Rescuing the Villainous Boss with a Little Dirty Master

"The person in that hospital room was indeed my mother, but I have been dead for five years."

"So, the person I saw was your twin brother?"

Jiang Heng forced a wry smile; because of her delicate features, this appearance made her look especially endearing.

"Not a twin, but the murderer who killed me. He, he and my dad conspired to kill me, and then had plastic surgery to look like me to deceive my mom..."

"Outrageous! Outrageous! Utterly vile and disgusting!"

The old ghost was so angry that his soul swelled up and floated higher and higher, his head almost piercing through the ceiling.

Suddenly, the corridor became eerily cold, and passersby unconsciously rubbed their arms and muttered complaints, "The air conditioning in this hospital is way too cold."

Jiang Heng quickly floated upwards, grabbing the old ghost's still-rising soul.

"Grandpa, calm down, calm down."

Jiang Heng was puzzled. Why could this old ghost grow so big, almost as big as a small hill, when they were both ghosts?

After finally calming the old ghost down, it shrunk back to its normal size, though it still looked extremely angry.

"Young man, next time that guy comes, I'll teach him a lesson for you!"

Jiang Heng's worry deepened. "Grandpa, that man has an evil spirit on him. We don't know where it came from. It sucks away yin energy. Please don't go near him."

"Hmph, you mean that thing all in black? I tore it into several pieces."

Old Ghost initially thought the man was possessed by an evil spirit. Taking advantage of the moment when the ghost was separated from the man and trying to absorb a lot of yin energy in the hospital, he rushed up and tore the man apart with his bare hands.

The ghosts in this hospital are all those who still have lingering attachments and don't want to leave, or those who died without anyone to offer sacrifices, so their souls cannot rest in peace. They are already suffering enough, and the old ghost can't bear to see them become food for evil spirits without even realizing it.

"what?!"

Jiang Heng and 886 were stunned. Was this old man really that strong? How could tearing apart a demon be as easy as tearing apart a chicken?

Old Gui crossed his arms, looking rather smug. Just as he was about to float up again, Jiang Heng swiftly caught him and pressed him down.

"Hmph, I've been here since this hospital was just a single-story building. A mere evil spirit with a dozen years of cultivation, I'll tear it apart one by one. Too bad he got away."

Jiang Heng leaned forward and took his arm. "You're amazing! Grandpa, could you look after my mother for me? My dad is in the hospital too, and I'm worried he might harm her."

"Wow? Your dad's here too? Which room? I'll get my old buddies to teach him a lesson tonight."

Jiang Heng's smile became even more genuine, and she kept thanking Grandpa, completely flattering the old man.

There were so many unexpected surprises today.

After saying goodbye to Lao Gui, Jiang Heng floated downstairs with a joyful expression.

Back in Qi Lan's car, he grabbed Qi Lan's arm and started babbling away.

"I've found an incredibly powerful helper! That evil spirit inside Jiang Yu can no longer be a threat!"

Qi Lan raised an eyebrow in surprise and glanced at the inpatient building. She hadn't expected such a place to exist in a hospital.

Now that the evil spirit is restrained, they can go about their business freely.

The hospital was unusually quiet tonight, especially the VIP floor of the inpatient building. A thick, eerie aura gathered outside a ward door. Peering through the small window in the door, Old Ghost saw a middle-aged man who looked four or five parts similar to the little ghost he had seen in the hospital during the day, leaning against the hospital bed and talking on the phone.

Old Ghost walked through the door and stood beside him, listening openly.

"Hasn't Master Liu been found yet? If not, find someone else, and do it quickly!"

"Grandmaster?"

Old Ghost pondered to himself, "Could this person be trying to find someone to exorcise that little ghost? I heard from a passing nurse that he kept shouting about ghosts before he fainted... This is insane! He did something wrong and now he's making sure the dead can't rest in peace!"

He waved to the outside of the ward, and all the old and young ghosts waiting outside rushed in.

Jiang Yuan'an was giving instructions on his phone when he felt the temperature around him drop sharply. He tugged at the blanket draped over his legs and saw the foot of the bed suddenly arch up, its shape suggesting it was moving towards him.

Jiang Yuan'an's hand trembled. In the quiet ward, it seemed as if even the sound of his heartbeat could be heard.

Thump, thump.

He felt as if he were frozen in place, unable to move his entire body, and his eyes felt like they were about to burst open.

A tearing pain shot through his eyelids, and he realized that it wasn't that his eyes were opening wider, but that something unseen was prying open his eyelids.

The bulge under the blanket was getting closer and closer to him, about to emerge from under the blanket. He struggled desperately, trying to escape the hospital bed. But the force on his shoulders grew stronger and stronger, even pressing down on the back of his head.

Now, his eyes were staring at the gap in the blanket, which was getting bigger and bigger. A pair of blood-red eyes met his gaze, the eyeballs bulging and the blood vessels pulsating as if they were alive.

The blanket was pushed open completely, and a bloodied head burst into Jiang Yuan'an's view. His mouth opened wide, trying to scream, but no sound came out.

"Little Wu is indeed a young ghost who just died; he's so good at scaring people."

The middle-aged ghosts responsible for suppressing Jiang Yuan'an couldn't help but marvel.

Xiao Wu grinned, forgetting his current appearance, his mouth stretching to his ears. Jiang Yuan'an's eyes rolled back, and he was about to faint, but his arm was pinched to force him to stay awake.

This night was undoubtedly the darkest night of Jiang Yuan'an's life. Dozens of ghosts took turns attacking, using every trick in the book. And every time Jiang Yuan'an was about to faint, he was forced to regain consciousness.

The ghosts didn't leave until dawn.

Old Ghost stayed behind, whispering in Jiang Yuan'an's ear, his voice chilling: "Evil will be punished. I'll be waiting for you in the underworld."

"Aaaaaaah! A ghost! A ghost!"

Jiang Yuan'an was finally able to shout out loud, and he scrambled off the floor and rushed outside. The bodyguard, who had just returned with water, glanced at the ward with suspicion, but apart from the messy blankets, he didn't notice anything unusual.

He strode after Jiang Yuan'an.

The nurse at the desk saw him rush over with a dark complexion and bloodshot eyes, even tripping and falling to the ground. Startled, she quickly went to help him up.

"Mr. Jiang! What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Jiang Yuan'an gripped the nurse's wrist tightly, leaving marks on it.

"There's a ghost! There's a ghost here! I want to be discharged!"

The nurse was the same one who had prepared the sedative for him during the day. She heard him shouting about ghosts again, and her tone was rather helpless.

"Mr. Jiang, did you not sleep well last night? Shall I take you back to your ward?"

"No! I don't want to go back!" Hearing that she was going to take him back to his ward, Jiang Yuan'an hurriedly glanced around and grabbed the bodyguard who rushed over, "Get me discharged immediately!"

Jiang Heng, who had come early in the morning to wait and watch the show, gave Old Gui standing next to her a thumbs up and said, "You're amazing!"

Old Gui smiled smugly, "Come to Grandpa anytime you need anything."