A Nurse's Face in a Hallway Light.

Soon, several people walked to the foot of the mountain behind the Medical Academy.

The Medical Academy grounds were overgrown with weeds, and even more so this back mountain, as no one had looked after it for years.

Sun Ying worriedly asked Zhang Baobao, who had been staring at her the whole way, "Baobao, the body was buried...buried up on this mountain?"

Zhang Baobao nodded and said in a soft voice, "Yes! Halfway up the mountain!"

At the side, Wei's mouth twitched as he muttered, "This Dr. Lu sure is efficient, to kill and then bury, he's a principled man."

Zhang Baobao turned to say, "He died so horribly!"

Sun Ying and Wei both nodded, since they had both seen it.

Sun Ying looked up the mountain, holding what was in her hands. In the dark night, there was a faint light—

Damn!

How could there be light in this desolate mountain at this time of night?!

Instantly, Sun Ying panicked a little.

She looked back, Wei was still by her side, but Long...

Long, who was holding two paper effigies, had pulled away from the three of them by over a hundred meters for some reason.

From the darkness, he looked like two animate paper effigies.

This sight made Sun Ying even more frightened.

"Phew—"

Letting out a long breath, Sun Ying made a decision.

"Long!"

"Wei, let's just leave the stuff here, and not go up the mountain."

"I'm sure Mr. Wu won't blame us!"

With Wu Xiong not here now, Sun Ying was the leader of their three-person team.

Hearing Sun Ying say this, Wei immediately put down the flower wreath he was holding.

Long carefully approached the other two after placing the paper effigies next to the wreath.

After setting those paper figures down, Long immediately darted away again, pulling more than a hundred meters away from the other two.

Wei looked puzzled and muttered, "Bro Long, what's the meaning of this? You see ghosts around us two?"

Zhang Baobao blinked her big eyes and imitated Wei's tone, "Bro Long, what's the meaning of this? You see ghosts around us two?"

"Tsk! You two fools!"

Sun Ying was already spooked, and hearing these two talk like this immediately scolded harshly.

"Wei! Go burn some paper for Mr. Wu!"

"Oh, okay!"

Soon, a fire also lit up at the foot of the mountain.

Along with it was the sound of weeping, rather sad but with scarcely any tears.

"Mr. Wu, you really were an envy of talent by Heaven!"

"Won't say anything else. Mr. Wu, this place is quite nice, don't go the wrong way for the 7th day memorial..."

"Mr. Wu, for your life's final stop to be here, it should be quite lively, right?"

Up the mountain.

Lin Youyou today suddenly wanted to come burn some paper to worship her mother, so she took half a night shift off with Liu Yuan.

Thinking back on that vicious ghostly claw that ripped out her heart, and that strange look of desire on her mother's face, Lin Youyou's heart no longer held that feeling of longing for her mother.

All that remained was gratitude.

Grateful that she had left this world.

Grateful for herself, and grateful for her mother as well.

After burning two stacks of yellow paper, Lin Youyou headed down the mountain.

Halfway down, she saw the fire at the foot of the mountain.

Hmm?

Who could be here at this time?

Wondering this, Lin Youyou headed toward the light.

Soon, Lin Youyou's white gown appeared in the cool night breeze.

But ordinary people Sun Ying and Wei certainly didn't notice.

Right now, Sun Ying and the others had finished burning their yellow paper.

She wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.

Throwing the last few sheets into the fire basin, then flipping the basin over onto the ground, curtseying hastily toward the mountaintop a few times, Sun Ying immediately urged Wei and Zhang Baobao to leave.

Without even handling the wreath and paper effigies.

Zhang Baobao looked back up the mountain and shouted, "Sister nurse, come down quick!"

The little one's shout made Sun Ying shudder on the spot.

She looked up the mountain, in this dark night on the desolate mountain, where was there any nurse sister?!

Swallowing, Sun Ying immediately pulled Zhang Baobao and urged Wei toward the clinic.

As for Long...

The moment Lin Youyou had gotten within a certain distance earlier, he had already scampered off without a trace.

It was one thing right in front of Dr. Lu in the clinic last night, but now on this deserted mountain, asking him to face two corpses?

Excuse me!

Long just wanted to ask Sun Ying as he strode rapidly forward.

Even if it wasn't a corpse, just an ordinary little girl staring at your head the whole time, wouldn't you find it creepy?

Would Sun Ying find it creepy?

Of course not.

"Baobao, you've been staring at big sister this whole way!"

"Stop staring, you'll be just as pretty when you grow up!"

"Oh..."

Zhang Baobao nodded and wiped the corner of her mouth.

After Sun Ying's group had walked some distance, Lin Youyou arrived at the foot of the mountain.

She looked curiously at the fire basin on the ground and the wreath and paper effigies next to it.

Strange, could someone else have come to worship her mother?

That's impossible...

Lin Youyou really couldn't recall anyone else in this world whose mother hadn't offended them.

If there was someone, then they must not have met her mother after the infection.

She really didn't expect that besides herself, there was someone else in this world who still cared for their mother?

Thinking of this, Lin Youyou strode forward.

Next, she saw the elegiac couplet on the wreath: White horse and plain carriage, grief enters dreams; Blue sky and green sea, soul wanders far—Deep condolences for Starlight Group colleague Wu Xiong.

Wu Xiong?

Was it, was it the patient whose head Dr. Lu took away last night?

It seems the surgery had failed?

So even Dr. Lu wasn't omnipotent...

But the body wasn't buried here, so why was the wreath placed here?

"Ai, can't even find a place to mourn the dead, people nowadays..."

Kindhearted Lin Youyou muttered while lifting the wreath and paper effigies toward the clinic building.

That wreath didn't look heavy, but was too difficult to carry, and with the two paper figures, Lin Youyou had to revert to her deceased form to move it.

Soon, Lin Youyou brought the items to the patient room on the upper floor of the clinic.

She had just checked the surveillance, Wu Xiong was still lying in the patient room, unattended.

"Huh? He's dead so why is he still in the patient room?"

"Could Dr. Lu not be working today and Sister Yuan forgot? That shouldn't happen..."

Puzzled, Lin Youyou brought the things to the patient room entrance.

She placed the wreath and paper figures at the door, hesitating alone outside the room.

"What should be done with this? Sister Yuan never mentioned it?"

Lin Youyou frowned, pacing back and forth outside the room...

Inside the patient room.

Wu Xiong, whose surgery had finished half a day ago, slowly opened his eyes.

"Oh!"

Recalling the bomb around his neck, he bolted upright in bed!

His first look went to his neck!

Nothing was there.

"Phew—"

Letting out a long breath, Wu Xiong scanned his surroundings, seemingly a patient room.

"Looks like Dr. Lu helped remove that thing for me..."

Wu Xiong got out of bed and circled the room, then opened the door.

Before his eyes were a wreath and two paper effigies.

The black and white linghua flowers on the wreath swayed gently in the night breeze.

The two paper figures seemed to smile at him.

In that moment, Wu Xiong stood frozen for a few seconds.

"Tsk! Ridiculous!"

After berating, he saw the elegiac couplet on the wreath.

Instantly, Wu Xiong felt a chill wind.

Tap, tap, tap—

Footsteps sounded from the hallway.

Wu Xiong looked over to see a nurse's back.

Next to the nurse was a window in another room, and in the hallway lighting Wu Xiong saw the nurse's face reflected in the window.

It was a pale, deathly face.

Moreover, at that moment the dead man's face was also staring straight at him through the window beside him.