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"Why are you crying again?"
His deep voice carried a hint of helplessness. I looked up to see Jun Chong's handsome face marred by several scratches, with dried blood that seemed to have congealed. There were also burn marks in several places, and his black robe was torn in multiple spots. A deep gash across his chest bled profusely.
Jun Chong leaned back against the sofa, his pale face showing signs of pain as he wrapped an arm around me, softly comforting me. "You have an Eerie Aura about you. What happened?"
He reached out to wipe away my tears, but instead, I cried even harder. I had always thought Jun Chong was incredibly strong; I had never seen him injured like this, let alone so severely.
"What happened to you? Why are you hurt so badly? Are you okay? Do you need anything? Right, I need to get the first aid kit to stop the bleeding. First, we need to stop the bleeding, then go to the hospital. Wait, I—"
I was completely flustered, unsure of what to do.
Jun Chong smiled faintly and held me tightly, not letting me leave. His voice was slightly hoarse as he whispered in my ear, "None of that will help me, Anxin. I'm a ghost, not a human."
I froze at his words, calming down as tears streamed down my face. "Then how can I help you? You look seriously hurt."
"Actually, there is a way for me to recover instantly, but it requires you to make a small sacrifice."
I shook my head and replied, "No, as long as you can get better, I'll do anything."
Jun Chong smiled gently, his deep gaze softening as he leaned closer to me. "Just give me a little bit of your blood."
I was puzzled. "Blood?"
"Yes."
At that moment, I didn't think much; all that filled my mind was that he couldn't be in danger. I picked up the fruit knife from the tea table and made a cut on the inner side of my arm. The pain pierced through me, but I gritted my teeth and extended my hand toward him. "Drink."
Jun Chong paused for a moment, his deep eyes shimmering with an unusual light, as if the tides of the sea surged and then returned to calm. He flicked my forehead lightly and affectionately scolded, "You mustn't be so reckless in the future."
Then he lowered his head and pressed his lips against my wound, consuming the blood.
In an instant, I felt something within me gradually ebbing away. One moment I was full of life and energy, and the next I felt utterly weak and overwhelmingly drowsy.
As I looked on, the scar on Jun Chong's chest began to miraculously disappear, along with the wounds on his face. He gradually returned to his former self, that extraordinarily handsome young man.
So my blood is this useful?
"I'm so glad you're okay."
I leaned weakly against him, and with a wave of his hand, the wound on my arm vanished as well.
Jun Chong looked at me with concern, gently holding me in his embrace. "Your blood is so precious; I only need a little. You mustn't hurt yourself like this again, understand?"
"But I'm really worried about you. I'm afraid you'll suddenly disappear and leave me all alone."
It was better not to say anything; as soon as I did, tears began to well up again. Jun Chong sighed and brushed his lips lightly against mine. "I won't leave you; don't worry."
"Jun Chong, where have you been? How did you get such serious injuries?"
"Don't worry, don't overthink it. I'll be more careful next time."
"Next time?" I looked at Jun Chong, sensing his reluctance to speak. I guessed, "Are you going to look for clues about your body and then ran into an ambush?"
Jun Chong pressed his lips together in silence. I continued, "Is it that person from last time? And is it true that finding that little pearl will lead us to clues about your body? If that's the case, I'm willing to help."
"But if you do that, you'll get dragged into a world you shouldn't be involved in. Aren't you afraid?"
"I... I will be afraid, but—" I lifted my chin defiantly and stared at him, my gaze unwavering. "But you are my husband. Shouldn't a wife help her husband through difficulties?"
Jun Chong stared at me for a long moment before softly saying, "You're no longer afraid of ending up in hell with me?"
Xiao You's grandfather said that Ghost Marriage cannot be undone. If this is a fate we must endure, then resisting is pointless. Why not think positively? You are my husband, and you treat me well. Having you by my side in this life and walking hand in hand in the afterlife doesn't sound bad at all. In a person's life, having this love is enough for me. I don't dare to wish for too much; I just want to cherish the happiness I have now.
Jun Chong suddenly tightened his grip on my hand and pulled me into his embrace. I could feel his body trembling slightly, but I couldn't see his expression and didn't know what emotion was causing this reaction.
But for me, as I said, the more one desires, the more one risks losing. Only by holding onto what is close can one find a different dawn.
"My body is sealed in a very hidden place. The White Pearl I saw on Lin Shan was one of the clues. I went there last night because I found another clue but ran into an ambush. Although I'm a spirit, my powers are limited because my body is sealed."
"So we just need to find the White Pearl?"
"Yes, only when we gather seven will the next clue appear."
"I'll keep an eye out." I nodded seriously. As long as it could help Jun Chong, he chuckled softly, "Foolish girl, this matter is risky; I'm enough on my own."
