Chapter Thirty-Two Nurse
On the other side, Chang Wenxu slowly woke up on the hospital bed.
He felt his head was heavy and muddled, as if he had broken free from a long nightmare.
It was already close to midnight, and the ward was dim, with only the moonlight from outside filtering through the curtains into the room, casting mottled shadows.
He held his head, and the lingering images from the dream seemed to be in his mind.
Liu Haoyu, covered in blood, was walking towards him step by step like a zombie…
Ye Shangfeng’s terrifying, inexplicable flames…
And the woman Liu Haoyu had pierced through the chest with a Soul Extinguishing Nail…
“Water…”
Chang Wenxu murmured softly. He tried to sit up to get it himself, but his arm, filled with IV tubes, made it impossible for him to reach the water glass next to him, and he had to give up in the end.
“Where did the nurse go?”
Chang Wenxu lay back on the bed, a vague sense of unease slowly rising in his heart.
His eyes roamed the ward, trying to find something to reassure him.
His gaze fell on another hospital bed in the corner of the ward.
A critically ill old man lay there. During his hospitalization these past few days, Chang Wenxu had seen him in a coma, his breathing very weak, with almost no movement.
According to the doctor, he seemed to have a serious illness, one that was difficult to recover from.
Even now, he lay there quietly and motionless.
Chang Wenxu withdrew his gaze. Honestly, sharing a ward with such a critically ill old man was a bit terrifying.
“Where is the call bell…”
Generally, there would be a call bell by the hospital bed to summon doctors and nurses, but Chang Wenxu searched for a long time but couldn’t find the call bell.
Just then, a strange sound came from the ward.
It was a low, rubbing sound, like the sound of clothes rubbing against the blankets.
Chang Wenxu shifted his gaze back to the bed next to him, but when he looked over, he found that the old man’s eyes had somehow opened and were staring intently at him.
Those eyes were cloudy and hollow, as if they had no focus, yet they carried a chilling penetration.
The old man’s face was ashen, his lips slightly parted, as if he were about to say something, but no sound came out.
Seeing this, Chang Wenxu felt a little creeped out. He swallowed hard.
He tried to tell himself that the old man had just woken up and there was nothing to be afraid of, but even so, those eyes made his limbs ice-cold, and his soul trembled with fear.
“Old man, you’re awake?”
Chang Wenxu asked in a tentative voice.
“Shall I call a nurse for you?”
The old man seemed to have heard Chang Wenxu’s words. A terrifying smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The smile was stiff and distorted, not at all like an expression a human could make.
As his lips trembled slightly, a low voice was harshly squeezed out from deep within his throat.
“Give me your body…”
Hearing this, Chang Wenxu’s pupils contracted violently. His body instinctively recoiled, but the backrest of the hospital bed blocked his retreat.
He wanted to cry for help, but the extreme cold fear prevented him from even opening his mouth.
“Drip… drip…”
The sound of dripping water suddenly echoed in the ward.
Chang Wenxu followed the sound and saw that a pool of dark red liquid was slowly seeping out from under the old man’s bed, emitting a strong smell of blood.
“Give me your body…”
Chang Wenxu’s pupils vibrated wildly. This fear brought his heart to the brink of collapse.
Just then, the ward door handle slowly turned, making a crisp “click” sound.
Chang Wenxu’s gaze remained fixed on the old man, but with his peripheral vision, he could see that the ward door was being pushed open a crack.
Was something else coming in?
However, what entered was not a monster, but a nurse in uniform. She was holding a report, and upon seeing Chang Wenxu awake, she turned on the ward light.
The young nurse looked relaxed, with a smile on her face.
“Sir, the doctor said your body is recovering well, and you can be discharged in a few more days.”
Seeing that she was a normal person, Chang Wenxu turned his head abruptly and said quickly.
“Nurse, did you… did you see the old man over there?”
“The old man?” The nurse frowned slightly. She turned to look at the hospital bed in the corner, her voice tinged with a hint of confusion. “Sir, what are you talking about? That hospital bed has always been empty. Where is there an old man?”
“But… I clearly saw him…”
Chang Wenxu tried to explain, his voice tinged with powerlessness, his mind a mess.
What he had just seen was definitely not a hallucination, nor could it have been a dream.
There might be a ghost in this ward.
Chang Wenxu’s hands trembled uncontrollably.
At this moment, the nurse walked over and gently touched his shoulder, her tone carrying a hint of comfort.
“You must be too tired, or perhaps it’s the side effect of the anesthetic. Get some good rest.”
“No, this definitely isn’t…”
Chang Wenxu wanted to say something more, but the young and beautiful nurse just let out a snort.
“Alright, alright, then I’ll stay here with you.”
With that, the nurse sat by Chang Wenxu’s hospital bed. The intimacy on her face seemed to be deliberately or unintentionally seducing Chang Wenxu.
She gently took Chang Wenxu’s hand.
“This way you can sleep peacefully, right?”
“…”
Chang Wenxu’s gaze remained on the bed next to him. Although someone was accompanying him, his heart could not calm down.
“Speaking of which, sir…” the nurse smiled slightly. “You seem to be having a bad reaction.”
Hearing this, Chang Wenxu realized that it might be because he had been holding back for too long. The moment he held the nurse’s soft and cool hand, his body had an unavoidable physiological reaction.
“Holding it in is not good for your body.”
The nurse stood up, walked to the ward door, locked it from the inside, and then slowly took off her uniform, revealing her youthful and best figure.
Under Chang Wenxu’s gaze, she walked to the bedside, straddled it, caressed the man’s face, leaned into his ear, and whispered with a gentle breath.
“That Porsche outside is yours, isn’t it?”
“…It is mine.”
“As expected, I judge people accurately. How about… we give it a try? In my opinion, my looks aren’t bad.”
Chang Wenxu had seen many women like this who were opportunistic, so he wasn’t too surprised.
In fact, it was true. As long as one showed their own value, women were not things that needed to be pursued or fawned over to get.
