Rescuing the Villainous Boss with a Little Dirty Master

"Grandpa, can you leave here?"

Jiang Heng looked at the ghosts wandering in the corridor. Most of them were in a daze, and only a few, like the old ghost standing next to him, had their own consciousness.

Following Jiang Heng's gaze, Lao Gui's smile faded, replaced by a hint of sorrow.

"Yes and no." The old ghost floated into the group of ghosts and pointed to the middle-aged ghost with tattered clothes next to him. "He had a very lovely daughter who died suddenly from a terrible illness when she was only five years old. That day, he jumped off the top floor of the hospital, wanting to go with his child... This became his obsession."

Old Ghost paused for a moment, then continued, "For more than a decade, his obsession has lingered, his soul has not dissipated, and he has been wandering around this hospital, searching for his daughter every moment."

The old ghost continued to float forward, patting the head of a young ghost. "Little Wu was a homeless child. He died in a car accident while trying to save his dog. No one mourns him, no one cares, and he can't leave even if he wants to."

Xiao Wu glanced at Jiang Heng and smiled shyly at him. Jiang Heng waved back, her smile equally genuine.

Every time a ghost passed by, the old ghost would linger for a while. No ghost in the hospital stayed longer than him. He treated them like his own children, feeling sorry for their plight and saddened by their stubbornness in staying there.

Jiang Heng followed beside him, turned her head to look, and asked, "Grandpa, what about you?"

Old Ghost walked forward with his hands behind his back, his posture relaxed and his tone carefree, "Old Ghost, I don't remember."

Jiang Heng caught up and asked, "For ghosts like Xiao Wu, if someone performs a ritual for them, can they leave this place and be reincarnated?"

"Yes, it's a pity there's no one..."

"I can do it!"

Old Ghost was so startled he almost jumped out of his skin. He turned to look at Jiang Heng, "You? Aren't you a ghost too?"

"But my partner is a person."

Old Gui had been in this hospital for over a hundred years and thought he had seen it all, but he was still a little stunned. He had never imagined that the children trapped here would one day be able to leave.

He patted Jiang Heng on the shoulder, "Good, good, good child. Grandpa thanks you on their behalf."

"Grandpa, if you have time, could you ask Xiao Wu and the others what they think? I'll go to my girlfriend to make arrangements for this."

"Okay! Grandpa will stay here and watch over your mother for you."

Meanwhile, at Jiang Yuan'an's insistence, the hospital quickly discharged him. He didn't even think to see Shen Yuan one last time before leaving under the escort of bodyguards.

Jiang Heng quickly informed Lao Gui and then chased after him.

In the spacious back seat, Jiang Yuan'an asked the driver to turn up the temperature. Despite the crisp autumn air, he only felt cold. The chill enveloped him, compressing the space around him, making him afraid to even breathe.

The bodyguard sitting next to him also felt that the arm near Jiang Yuan'an was a little cold. He quietly moved his position a little, but Jiang Yuan'an immediately noticed.

"You noticed it too, didn't you!"

Jiang Yuan'an grabbed the bodyguard's arm, nervously looking back and forth between his sides, even glancing at his feet, as if afraid that another bloody head would roll at his feet.

"gentlemen......"

The bodyguard let him hold his arm, exchanging a helpless glance with his brother in the passenger seat.

Jiang Yuan'an looked up and met Jiang Heng's icy gaze in the rearview mirror. Her pale face was not something a living person could have.

Jiang Yuan'an's breathing became more and more rapid, and his body trembled even more violently. He stared intently at the rearview mirror and saw Jiang Heng slowly raise her hand, wrap it around the back of his neck, and cover his mouth and nose.

A chilling breath washed over my face. "Do you know how painful it was for me when I died?"

As the feeling of suffocation washed over him, Jiang Yuan'an gripped the pale hand on his face tightly, trying to pull it away. In the bodyguard's view, Jiang Yuan'an inexplicably began to tremble and was now scratching his face incessantly, his blunt fingernails digging bloody marks into his skin, showing how much force he was using.

The van screeched to a halt on the side of the road. The bodyguard opened the car door, intending to take Jiang Yuan'an out, but was frightened by his madness.

A passing car slowed down, and someone rolled down their window to peek inside. Upon seeing the scene, they shouted anxiously, "Is he having an epileptic seizure?! Quickly, stuff something into his mouth!"

Although the bodyguard's intuition told him it wasn't epilepsy, just to be on the safe side, he grabbed a towel from the locker and tried to pry open the man's mouth and stuff it in. However, the man clenched his teeth and refused to cooperate, resulting in a stalemate.

Two horn blares suddenly came from behind. Jiang Heng smiled and suddenly released her hand from Jiang Yuan'an. At the same time, the bodyguard tightened his grip on Jiang Yuan'an's chin, and with a crack, it was the sound of his chin dislocating.

The fear and pain caused Jiang Yuan'an to shed tears. The bodyguard hesitated for a moment, but still helped him press his chin back down and stuffed a towel into his mouth.

In the rearview mirror, Jiang Heng's figure suddenly disappeared. The temperature inside the car gradually rose. Jiang Yuan'an ripped the towel out of his mouth, pushed open the car door, staggered out of the car, and lay on the ground panting heavily.

A black sedan sped past him, startling Jiang Yuan'an, who struggled to climb two more steps onto his car.

"Look at the way he's running away in a panic."

Inside the black sedan, Jiang Heng lay sprawled in Qi Lan's arms, his eyes crinkling with laughter. Qi Lan held him firmly with one arm around him, a smile playing on his lips.

Wang Zheng sat in the passenger seat, his fingertips rapidly typing on his laptop. "How can 'Jiang Yuan'an, chairman of the Jiang Group, is suspected of having mental health issues' not be big news?"

Jiang Shi and Jiang Yu were extremely busy.

A few days ago, the Qi family announced in the industry that they would permanently refuse to cooperate with the Jiang family. In addition, they blatantly snatched several of their projects. Jiang Yu's calls to the Qi family never went unanswered. He even went to the Qi family building to try and confront them, but he couldn't even find Qi Lan.

Many partners are now willing to breach contracts to cancel previous collaborations, and Jiang Yu is busy trying to mediate between them.

Just then, his phone rang, and his heart skipped a beat, fearing it was another call to terminate his contract. After seeing the caller ID, he calmed himself down and quickly answered.

"what's up?"

"President Jiang, please look at the news! Chairman Jiang is in trouble! We can't suppress this news!"

Jiang Yu had a bad feeling. He hung up the phone and saw a notification pop up on his screen: "Jiang Yuan'an is suspected of having a history of mental illness."

Jiang Yu's pupils contracted, and his hands trembled as he clicked on the notification. He saw videos of Jiang Yuan'an shouting in the hospital corridor, convulsing and rolling his eyes in the car, and crawling on the road...

Jiang Yu suddenly felt his vision go black.

Based on these videos of Jiang Yuan'an, the previous partners could easily have used "damage to the partner's image" as a reason to terminate the contract, and the liquidated damages that they would have had to pay would now be compensated by the Jiang family.