Soul Patch

Chapter 75 No overnight stay allowed

At this moment, Jia Nan stood a few steps away from Wen Jie, her usually indifferent gaze now incredibly sharp, as if she wanted to cleave Wen Jie in two.

As he spoke, he reached into his pocket and fiddled with something inside.

Wenjie glanced at Huang Weiwei, who was fast asleep on the bed, and then at Jia Nan.

It's clear that Jia Nan isn't really interested in Huang Weiwei; Huang Weiwei is just a pretext to lure him here.

It's even possible that Jia Nan drugged Huang Weiwei.

Or perhaps, they drugged all three of them!

Thinking of this, Wenjie felt a little dizzy. He subconsciously shook his head, forcing himself to stay awake; he should tell Yang Shanshan to hurry up and escape.

"Yang Shanshan..."

Wenjie shouted downstairs, but there was no response.

The wind rustled through the curtains, but otherwise the huge villa was eerily quiet.

"You said you'd seen me before?" Wenjie stared at Jia Nan, his gaze resolute and unwavering.

Jia Nan didn't reply; he stared intently at Wen Jie. His eyes seemed to blaze with fire, his emotions completely ignited, filled with an uncontrollable excitement.

"Many people have met me before; perhaps you've just met someone who looks somewhat like me?"

After Wenjie finished speaking, he ignored Jia Nan and walked towards the door.

Jia Nan watched Wenjie silently as he drew closer.

He had a piece of rope in his pocket, the kind of rope that could strangle someone in a minute if wrapped around their neck.

And he was planning to give it a try.

"what……"

A scream came from downstairs.

Wenjie and Jia Nan were both surprised to hear this.

Wenjie had considered the worst-case scenario beforehand, so he wasn't really that surprised.

The one who was truly surprised was Jia Nan. His attention was focused on the rope in his pocket and Wen Jie. The sudden shout startled him so much that it felt like his soul left his body.

He stared blankly at Wenjie, then looked towards the stairwell.

What happened? There were sleeping pills in her drink! Yang Shanshan should have been asleep by now!

Even if you drank a small amount and didn't fall asleep, you shouldn't have screamed like that!

"What happened?" Jia Nan muttered.

"I don't know!" Wenjie said, glancing at Jia Nan, who seemed terrified.

Jia Nan looked at Wen Jie, puzzled as to why the painting was so unpredictable.

One second I'm about to kill you behind your back, the next second you turn around and ask me for a light.

I looked around and saw that there was really no one else nearby, so I took the initiative to present the lighter to you.

Wenjie was momentarily dazed, feeling like the system had driven him crazy, even though Jia Nan had said something completely ordinary.

Why did I start to suspect such evil and malicious things?

Damn system confidentiality principles.

It's driving people crazy.

It's estimated that Jia Nan, who was a child, saw him using the system to complete a task.

Wenjie knew that leaking the system's secrets would get him struck by lightning, and he instantly felt like he had touched a sore spot.

It immediately bristled!

The two rushed to the lobby on the first floor.

In the center of the living room, under the crystal chandelier, An Ran was seen holding Yang Shanshan, anxiously making a phone call.

In fact, the girl in An Ran's arms was all red, and her delicate little face was now swollen like a pig's head.

With her body so swollen, no one would recognize her as Yang Shanshan.

They knew it was Yang Shanshan, mainly because there were only a few people in the room.

Yang Shanshan's body was covered in fine red rashes, which quickly merged into patches, swelled up, and looked terrifying.

"What's wrong with her?" Jia Nan clearly hadn't grasped the situation where a beautiful woman could turn into a wild beast in the blink of an eye while just going upstairs.

"She's allergic to cherries. Does our juice contain cherries?"

"Ah! Yes, there are! Cherry juice, plum juice, peach juice, cantaloupe juice, and other fruit juices!" An Ran exclaimed in surprise.

She must have been terrified; her voice cracked as she shouted. She then clicked her tongue in surprise; it was the first time she'd ever heard of a cherry allergy.

Wenjie knew about the allergy, but he had completely forgotten about it.

One instance of inadequate care causing Yang Shanshan to have an allergic reaction can be explained as a lack of understanding of the situation; but two instances, I really don't know how to explain it.

Wenjie was filled with regret. Why hadn't he reminded Yang Shanshan when she was drinking her juice?

"An Ran, have you called an ambulance?" Jia Nan asked.

"I've already called 120, they should be here in about twenty minutes."

Wenjie and Jia Nan worked together to lift Yang Shanshan onto the sofa, and An Ran used a towel to apply a compress to Yang Shanshan's forehead to cool her down.

The two stood to the side, their gazes meeting when they looked away from Yang Shanshan.

And then it dodged it again!

Wenjie didn't want to give Jia Nan an opportunity to delve into the system's problems.

Jia Nan repeatedly recalled his conversation with Wen Jie upstairs, and after confirming that he hadn't alerted the enemy, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The beer was all freshly opened, so he put the sleeping pills in the juice that An Ran brewed.

The fruit juice effectively masked the bitterness of the sleeping pills.

Wenjie didn't drink the juice, and as for beer, he claimed he couldn't hold his liquor and wouldn't drink much no matter how much they urged him to...

There was no way around it; with Yang Shanshan present, Wenjie was bound to have some reservations.

He would never get so drunk that he would embarrass himself in front of Yang Shanshan's friends.

Ten minutes later, the sound of an ambulance grew louder as it approached, and soon several doctors carrying a stretcher rushed to the scene.

They first checked Yang Shanshan's basic vital signs, and after calling her name twice and seeing that she did not respond, they lifted her into the ambulance.

