As Kong Mingqian remained silent, Ning Wei wasted no time and flicked a drop of blood onto her brow. Kong Mingqian, severely wounded, slowly faded from Lan Lingling's sight.
Once she had completely disappeared, Lan Lingling cautiously asked, "Master, have you destroyed her?"
"No," Ning Wei replied casually, plopping down on the edge of the bed.
"What!" Lan Lingling exclaimed, her emotions flaring. "Do you know she almost killed me? Why didn't you help me kill her!"
A cold smile played on Ning Wei's lips. "Is that how you ask for a favor?"
Lan Lingling slumped down defeatedly. "What do you want to ask?"
Ning Wei enjoyed dealing with intelligent people, and she found that people’s mouths were easier to pry open than ghosts'.
"What's your relationship with Yang Shuo?" Ning Wei got straight to the point.
"The same as yours, an ambiguous one," Lan Lingling retorted equally curtly.
"What happened between you two? If I'm not mistaken, you had a falling out, right?" Ning Wei continued to taunt.
Lan Lingling's face turned extremely unpleasant. "I found out he was married with a child, and his wife is Dr. Zhao from the hospital. I didn't want to be a mistress, so I proactively distanced myself from him."
This aligned with what Ning Wei had experienced in the ward earlier. It seemed Yang Shuo was indeed a master of hidden marriages.
"Do you know why they deliberately kept their marriage a secret?"
Lan Lingling scoffed. "How would I know? Perhaps they both played their own games. Let me give you a piece of advice: stay away from such a scumbag!"
"Do you know about a nurse named Qin Chang who used to work at the hospital?"
Lan Lingling looked confused and shook her head slightly.
Ning Wei observed her subtle expression and realized she genuinely didn't know this person.
However, since Lan Lingling could find records of Kong Mingqian's death in Yang Shuo's office, perhaps she had seen Qin Chang but didn't know her name.
With this thought, Ning Wei described Qin Chang's appearance in detail, emphasizing the white dress she wore.
Ning Wei's intuition told her that the dress was a crucial detail.
Indeed, Lan Lingling's expression shifted from confusion to remembrance, and she visibly softened.
It seemed she did have an impression of Qin Chang.
Now, all that was needed was to find out where she had seen Qin Chang, as Ning Wei had a hunch that needed to be confirmed.
Lan Lingling thought for a long time before finally saying to Ning Wei, "I have seen the woman you described, in Yang Shuo's office. She was in a photograph hidden inside a book. The book was covered in dust, and I saw it by accident while cleaning his office for him."
"What kind of photograph was it?"
"I don't remember clearly. It was likely her wearing a white dress, holding a bouquet of roses, standing on a lawn, smiling radiantly."
As Lan Lingling spoke, she kept glancing at Ning Wei.
"Speaking of which, I feel you and she have some resemblance in your features."
Ning Wei didn't dwell on this remark. After asking her questions, she casually handed Lan Lingling a piece of paper with a protective charm she had drawn on it.
"Carry this with you, and ordinary ghosts won't be able to approach you," Ning Wei said before leaving the ward.
According to Lan Lingling, since Yang Shuo kept a photograph of Qin Chang, something must have happened between them!
To boldly speculate, perhaps Yang Shuo married Dr. Zhao to advance his career and abandoned Qin Chang. Unable to bear it, Qin Chang committed suicide by jumping from a building?
Unfortunately, Qin Chang was elusive, making her difficult for Ning Wei to find.
Having resolved the issue between Kong Mingqian and Lan Lingling, Ning Wei felt a sense of relief. Originally, she wouldn't have gotten involved in such matters due to her nature, but her master had specifically instructed her before she left not to let anyone die unjustly at the hands of monsters, lest it lead to endless supernatural incidents in the world.
Leaving Lan Lingling's ward, Ning Wei went to Yang Shuo's office.
Just then, she encountered a woman leaving the office. The woman deliberately tidied her clothes at the doorway, fussed with her large curls, and revealed obvious red marks on her neck.
It seemed Yang Shuo was quite the player, engaging in office affairs.
The people around seemed oblivious, or perhaps they were accustomed to it.
What puzzled Ning Wei was why Dr. Zhao tolerated Yang Shuo's blatant behavior for so long.
Yet, Ning Wei herself had only been carried back to her ward by Yang Shuo, with no other intimate contact, and Dr. Zhao couldn't remain idle.
Recalling a casual remark made by Lan Lingling, Ning Wei reached up and touched her own face.
Could it be because she bore some resemblance to Qin Chang?
With this thought, Ning Wei turned and headed towards the morgue.
Meanwhile, Yang Shuo, who was tidying his clothes in the office, completely misunderstood Ning Wei. His office allowed a clear view of the outside, but the outside couldn't see inside.
Ning Wei came to find him, only to see a disheveled woman emerging from his office. This woman even gave Ning Wei a provocative glance. Ning Wei hesitated at the doorway, and finally chose to turn and leave, her retreating figure filled with sorrow.
Yang Shuo, it had to be said, should have been an actor, not a doctor; his imagination ran wild.
Yang Shuo stood up and ran his fingers over the books on the bookshelf, finally stopping at one covered in dust.
"Qin Chang, I miss you so much."
If only Ning Wei had heard this with her own ears, she would have been disgusted to the point of vomiting on the spot.
Ning Wei went to the morgue. The old man, wearing his reading glasses, sat by the window, reading a book.
She playfully patted the old man's shoulder. "Old man, I'm here again."
Ever since Ning Wei had sent away all the children, the old man had felt particularly lonely. The people who came and went from the morgue seemed busy all day, leaving him with no one to talk to.
Seeing Ning Wei arrive, his first reaction was one of great joy.
Then, he sighed and said, "After all, it's still heavy with Yin energy. This place isn't suitable for young people like you."
Ning Wei had a serious matter at hand, and time was pressing. After chatting with the old man for a bit, she got to the point.
"Do you have a photograph of Qin Chang?"
Although the old man didn't understand why Ning Wei wanted to see it, he retrieved a small urn.
"After her death, I had someone restore her body and took this photograph."
The old man then opened the urn. The lid had a photograph pasted inside, showing a pale-skinned woman with her eyes closed.
The mortician had done their best to restore her original appearance. Even with her eyes closed, Ning Wei recognized that the person in the photo was the guiding female ghost.
This woman was the key figure this time.
Ning Wei looked at the photograph, then touched her own face and asked, "Do we look alike?"