Wan Jie Hospice Care Company

"Xiang Yu, let's cooperate." Jiang Ning appeared in front of Xiang Yu at some point and said this.

"Okay, but I have a few small requests."

"Whatever, I can satisfy you." Jiang Ning looked a little coy, and even started to undress.

"Shave your head, dye it green, and then run through the crowd shouting 'I'm a paratrooper,' that's enough." Xiang Yu said this while pulling out a video camera. "OK, brothers, all eyes on me."

"You..." Jiang Ning was furious and embarrassed, and rushed straight to Xiang Yu's side.

"Snapped!"

Then he was slapped so hard by Xiang Yu that he spun like a top!

Cool!

Xiang Yu opened his eyes.

It was a dream.

"I slept soundly until dawn, and I feel so refreshed."

Xiang Yu stretched and then shook Ai Bowu, who was on the other bed, awake: "Time to wake up."

"Ah..." Aibowu rubbed his eyes, "I just had a good dream..."

"What kind of dream? It couldn't be... that kind of dream, could it?" Xiang Yu sat on the bed with his legs crossed, looking at him with disdain.

"How could that be... but the person in my dream was definitely a woman," Ai Baiwu answered truthfully, then suddenly paused, "and it was our... teammate from before?"

"Holy crap, what an animal! He's already fantasizing about me after just one meeting?"

"Yeah, it's so strange. We've only met once... This doesn't make sense!" Ai Baiwu felt something was off. "I had a crush on that girl in high school. She sat in front of me, and I saw her every day. But when I dreamed about her, I didn't even dare to hold her hand..."

"Ugh..." Xiang Yu showed a disgusted expression, "What a coward."

But Xiang Yu then said, "To be honest, I dreamed about her too."

"Ah? That kind of dream?" Ai Bowu seemed to have found a kindred spirit.

"Bullshit, it was just a simple chat." Xiang Yu rested his neck on his hands. "Don't you think this is weird?"

"You mean...her skill is dream control?" Aibowu's eyes widened in shock. "Such a powerful skill?"

"Is it that powerful? I think this kind of skill is quite weak; it can only be used to resort to underhanded tricks." Xiang Yu shook his head. "Besides... she might not even be a dream controller."

"We all dreamed about her, so what other skill could it be besides dream control..."

"You've got the cause and effect reversed. Don't think about what she can achieve through dream control. You should think about what means she uses to achieve dream control. That means is her skill." Xiang Yu didn't say anything else, but glanced at the doctor next to him. He was groaning in pain, as if he had been unconscious all night and was about to wake up.

Then Xiangyu added another chop to the wall.

He immediately fell silent.

"Alright, he's safe for now." Xiang Yu waved his hand. "It's daytime now, let's begin the operation."

The two peeked out of the ward and walked down the corridor.

Aibowu followed behind Xiangyu, then suddenly hesitated and said, "Is it a bit wrong for us to doubt our own teammates like this?"

"Who do you suspect?" Xiang Yu turned around abruptly. "You're not talking about Jiang Ning, are you?"

"……yes."

"You've been infected too." Xiang Yu didn't show much expression, but slowly paused, looking at the footprints and messy traces on the ground.

"Her skill effect is to subtly make you feel that she is harmless and pitiful. This kind of subtle influence on people is not something a simple girl can use."

"Moreover, it's very likely that he started using this skill as soon as he first met us."

Xiang Yu stood up, seemingly having found a clue: "Let's ignore those people for now. Judging from the marks left on the ground, the hospital staff must have gone downstairs."

"Downstairs? But we didn't see any trace of anyone else when we went upstairs?" Ai Bowu recalled that they had also come up from the first floor one by one, but he did not notice any movement on the other floors.

"...Yes, so I strongly suspect they're hiding in the morgue on the basement level."

"I see... Ah?"

Ai Baiwu was stunned for a moment, then stammered, "The...the morgue?"

"Well, since there aren't any on other floors, then it must be the morgue, right?" Xiang Yu said matter-of-factly.

"Go to the morgue to escape ghosts!" Ai Bowu always felt that this was a niche phrase.

"Yes, the morgue is relatively enclosed, and there are no windows, so you can't see inside from the outside. It's also underground, so it's obviously the safest place."

"..."

That actually makes some sense.

"Are you really going?" Aibowu was clearly a little hesitant.

"Can we still fake it? Let's go!"

"Speak," Xiang Yu said, dragging Ai Baiwu downstairs to the first floor.

But on the first floor of the inpatient department, two familiar figures appeared in front of them.

Ai Baiwu looked closely and realized that it was Jiang Ning and the middle-aged man.

"What a coincidence that we bumped into each other at this time!" Ai Baiwu was stunned. "Weren't you searching in another direction? How did you end up at the hospital?"

"Luo Yue is dead."

The middle-aged man's voice was somber as he stared at the two people in front of him and slowly said, "She seemed to understand the rules of ghosts killing people before she died, but she died before she could say them out loud."

"Oh, that's really unfortunate." Xiang Yu spread his hands in sympathy. "But doesn't that mean the mole is one of the three of you? Ai Bowu and I are both alive and well."

"She died because of the rules of the ghosts, not because her teammates murdered her," the middle-aged man said.

"Really not...?" Xiang Yu glanced at Jiang Ning, then stopped on her face.

"Yeah, we're already short-handed, and now with me being a burden, there's no need for us to fight each other." Jiang Ning lowered her head sadly.

"Brother, did you dream about this little girl?" Xiang Yu suddenly asked.

"Huh? Why are you asking this all of a sudden?" The middle-aged man immediately became wary, not understanding how the other person suddenly knew about his dream.

"Because I dreamed about it too," Xiang Yu said with a smile. "He dreamed about it too."

The middle-aged man frowned: "You mean, the three of us all dreamed about the same person?"

"Exactly, don't you find that interesting?" Xiang Yu revealed an intrigued expression. "This is definitely not a coincidence."

Jiang Ning's expression remained unchanged, but after hearing Xiang Yu's words, the way she looked at Xiang Yu changed instantly.

Those were eyes filled with murderous intent.

Xiang Yu pretended not to see any of this and continued talking to himself, "Who do you think did this?"

"You mean..." the middle-aged man said slowly.

"That's right, it was Gui who did it!" Xiang Yu said indignantly. "If Jiang Ning really could control dreams, how could she be so stupid as to use her own image? Wouldn't that be like throwing mud at herself? No one with normal intelligence would do that."

"...That makes sense." The middle-aged man nodded. If Jiang Ning could control his temper, using someone else's image would definitely be better than using his own.

Jiang Ning was taken aback for a moment upon hearing this, then immediately put on a smile: "As expected, I knew you wouldn't doubt me! Thank you everyone!"

Ai Baiwu was stunned by what the two people were saying. He knew that Xiang Yu had already suspected Jiang Ning, but he didn't know why they used words to completely absolve Jiang Ning of any responsibility.

What's the point of this?

"In that case, let's go somewhere together," Xiang Yu said politely. "That place will definitely have the clues everyone is looking for."