"The patient has lost consciousness and needs to be taken to the hospital for emergency treatment. A family member should accompany him/her."

After giving his instructions, the doctor looked at the two men at the scene.

Strangely enough, the doctor first looked at Wenjie.

"I'll go to the hospital to be with Yang Shanshan!"

Wenjie spoke to Jia Nan, which was his way of saying goodbye.

Jia Nan nodded faintly, glancing at the red Mazda 6 parked near the ambulance, before remembering Huang Weiwei sleeping upstairs.

"Oh, as soon as Huang Weiwei woke up, I told her to go to the hospital to see Yang Shanshan."

Thank you! Thank you for your hospitality! I'm sorry to have troubled you!

Wenjie's mind was entirely on Yang Shanshan, but he still exchanged pleasantries with Jia Nan out of politeness.

"I'm ashamed. I didn't know this would happen. It was my oversight."

Jia Nan lowered her head and looked down.

"Jia Nan, don't take it to heart, this was purely an accident."

Seeing that the ambulance was about to start moving, Wenjie hurriedly said, "I'm leaving now, we'll talk later."

Jia Nan went up to the second floor, leaned over the railing of the terrace, and watched the ambulance drive away, its siren finally disappearing over the villa.

……

Wenjie accompanied Yang Shanshan to the hospital. After Yang Shanshan was taken into the emergency room, he was left to wait in the hospital corridor.

He took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket, but instead of lighting it, he held the cigarette in his hand and played with it.

An old man walked towards Wenjie and gave him a chuckle.

Seeing how polite the other person was, Wenjie assumed he wanted to ask for directions.

He looked at the old man standing not far away, smiling at him, with surprise: "You... need something?"

"Oh...it's nothing! You go about your business, young man."

The old man rubbed his chapped hands and pursed his dry lips.

"Grandpa, do you... want to have a smoke too?" Wenjie glanced at the old man's fingernails, which were blackened by tobacco smoke.

"Oh..." The old man's eyebrows and eyes scrunched up, his wrinkles twisting into a flower shape.

Seeing this, Wenjie took a cigarette from the cigarette box and threw it to the old man.

The old man opened his palm and caught it perfectly, without missing a beat.

The old man reached into his pocket, and Wenjie smiled, lit a cigarette, and tossed the lighter to the old man.

"Alright!" The old man in front of him slapped his thigh, quickly came over, and stuffed the cigarettes and lighter into Wenjie's pocket.

"Two hundred yuan a piece, young man, pay up!"

Wenjie had just put the cigarette in his mouth and taken a deep drag.

Seeing the old man rush up to him, he spread his rough hands.

Cough, cough, cough, the smoke choked his nasal cavity, and Wenjie coughed violently.

"..."

Wenjie put out his cigarette and looked around for a trash can.

The old man seemed to have anticipated this, and he turned his head and pointed to the corner of the emergency room.

Wenjie lowered his head and held his forehead. There was no need to look anymore; there was definitely a camera there.

He reached into his pockets, which were now emptier than his face.

After rummaging around for a while, I pulled out a few crumpled banknotes.

The largest denomination is only ten yuan. Wenjie asked with a bitter face, "Can you scan the code?"

The old man in front of me pulled out a QR code for paying fines from his pocket, his wrinkles deepening: "WeChat or Alipay?"

Wenjie obediently took out his phone, and before scanning the code, he said impatiently, "Get an invoice!"

"Okay, 200 for an invoice, 100 without an invoice."

Well, this kind of thing can't be compromised. If you don't give an invoice, how will anyone know who ends up with the fine?

Wenjie's hand trembled, and he transferred 100.

Oh well, every little bit helps.

"Ding! Alipay received 100 yuan." The old man got up and walked towards the ward in the corridor, where two young men were loitering.

"Grandpa, don't rush off, can I ask you something?"

"Young man, I'm an old man with little education. I'm only in charge of collecting fines, so please don't make fun of me!"

The old man put the payment QR code into his pants pocket and turned to leave.

"Sir, would you remember someone you met more than ten years ago?"

"Oh? Well, it depends on the circumstances. If you meet me and I'm fined 100 yuan, then I'll definitely remember it."

"Hehe, old man, you're quite humorous. That's not what I meant. I'm not that vengeful." Wenjie was a little dumbfounded.

"If you just pass by someone, unless they're a stunning beauty, you won't remember them."

After finishing his sentence, the old man leisurely walked towards another person in the corridor who was about to light a cigarette.

Wenjie watched the old man's retreating figure, lost in thought.

Yes, nobody remembers what a random passerby said for over a decade.

Wenjie unconsciously took out a cigarette again, glanced at the old man in the corridor, and walked towards the hospital entrance with the cigarette between his fingers.

After smoking a cigarette, when I returned to the emergency room, Yang Shanshan had already been wheeled into a ward.

After the two sets of IV fluids were finished, the allergy subsided, and there was nothing seriously wrong.

Allergies are such strange things; they come on strong and overwhelming, leaving you defenseless. But after allergy treatment, they subside immediately, and you recover completely.

When Wenjie dropped Yang Shanshan off at home, it was already past six o'clock in the evening. Yang Shanshan asked Wenjie if he wanted to come up for a while and have dinner.

Looking at Yang Shanshan, who was suffering from allergies, he felt a pang of reluctance. She was thin and delicate, like Xi Shi.

But if I go up there now, will I be able to get home tonight?

On Yang Shanshan's fair wrist, there was still a white medical hemostatic tape left from an IV drip.

At this point... it would be considered taking advantage of someone's vulnerability!

(End of this chapter)