"More people means more help."
"But this helper needs to rest now." Jun Chong suddenly picked me up and carried me into the room. "Your blood is mixed with vital energy; you must take a break."
I clutched his shirt and asked, "So are you leaving or not?"
"Do you think I'm leaving?" Jun Chong lay down beside me in the blankets, holding me tightly. My face flushed; although it wasn't the first time he had held me while sleeping, I still felt my heart race. "Just go to sleep!"
I nestled into his not-so-warm embrace and gradually drifted off to sleep. Jun Chong kept watching me, gently lifting my hair and leaning down to kiss me, his thick eyelashes hiding the true emotions in his eyes.
When I woke up, it was already past four in the afternoon. Jun Chong was still holding me, which made me very happy; in the past, he would always leave by the time I woke up.
"Lin You just called and said she has to go home tonight. She wants you to go to the hospital."
"You agreed?"
"I didn't agree." Jun Chong replied quickly. "I went to deliver dinner and then came back. You're not allowed to stay there overnight."
A jolt ran through my heart; Lin You must have let something slip, otherwise how would Jun Chong know? But at that moment, I nodded repeatedly. "Don't worry, I'll come back right after delivering dinner."
"Okay."
Then I went out to buy groceries and cook. Although Jun Chong's injuries had healed, he still needed to recuperate at home for a few days due to his depleted energy.
I planned to be quick about it and called a temporary caregiver along the way. After all, Lin You had something to attend to, and Qi Zhi still needed care since he hadn't fully recovered yet. I couldn't just leave him unattended.
After confirming the time with the caregiver, I got out of the car. As I approached the hospital entrance, I paused to glance at the Old House District across the street. Sure enough, I spotted the Cat-Eyed Granny at a glance.
My heart sank—what if I ran into her again?
Feeling anxious, I slowly turned around, only to find nothing there. I let out a big sigh of relief and walked inside.
While waiting for the elevator in the Inpatient Department lobby, I noticed a woman in her fifties being supported by her family as she cried while walking out. Even the man's eyes were red.
The woman was sobbing uncontrollably, muttering, "How could she just be gone? It must be the hospital's fault. I'm going to sue; give me back my granddaughter, give me back my child."
I guessed it was another case of medical dispute. Just then, the elevator arrived, and I stepped in with a few older women. The elevator was surprisingly empty, and it was clear that these women were quite chatty. One of them spoke up about what had just happened.
"Did you know? This is already the tenth incident at this hospital in the past two months."
Another woman scoffed, "It's a big hospital; what's so surprising about people dying?"
"Ah, you don't know," said a third plump woman, waving her hand. "It's all coming from Obstetrics and Gynecology. They say babies are born perfectly healthy and everything seems normal, but then at night, you hear a baby crying without being able to find where it's coming from. The next day, a mother can't find her newborn. And what's even creepier is that the mother dreamed just the night before that an old woman took her child away. Then days later, she finds a bunch of baby corpses nearby—all intact."
When I heard "old woman" and "child," I immediately thought of last night's Cat-Faced Granny, who was said to have a penchant for eating children, especially infants.
A chill ran down my spine as I shivered.
The older woman behind me laughed. "Don't be scared, little girl; these are just rumors. Who knows what's true? But—" She deliberately elongated her tone and added an eerie lilt to her voice. "Everyone says it's the Cat-Faced Granny who's behind it all. Do you know what Cat-Faced Granny is?"
I chuckled awkwardly, feeling a bit embarrassed. The woman who had started the conversation jumped in again. "There's an ancient saying about beasts stealing breath—that is to say, if someone's last breath is taken by an animal after they die, that animal will become a spirit. The Cat-Faced Granny is an old woman on the verge of death who has her last breath stolen by a cat before she can swallow it down completely. It's said that she specializes in eating children."
"Is this just a rumor?" I chuckled lightly, "I've arrived, so I'll be on my way."
Even though I said that, I knew that the Cat-Faced Granny was real because I had seen her! But did that Old Woman really specialize in stealing babies?
Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I reached the door of the ward and bumped into something cold. Looking down, I saw the little girl from last night.
"Are you okay?"
"Big Sister, I'm playing hide and seek. See you later."
The little girl glanced behind her and quickly ran outside. At the same time, a few security guards walked past me, heading straight for the Nurse Station, where a crowd had gathered as if something exciting was happening.
Curious, I went over to take a look and discovered a young man in his twenties, wearing a genuine robe, surrounded by a group of people who were blocking his way in and out.
"I told you there’s a ghost here, a Vengeful Spirit! If you don’t let me catch it, you’ll be the ones who end up dead!"
In his frustration, he swung his hand, producing a clear ringing sound.
My eyes lit up; that sound was exactly like the one from last night.
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