She slowly said, “Shui Anluo, I never thought that you’d end up in my grasp again.”
Shui Anluo clutched the bathroom door handle with one hand as she watched her nervously from the crack. She needs to ensure that she does not administer the medicine because the needle has actually been poked into her beautiful brother’s hand.
Lan Xin did not pour the medication in at first and simply stood by the bed and watched her.
“Shui Anluo, do you know when I first heard about you?” Lan Xin asked softly. “It was three years ago. Your name was on his blog. He seemed to talk about you every day. Three years, that’s more than a thousand days and nights. He still loved you even when you were married. When you got divorced, he had been so excited. How enviable, a woman who’s been divorced… Yet he had not disapproved at all.”
Shui Anluo lowered her eyelids as her hand shivered around the door handle. Senior Brother, how could she return such a deep affection?
However, his deep affection had placed her in danger. She did not know if this was a good thing or not.
“Did you know why I came back? It’s because you’ve been alive for too long. I’d rather have him grieve over a dead person than have a living one standing next to him,” Lan Xin said again and slowly lifted her hand. It seems that she was going to change the medication now.