It seemed like a little story had unfolded between these two.
Zhu Yulian's attempt to refuse failed, and she directly covered her head with the quilt, showing an uncooperative attitude.
Yang Shuo didn't get angry, turned to tell Lan Lingling some precautions, and then went to the next ward.
At this moment, someone shouted in the corridor, "I'm not going! I'm not having surgery!"
Ning Wei and Yuanyuan stood at the door, looking over curiously. It turned out to be one of the male passengers. They didn't know what was wrong with him, but it seemed he was scheduled for surgery.
Fearing death, he struggled and tried to escape with all his might. A group of medical staff rushed forward, pinned the passenger to the ground, and administered a tranquilizer.
Soon, the man lay on the ground like a dead dog.
The medical staff brought over a small bed, lifted him onto it, and then took the elevator for surgery.
Yuanyuan looked worried, "Do you think he'll die?"
"Most likely, and perhaps this is the hidden rule," Ning Wei said casually.
Yuanyuan hesitated, "Then... aren't you going to save him?"
Ning Wei lay back on the bed, "Why should I save him? Do I look like an immortal?"
Yuanyuan was speechless, then exchanged a look with Zhu Yulian, who had stuck her head out.
As Ning Wei had predicted, the passenger who underwent surgery never reappeared, and the sickbed he occupied was cleaned.
His ward mates inquired about his whereabouts, and the medical staff replied in a cold voice, "Surgery failed!"
Everyone knew what "surgery failed" meant.
In fact, the passenger was only undergoing a very minor surgery, one where there was no possibility of death from failure.
It seemed a hidden rule had surfaced.
Following this, all passengers scheduled for surgery began to panic.
Most of their surgeries were scheduled for the next few days.
As the most capable person in the entire bus, Ning Wei was the first person everyone turned to for help.
To avoid their entanglement, Ning Wei chose to escape.
The only place in the entire hospital that this group of people dared not go was the morgue. Moreover, Ning Wei needed information from there, so she unhesitatingly took the elevator to the morgue.
It was already night, and the old man in the morgue was asleep in his bed.
Ning Wei swaggered over, and also startled the two ghostly children squatting on the desk, playing with a pen.
Ning Wei, this malevolent deity, had shown her prowess in the morgue before, and the ghosts here all knew that she was even more formidable than the old man.
She intended to speak with the ghost she had met last time, only to discover that his family had already taken him away.
The information stream had been interrupted again.
Ning Wei went directly to the room where the infant corpses were stored, to see if she could glean any important information from these children.
As soon as her hand touched the doorknob, it was stopped by a hand covered in age spots. "Don't disturb the children. Ask me whatever you need."
This suited Ning Wei even better.
She followed the old man to his resting place, shooed away the playful children, and pulled out two ancient wooden stools.
"Sit," he said.
Ning Wei did not stand on ceremony and sat down, facing the old man eye to eye.
"Before you ask your questions, can I confirm something with you?" the old man asked.
Ning Wei knew what he wanted to ask. "I have a way to help these children reincarnate."
The old man sighed. "Ask whatever you wish. I've worked here for over a decade. If I don't know something in this entire hospital, no one else will."
Since that was the case, it was easy.
Ning Wei asked directly, "I'm looking for a ghostly woman who is sweet-looking, wearing a white dress and red high heels. Do you know where she is?"
The old man nodded. "Her name is Qin Chang. She was a nurse in this hospital ten years ago. She only worked for a year before jumping to her death for some reason. She was an orphan, and I handled her funeral arrangements. I couldn't afford a grave, so I kept her ashes box here."
Following the old man's gaze, she saw a carved wooden urn in the corner, only a small portion of which was visible.
"What is your relationship with her? Why did you handle her funeral?"
The old man shook his head. "Qin Chang was a kind person. Seeing that I was alone here, she often made me food and brought it over. We became familiar over time."
"Do you know why she jumped to her death?"
The old man shook his head. "She was actually quite afraid of coming here, as it's too cold and eerie. So she always rushed. I don't know why she suddenly committed suicide."
Wearing red high heels must have a special meaning, Ning Wei frowned and thought.
"Was she married? Was she dating someone?"
The old man thought for a moment. "I'm not sure. She never wore rings or anything similar. But sometimes she would make nourishing soups, and she would be in a particularly good mood. I felt she must have had a boyfriend."
Ning Wei asked many more questions, but this old man truly didn't know anything.
Furthermore, her death had occurred too long ago. The old man was getting on in years, and he couldn't remember many things.
As agreed, Ning Wei helped all the children pass on, which consumed a great deal of her energy. She coughed up a mouthful of blood onto the clean floor.
"Are you alright?" the old man hurried in and asked her.
Ning Wei wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her sleeve. "I'm fine, but I'll have to trouble you to mop this up."
The old man nodded. "These children have been trapped here for too long. I couldn't send them away, so I could only accompany them daily to keep them from being lonely. You are a good person. I know you are trapped here. As soon as I see Qin Chang, I will urge her to let you leave."
Ning Wei didn't speak. She was simply too exhausted and only wanted to lie down and rest.
The old man personally escorted Ning Wei to the elevator. Seeing the numbers slowly ascend, he hunched his back and slowly returned to his bed.
The children were all gone, and he was still unaccustomed to it.
Normally, these children were mischievous and rowdy every day. Sometimes, when they became too unruly, it was Qin Chang who could subdue them.
The old man couldn't see these children originally. After handling Qin Chang's funeral, he saw Qin Chang thank him in a half-awake state. When he woke up, he could see them.
He was scared at first, but he was too old and too lonely.
Even though he spoke with ghosts every day, he didn't mind much.
The children were gone, so the old man put away all the toys, then took out Qin Chang's ashes box and carefully wiped away the dust with a tissue.
"Qin Chang, it's almost ten years. The old man won't live much longer. If you have any grievances, speak them. We will help you!"