The Mysterious Card Maker: Starting with Zhang Jiao's Deification

Seeing Qin Muyao's serious expression, Lin Fan unconsciously clenched the blanket. He didn't answer immediately, his mind racing as he pondered how to reply.

"Is that what you think?" Lin Fan asked in a hoarse voice.

Qin Muyao lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously stroking the sheets, and her voice became much softer.

"When we were about to leave, those strange things blocked the exit. I led you away, but they kept chasing us, and we couldn't shake them off. Do you think they're because of what's on me...?"

"Don't overthink it!" Lin Fan interrupted her, trying to sound as relaxed as possible.

He shifted his body, trying to get up, but the wounds on his body were aggravated, causing him to hiss in pain and even his lips to twitch.

Seeing this, Qin Muyao quickly stepped forward to help him sit up.

Lin Fan leaned against the headboard and looked at Qin Muyao, whose face looked haggard, and said:

"This is our first time entering this secret realm. The strange things inside are always restless. Of course they would chase us if we barged in."

Lin Fan paused for a moment, then continued, "Don't take everything personally and scare yourself unnecessarily."

Qin Muyao opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but looking at Lin Fan's pale face, she swallowed her words back.

"Maybe... I'm overthinking it," she said softly, a hint of unease still lingering in her voice.

Lin Fan noticed her unease and said in a slightly joking tone.

"Didn't I say before that what if the mark is on me? I also appeared in that strange tide, so according to you, the probability of me and you being marked is the same?"

"No, none of us will!" Qin Muyao said earnestly, it was unclear whether she was comforting Lin Fan or herself.

Lin Fan didn't continue the topic. He looked down at the bandages on his body and wanted to move around a bit, but the pain made him give up the idea.

"When are we going back to Jiang City?"

"The doctor said you need to be observed for two days to make sure the poison doesn't relapse before you can leave," Qin Muyao said. "Besides, in your current state, you can't leave even if you wanted to."

"Okay, then we'll go back after we're discharged!" Lin Fan nodded and replied.

The ward was quiet for a moment. Lin Fan and Qin Muyao's eyes met briefly in the air before they quickly looked away.

"Gurgle"

A muffled thud came from Qin Muyao's stomach, clearly audible in the quiet ward.

Qin Muyao's face flushed red instantly. She covered her stomach with both hands and glared at Lin Fan: "What's wrong? I'm just hungry. What's with that expression?"

Lin Fan couldn't help but laugh, which aggravated the wound on his shoulder, and he hissed again, making him look quite comical.

"What are you laughing at? Stop laughing!"

"You didn't stay with me the whole time without even eating, did you?"

Qin Muyao's face flushed red as she said matter-of-factly, "That's right, you've been unconscious the whole time. Who will take care of you if I leave!"

As Lin Fan looked at her, he suddenly felt something gently touch a part of his heart.

"You're awake now, you can go." Lin Fan smiled as he looked at the young lady in front of him.

Qin Muyao hesitated for a moment, then stood up and looked at him again: "Are you sure you can manage on your own?"

"I'm not a three-year-old." Lin Fan moved his uninjured left hand. "See, I can move it. Besides, I'm not a nurse."

Qin Muyao stared at him for two seconds, making sure he wasn't just putting on a brave face, and then said to him:

"You haven't eaten for a day and a night. I'll go buy you some porridge. Just lie still and don't move around."

"understood."

Qin Muyao walked to the door and heard Lin Fan call her again.

"What's wrong?" Qin Muyao turned around and glanced at Lin Fan.

"Aren't you going out like this without changing your clothes?"

When Qin Muyao heard Lin Fan say that, she looked down and noticed her disheveled appearance.

She looked at the bloodstains on her clothes, then raised her hand and smelled the clothes, her brows immediately furrowing.

"Wait a minute, I'll go find a nurse to borrow some clothes." She said, and started to walk out, but after a few steps she came back and instructed Lin Fan, "If anything happens, press the call button by the bed, don't be reckless."

"Okay, okay." Lin Fan waved his hand.

Qin Muyao opened the door and quickly walked out.

Not long after, the door was pushed open again, and Qin Muyao was seen carrying a hospital gown, walking quickly into the room.

"You're not allowed in the restroom!" With that, she grabbed her clothes and quickly walked into the restroom.

Listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Lin Fan leaned against the headboard and closed his eyes to rest for a while.

After an unknown amount of time, the bathroom door was finally opened, and Qin Muyao had already changed into her hospital gown.

After washing away the mud and fatigue from her face, her beautiful face was revealed, and her hair was casually draped over her shoulders, making her look exceptionally charming.

"How is it?" She opened her arms and twirled around. "The nurse said this is all they had, so I'll just have to make do with it."

Lin Fan looked her up and down, suppressing a laugh: "She's quite pretty."

Qin Muyao glared at him: "What's so good about this outfit?"

I'm talking about the face.

Qin Muyao paused for a moment, then turned her face away, her ear tips turning slightly red: "I'm not going to say anything more, I'll go out and buy you something to eat."

Qin Muyao, who had just walked out, turned back, picked up Lin Fan's phone, and said, "My phone is broken, so I'll borrow yours for now."

Qin Muyao asked Lin Fan for his lock screen password and quickly walked out.

When she returned, she was carrying a plastic bag in each hand, containing several takeout boxes.

She closed the door with her foot, placed the plastic bag on the bedside table, and then took Lin Fan's phone out of her pocket and handed it to him.

"There's a guy named Zhou Chen who's been contacting you. I answered the call and asked him to get you a few days off."

Lin Fan took the phone and looked at the dozen or so missed calls on the screen. Apart from a few calls from his supervisor, most of them were from Zhou Chen.

As Qin Muyao unpacked the box, she said, "He told me to tell you to call him when you have time, and also said that you don't need to worry about the company."

"I'll call him back first!" He picked up his phone with his left hand and called Zhou Chen.

"Brother Fan! You finally called back!" Zhou Chen's voice boomed from the receiver.

"What's wrong?" Lin Fan held the phone a little further away, and only put it back to his ear after he finished speaking.

"When the supervisor couldn't find you, he asked me where you were. I had to tell him you weren't feeling well and were resting at home. Don't get it wrong when he asks you later!"

"Okay, why did the supervisor want an intern like me?" Lin Fan asked.

"They said someone specifically requested you to make the cards, I think their name was something like that..." Zhou Chen thought for a moment, then continued, "Right, their name is Zhao Zhong, and I heard they're the chairman of a foundation."

"The New World Foundation?" Lin Fan frowned. Why were they contacting him again?

"Yes, yes, that's the name. It seems they paid quite a bit of money. Brother Fan, you're going to be rich! Don't forget to take me with you when you're successful!"

Something's not right! Those words immediately popped into Lin Fan's mind.

The foundation previously contacted the "Manager of the Underworld" because of their fame, which is reasonable.

But in reality, he was an intern card maker with no reputation in the company, so how could he have caught the attention of the foundation!