My Healing Games

Chapter 570 Mom's Here
Having drunk quite a bit, the octopus leaned against the balcony railing, its eyes wide as it looked at the road at the entrance of the residential complex.

The woman in red who was just standing in the middle of the road suddenly disappeared.

"Am I hallucinating?"

Disturbed, the octopus stubbed out its cigarette and returned to the living room.

The music and the compliments from the crowd cheered the octopus up a bit: "Come on! Let's drink until we drop tonight!"

"Team leader, I also brought you a bottle of red wine." A subordinate took the bottle out of the gift box. Just by looking at the packaging, you could tell that it was a very expensive bottle of wine.

"Little Wang is so thoughtful. Let's finish this wine first, and then we can drink the others." Octopus stared at the bottle of red wine, his mind filled with the image of the woman in red he had just seen. He became increasingly agitated and could only numb himself with alcohol.

She kept gulping it down, and after another hour, the female staff member in the department couldn't take it anymore and hurriedly ran to the toilet.

"I'll go check on Xiaoling, you guys drink first." Octopus was also drunk. He swayed as he got up and walked towards the bathroom.

Pushing open the door, Octopus saw his subordinate sitting on the toilet.

The female employee named Xiaoling had just vomited and couldn't even stand up.

“I’ve always told you to do things within your capabilities. Why don’t you go and rest for a while?” Octopus helped his female subordinate up, and for some reason, Zhao Qian’s face flashed through his mind during the physical contact.

As her direct superior, he didn't dare utter a word in front of Zhao Qian, and had just been scolded.

He grew angrier the more he thought about it. He helped Xiaoling into the master bedroom, took off her shoes, and put her on the bed.

Staring at the female subordinate who came to congratulate him, Octopus sat down on the edge of the bed. His hand slowly moved forward, but just then his phone suddenly rang.

Startled, the octopus, as if caught on camera, quickly got up.

Swallowing hard, Octopus looked down at his phone screen. The person who called him was Zhao Liu. He had been working overtime the night before last, and he hadn't come to the celebration party today.

"You scared me! That kid has no sense of propriety." Octopus answered the phone: "Get to the point!"

"Unit 13, 14th floor..."

"what?"

"Unit 13, 14th floor..."

"Are you out of your mind? What nonsense are you spouting!"

"Unit 13, 14th floor..."

Octopus, who had drunk a lot of alcohol, was still feeling dizzy. He listened to the phone twice before he realized that the voice on the other end was different from Zhao Liu's; it was gloomy and emotionless.

After hanging up the phone, Octopus glanced back at Xiaoling, then walked out of the bedroom and quietly closed the door.

"Team leader, we have to go to work tomorrow, we can't drink anymore." Xiao Wang was a very shrewd person. He saw Zhang Yu helping Xiao Ling back to the bedroom and seemed to understand something.

"Indeed, we also bothered the team leader for a long time today."

The subordinates helped each other to their feet. Among them was a chubby new employee who adjusted his glasses. He had a very low alcohol tolerance and his face was flushed from drinking. "Where's Sister Ling? Is she still in the restroom? I'll go get her."

"Did Ah Ling leave halfway through her drink?" Xiao Wang scratched his head and struggled to pull the chubby boy up from the ground. While drinking, he had the chubby boy drink several glasses of wine for him.

"We should go too, it's almost midnight."

After putting on their coats, Octopus's subordinates strolled to the door and said goodbye to Octopus.

As the leader, Octopus naturally wouldn't see them off; he simply gave them a few words of advice to be careful on the road before closing the door.

Standing in the entryway, Octopus didn't rush to leave; he listened to the footsteps of his subordinates as they departed.

"This corridor is so dark! There isn't even a light."

"That doesn't make sense. I remember there were lights when I came here. They were probably fluorescent lights, which are only on during the day."

"That's strange, why is the elevator stuck on this floor? Is it broken?"

"This is supposed to be a top-tier neighborhood in the city center? Forget it, let's take the stairs."

After his subordinates left, Octopus unbuttoned the top button of his shirt. He felt very hot all over, whether because he had drunk too much or for some other reason.

“Once I take Zhao Qian’s place, my position will be vacant. In terms of ability, Xiao Wang is the most suitable, but for now, I can give Xiao Ling a chance.”

As if convincing himself, Octopus picked up the red wine his subordinate had brought and walked to the bedroom door, already somewhat impatient.

