Chapter 15: Going to Tongzhou to Deliver Takeout

Rong Leying walked past those ghosts without glancing sideways, quickly ducked into the restroom, and came out to wash her hands.

"Run, run, he's coming again..."

Suddenly, the ghosts outside grew restless. Rong Leying turned her head to look out and saw a black figure streaking past the corridor, moving so fast that she only saw a residual shadow.

"Ahhh... My Lord, I don't want to go to the Underworld yet, please let me—"

The male ghost's miserable scream came to an abrupt halt. Immediately after, all sound vanished from the corridor, leaving only the noise coming from the nurse's station.

*My Lord... the Underworld... could it be an Underworld Messenger?*

Rong Leying's heart raced. She didn't dare breathe a word, standing frozen in place for several minutes before slowly walking out. The corridor was empty; the ghosts had vanished without a trace.

She rushed back to the ward. Inside the room, Auntie Wu's son had already fallen asleep. She stepped in quietly, moved the caregiver's bed close to the hospital bed until they were tightly pressed together, and then lay down.

Although she was brave, she was still somewhat afraid of the unknown.

After this ordeal, Rong Leying lost all desire to sleep. She put on her headphones and began binge-watching a drama she had been following recently—a sweet romance.

Watching the high-sweet interactions between the male and female leads, her lingering fear gradually smoothed away.

As expected, one needs to watch something sweet to find the strength to make a living.

...

It wasn't even seven in the morning when the nurses entered the ward to draw blood, and the cleaning ladies began their daily work.

Rong Leying rolled over, folded up the caregiver's bed, emptied the urine bag, and checked the drainage tube. After brushing her teeth and washing her face, she immediately fetched water to wash her grandfather's face and wipe his body.

After tidying him up, she went downstairs to buy breakfast. She bought herself a bowl of beef noodles with extra meat and brought a light chicken soup noodle bowl for the old man.

The old man's condition today was even better than yesterday; he no longer had to rely solely on congee.

While eating breakfast, Auntie Wu from the next bed asked Rong Leying, "Little sister, have you and your grandfather decided? Are you going to rent that house or not?"

Grandpa Rong looked at Rong Leying, who replied, "We will, we're renting it. I plan to talk to the landlady in a bit."

She had thought it through. Regardless of whether that female ghost had committed suicide or been murdered, a haunted house had no negative impact on her.

If it truly was as the female ghost said—that she was killed by Zhao Yong—then she would simply take the female ghost to the police to report it.

Even if the killer was caught, it wouldn't stop her from living in that house. Either way, she was coming out ahead.

Auntie Wu smiled. "I knew it. That house is so nice and the rent is so cheap, you'd definitely want to rent it."

"Yes, the house is quite nice."

"Then I'll help you tell her right now."

Auntie Wu's son pushed a wheelchair in from outside. "Mom, what are you talking about?"

"I'm telling your Auntie Zhou that this little sister wants to rent her house."

Zhao Yong glanced at Rong Leying, a strange curve appearing at the corner of his mouth before quickly vanishing. "Get down in the wheelchair first, then you can talk to Auntie Zhou slowly. We have to go for our check-ups."

"Alright."

Zhao Yong pushed Auntie Wu to go for her check-up.

After they left, Grandpa Rong asked Rong Leying, "Yingzi, do you really want to rent that house? Maybe we should look around some more."

Even though they had agreed yesterday, the old man still felt uneasy in his heart.

There is no such thing as unconditional kindness in this world; he worried there might be something wrong with that house.

"It's fine, Grandpa. The house is good, don't worry."

Rong Leying said, "I have to go to Tongzhou at noon. If things go quickly, I'll be back today; if they're slow, I won't be back until tomorrow."

Grandpa Rong: "Tongzhou? What are you going to Tongzhou for?"

"My previous part-time boss asked me to help him run a trip to Tongzhou to deliver a document. He's giving me five thousand yuan as a delivery fee for the trip."

She couldn't tell him the truth, so she could only make up an excuse to deceive him.

"Five thousand yuan just to deliver a document?!" Grandpa Rong didn't believe such a good thing existed. "It's not a scam, is it?"

"No, why would a boss worth hundreds of millions scam me? It's just a contract that someone needs urgently today."

Rong Leying said confidently, "Besides, how could someone like me, who is so smart, be scammed?"

Grandpa Rong nodded. That part was true; his granddaughter had been smart since she was a child.

Back when human traffickers were rampant and would come to their village to kidnap children, not only did Rong Leying not get taken, but she actually swindled the money right off the traffickers.

When scammers who specialized in targeting the elderly came to their village, they hadn't even managed to trick anyone before she exposed them.

It was because of her that many of the village elders' meager pensions had been saved.

"Then be careful on the road. Come back early once the business is done."

"Mm, don't worry. I'll come back as soon as I'm finished."

At eight-thirty, the doctors came for rounds. Seeing that the old man could already sit up on his own, the doctors were once again shocked by his formidable recovery speed.

The eldest doctor asked once more, "Aside from the regular medications we prescribed, the old gentleman isn't taking any other medicine, right?"

"No, he's only taking what you prescribed. Doctors, your medical skills are exquisite; that's why my grandfather is recovering so quickly."

If this sentence had been said before, Liao Jiamu might have barely believed it, but ever since he learned of her "metaphysical master" identity yesterday, he didn't believe a word she said.

He suspected that Grandpa Rong must also be a hidden expert, which was why he had such a powerful ability to recover.

Rong Leying, who had "bought medicine in installments" to cure the old man, smiled without saying a word, keeping her success and fame hidden.

"At this rate of recovery, he can be discharged in a few days," Liao Jiamu said.

Grandpa Rong was very happy and uttered many words of thanks to the doctors in a row.

Seeing him in such high spirits, the doctors were also pleased. After giving some instructions on precautions, they left for the next ward.

Even after the doctors left, Grandpa Rong was still talking: "These doctors' skills are truly wonderful. Yingzi, when we get discharged, shall we make some silk banners to give to them?"

Rong Leying: "Sure, I'll find the time to do it when I get back."

The doctors and nurses in this hospital were quite good and took good care of them.

She would make a silk banner for the doctors and nurses.

After giving the talisman paper Xu Yunfei requested to him, and handing the old man over to the caregiver, Rong Leying arrived at the ward where Mr. Guan was staying, following the address on the order.

The person who opened the door after she knocked was a young man who looked somewhat familiar.

Guan Xiangyu recognized her as the person he had seen at the operating room door that day. "Is there something I can help you with?"

"Hello, I'm looking for Guan Jinqi."

"What business do you have with my grandfather?" Guan Xiangyu stepped aside to let Rong Leying into the ward. "My grandfather is not feeling well right now."

There were only the two of them in the ward; Guan Yunqian had gone out to buy breakfast for them.

Hearing that someone was looking for him, the old man on the hospital bed looked toward the door, only to find an unfamiliar young woman.

"I am Guan Jinqi. Do you have some business with me?"

Rong Leying walked to the bedside. "Hello, Mr. Guan Jinqi. I am here to collect the letter you want to send to Shen Honglian."

Guan Jinqi: "!!!"

Guan Xiangyu: "???"

(End of Chapter)