TSFLIP Chapter 616

As Feng Guang’s best friend, Lü Meng naturally knew she wasn’t an ordinary person. She grabbed Feng Guang’s hand, her eyes sparkling. “Why don’t you come with me to the hospital and check on the injured person? That’s the only way we can be sure!”

“Sure about what?” Feng Guang pulled her hand back and put on a cold expression. “I don’t meddle in other people’s business, and I don’t go looking for trouble.”

Truthfully, she just didn’t have much confidence in her half-baked abilities.

But Lü Meng wasn’t one to give up easily. She offered a high price. “If you help me get to the bottom of this, I’ll pay for your Häagen-Dazs for a whole month.”

“Do I look like someone who would abandon their principles for a month’s worth of ice cream?”

Lü Meng held up three fingers. “Three months.”

“I already said I won’t—”

“Six months! That’s my limit, I don’t even have extra spending money!”

Feng Guang patted Lü Meng’s shoulder and sighed. “I already said I wouldn’t give up my principles for something as cold and heartless as Häagen-Dazs… but you’re my friend. And for a friend, I’m willing to make an exception.”

“…So about that Häagen-Dazs—”

“To ease your conscience, I’ll reluctantly accept the Häagen-Dazs,” she said with a heavy, dramatic tone.

Lü Meng: “…Heh.”

Late at night, the hospital corridors were still brightly lit.

Relying on the fact that she was the daughter of the hospital director, Lü Meng used her connections to bring Feng Guang into the best hospital in City A. Before entering the patient’s room, Feng Guang pulled a charm from her bag and handed it to Lü Meng.

“This charm wards off evil and bad spirits. Keep it on you—if anything happens, it’ll protect you.”

“Now this is what I call professional.” Lü Meng clutched the charm tightly, feeling touch. “Big Cutie, don’t worry, I’ll take good care of it.”

That one sentence—“I swiped this from Yan Yu’s room”—Feng Guang decided not to say out loud. Better to let Lü Meng go on admiring her.

They crept into the room quietly. Feng Guang saw a woman lying in bed, asleep from painkillers. Lü Meng whispered, “Their wounds aren’t healing, and they’re in constant pain. They can only sleep after getting painkillers, sometimes even needing sleeping pills. It’s just awful.”

The wounds on the woman’s face were wrapped in gauze, so Feng Guang couldn’t see how bad they were. But she could faintly see a dark aura seeping through the bandages. Her expression grew serious. “Just as I suspected—it wasn’t done by a human. There’s lingering resentment from a ghost inside her wounds. That’s why they won’t heal.”

“Wait… ghosts are real?” Lü Meng sounded scared, but her voice was way too excited to match.

Feng Guang was just about to make a sarcastic comment when she saw a flash of white outside the window—and then came the sound of something heavy hitting the ground. She didn’t have time to explain, just told Lü Meng not to wander off and rushed out. She was certain she’d seen a woman fall from the building.

When she got downstairs, Feng Guang saw a woman in a white dress lying on the ground, surrounded by blood. She was about to check if the woman was still alive when suddenly the wind and air around her shifted.

She sensed it immediately and turned. A pale man with white hair stood there, wearing a long black robe in ancient style. His face was ghostly white, his eyes pitch black, and his colorless lips added an eerie allure to his perfect features.

His voice was cold and lifeless. “Tang Xiaole.”

“Huh?” Feng Guang, still wondering if the man had leukemia or something else, looked at him in confusion.

Without a flicker of emotion on his face, he repeated in a flat voice, “Your time is up.”

Before she could respond, a chain appeared in his hand and wrapped around her body. The next thing she knew, she heard something hit the ground. She looked down and saw her own body lying there, unconscious.

Her soul… had been pulled out by that man’s chain.