Pushing open the bedroom door, Octopus stood in the doorway, staring at Xiaoling's body. He felt as if a fire was burning inside him; he was both afraid and wanted to go over.

"Xiaoling, can you hear me?" Octopus asked cautiously. Seeing that Xiaoling didn't react, he slowly moved to the edge of the bed.

After putting down the red wine, Octopus knelt on one knee on the bed, about to reach out to Xiaoling, when his phone suddenly rang again.

Octopus's heart pounded in fear. She opened her phone and saw that it was Zhao Liu calling again.

"I'm going to teach him a lesson when I get to work tomorrow!"

Zhang Yu didn't answer and hung up the phone, but Zhao Liu kept calling him.

After several hang-ups, Octopus began receiving messages from Zhao Liu, all containing the same sentence—Unit 13, 14th floor…

"What is he doing?" Octopus turned off his phone and threw it aside, his anxiety growing.

Today was supposed to be the happiest day of his life. He had trampled the person he hated most underfoot and could laugh and vent his anger without restraint. Logically, he should have felt great, but now his heart was filled with unease.

Han Fei's seemingly joking warning flashed through his mind, and the words "be careful tonight" felt like a thorn piercing his heart.

"That bastard is deliberately trying to disgust me!"

Octopus opened the red wine, took a sip, and then looked at Xiaoling's fair skin.

"do not care!"

Before Octopus could even throw his shirt on the ground after taking it off, his phone rang again.

"Damn it! Is this never going to end?!"

Picking up the phone and answering the call, Octopus said fiercely into the other end, "Zhao Liu! Have you taken the wrong medicine?!"

He shouted loudly into the phone, but there was no sound from Zhao Liu on the other end.

After a short while, the octopus suddenly realized something: it had just turned off its phone, so how could the other party still call?
With his alcohol-numbed mind clearing up a little, Octopus looked down at his phone screen, at which point a woman's voice came from it.

"Unit 13, 14th floor, Room 174".

"Snapped!"

Startled, Octopus dropped his phone on the ground, recalling the woman in red standing in the middle of the road.

"What's going on? Why is this thing targeting me?" Cold sweat instantly poured down the octopus's back: "Isn't room 174 the room Fu Yi sold me? I just moved in!"

The alcohol completely sobered him up. Octopus didn't even bother to call Xiaoling. He put on his shirt and started running outside. The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt: "No wonder Fu Yi was so kind. There's something wrong with the house he lives in!"

Octopus ran out of the bedroom, not even having time to change his shoes, and rushed barefoot to the door of the living room.

Grabbing the doorknob, Octopus suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside the door, the sound getting closer and closer.

"Could the woman in red have gone upstairs?"

In that brief moment of hesitation, the footsteps stopped.

The octopus approached the security door, peered through the peephole, and saw a woman in red standing at his door with her head down!
The octopus gasped and took several steps back.

"She...she's come looking for me! This room is her target!"

The octopus felt like killing Fu Yi; he regretted it so much he wanted to bang his head against the wall.

A faint stench of decay lingered in the air, and dark blood seeped into the room from under the door.

Her breathing became rapid. Octopus rummaged for her phone to call the police, but when she reached into her pocket, she remembered that she had left her phone in the bedroom.

Octopus scrambled to his feet and turned around, only to see Xiaoling, who had been sleeping soundly in bed, standing at the bedroom door.

Her skin was deathly pale, she stood on tiptoe, her joints twisted, and her black hair fell in front of her face.

"Xiao Ling? Cao Lingling?"

The octopus's voice began to tremble, and just then, the doorknob of the security door started to twist wildly, as if someone outside was trying to open the door.

Pfft!
The terrified octopus immediately knelt on the ground: "Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor! I haven't done anything wrong! You've got the wrong person! You've really got the wrong person!"

The octopus was incoherent, crying uncontrollably and screaming incessantly.

He took over Fu Yi's design for "Immortality," seized Fu Yi's resources in the company, took his position, and occupied Fu Yi's house. Just as he was gloating over taking everything from Fu Yi, he didn't expect that the disaster Fu Yi had caused would also find him.

With a creak, the security door was slowly pushed open. Octopus didn't dare to turn around. He was so frightened that he couldn't muster any strength and kept crying and begging for mercy.

Footsteps echoed through the blood, and red handprints appeared in various parts of the room.

Every place that holds precious memories of this family was seized by the bloody hand.

Gradually, the strange noises around them subsided considerably, and the octopus quietly opened its eyes.

A drop of blood landed right on the bridge of his nose. When he looked up, a woman's face appeared above him.

Before he could make a sound, he felt the blood on the ground pull him up like a rope, instantly dragging him out of the room.

"Fu Yi! I..."

Before the octopus could finish speaking, its body had already disappeared into the darkness.

Cao Lingling, her limbs twisted, fell to the ground. The woman in red walked past her, paused in the living room for a moment, and then went to the room on the second floor where Fu Sheng had once lived.

He slowly raised his drooping head, his black hair slipped down, revealing a face that was skin and bones.

You can tell she used to be a very beautiful person, but she seems to have fallen ill later.

A bloody handprint appeared in the corner of the room, followed by countless bloody handprints that covered the entire room, layer upon layer, until the glass window suddenly shattered!

The woman in red standing in the center of Fu Sheng's room slowly turned her body and looked in another direction.

……

At midnight, Han Fei stood in the bedroom, looking around the cramped room, searching for a place to sleep on the floor; his wife lay on the bed, tilting her head to look at him, a bitter smile on her face.

"This room is a bit small, so perhaps..."

"Then I'll go sleep in the living room; the air is better outside." Han Fei carried his own set of bedding to the sofa. He was making his "bed" when he suddenly heard a faint crying sound coming from Fu Sheng's room.

"what happened?"

Han Fei approached quietly, hesitated for a moment, and then knocked on the door: "Fu Sheng? Aren't you asleep yet?"

"No." The bedroom door opened, and Fu Sheng appeared in the doorway. His expression was relatively normal, but his eyes were a little red and swollen.

"What's wrong with you?"

“I keep hearing my mother calling my name lately. She told me to stay away from you.” Fu Sheng looked at Han Fei: “Can you answer me properly one more time? Did your mother’s death have anything to do with you?”

"It has nothing to do with me," Han Fei said with certainty.

Fu Sheng stared at him for a while longer before seemingly letting out a sigh of relief: "That's good."

The door closed, and Fu Sheng returned to the room, while Han Fei stood alone in the living room.

"Even if Fu Yi is a beast, he wouldn't go so far as to kill his own wife, would he? I didn't find any similar prompts when I was doing the building manager tasks, so there must be some misunderstanding."

After obtaining his father's special title, Han Fei was able to use Fu Yi and Fu Tian's abilities, but not Fu Sheng's, which shows that Fu Sheng did not completely trust him.

"If this misunderstanding can be cleared up, Fu Sheng will probably be able to trust me completely."

Back on the sofa, just as Han Fei was about to lie down, his phone suddenly vibrated.

When I picked it up, the caller ID showed an octopus.

Is this thing still alive?

Han Fei glanced at the clock on the wall and felt that the person calling him now was probably no longer Octopus.

Han Fei turned on his computer, played the theme song he had created on repeat, and then pressed the answer button on his phone amidst curses.

"Hello?"

After the call connected, a woman's voice came from the other end of the phone; she sounded like she was laughing, but also like she was crying.

“Octopus bought my house, and you showed up there, which means your real target should be me and my family.” Han Fei’s voice was calm and steady, not like someone answering a call from a dead person at midnight, but more like chatting with a long-lost friend.

“There are many people who want to kill me, but there is only one woman who has a strong attachment to this family and has already passed away—Fu Sheng’s biological mother.”

Listening to the unnamed curse music, Han Fei poured himself a glass of water and then lay down on the sofa: "Can we have a proper talk? Actually, I'd really like to see you too."

The crying and laughter on the other end of the phone gradually became jarring. It was as if the woman's heart was enveloped in hatred, and she was unable to communicate with the outside world, trapped in a world of hatred.

“If you don’t want to talk to me, how about I let Fu Sheng answer the phone? Just now, he cried his eyes out because he missed you.”

Han Fei walked towards Fu Sheng's bedroom with his phone in hand. He knocked lightly on the door, and Fu Sheng's voice came from inside: "Is there something you need?"

“There’s someone very important to us who wants to talk to you.” Han Fei didn’t hang up the phone; he handed it over immediately after Fu Sheng opened the door.

"Looking for me?" Fu Sheng took the phone, but before he could say a word, the call was disconnected.

Fu Sheng stared at his phone screen with a face full of doubt. When he saw the caller ID—Octopus—his expression became even more strange.

"Is this person important to us?" Fu Sheng handed the phone back to Han Fei: "I know you've been under a lot of pressure lately, but please stop doing these strange things."

(End of this chapter)