Bark-patterned sister

Chapter 1113: 1113: Pulling the Wool Over One's Eyes


Chapter 1113: Chapter 1113: Pulling the Wool Over One’s Eyes


Wei Qingran suddenly looked at Tu Wanyi, almost blurting out, asking her what kind of demon Su Zitong was.


But…


The remaining sense of reason forced her to calm down.


She tightened the strap of her bag in her hand, gave a rigid smile, and said, “It’s nothing, I just think that Tongtong’s eyes are very beautiful.”


Perhaps all mothers like it when others praise their children, Tu Wanyi smiled at the words, politely saying, “She takes after her father, but just average. Little Caihong is the truly beautiful one. By the way, you haven’t told me, how is Little Caihong’s injury? I was thinking of visiting her tomorrow.”


Wei Qingran’s expression softened a bit, she said, “Little Caihong’s leg wasn’t too seriously injured initially, it might have healed in one or two months. But I don’t know what happened; something strange occurred in the hospital today.”


Tu Wanyi instinctively asked, “What strange thing?”


Wei Qingran frowned, looked around, with an inscrutable expression, her voice lowered slightly, carrying a hint of unease, “It’s hard to say… Little Caihong was perfectly fine lying in the hospital ward, and for some reason, suddenly fractured again and was almost strangled by the caregiver. It scared us quite a bit; luckily, we discovered it in time, so nothing happened.”


Tu Wanyi was stunned, “How could that happen? Is that caregiver crazy?”


“The odd thing is that the caregiver said it was unintentional. She said it felt like she was controlled, that those actions were not her own intentions at all,” Wei Qingran said with a fear and unease, “Moreover, when we first called for the nurses and doctors, no one came, the entire hospital seemed empty… doesn’t it sound strange to you?”


Tu Wanyi got goosebumps from what she heard, “How could it be like that?”


Wei Qingran whispered, “I don’t know, that’s what makes it peculiar. Both Teacher Song and I are very worried. Teacher Song hired several bodyguards, but it’s uncertain if they’ll be of any help. I keep feeling that perhaps it’s because too many people died in that hospital, making it extremely eerie, which is why bizarre things keep happening.”


Tu Wanyi got a creepy feeling, suspecting that Wei Qingran was joking and trying to trick her.


But Wei Qingran looked very serious, her eyes shifting, with emotions aptly portrayed throughout her demeanor, not appearing to be faking it at all.


What Wei Qingran said made Tu Wanyi believe that it was indeed somewhat spooky.


Su Zitong, hiding behind her, listened to Wei Qingran’s words. She couldn’t help but tighten her grip on the little fox in her hand, her eyes filled with questions, as if questioning the little fox why Little Caihong was still alive.


The little fox showed no reaction.


Su Zitong’s eyes became even darker, as if some malice were surging and growing within.


“So, how is Little Caihong now?” Tu Wanyi, unsure whether or not to trust Wei Qingran, couldn’t continue the topic and thus had to bring it back.


Wei Qingran sighed and said, “She was rescued in time, so she’s fine now. The person is doing well, but who can say what will happen in the future? I always feel that hospital is very eerie, but Teacher Song thinks it’s not suitable for Little Caihong to transfer to another hospital now.”


Tu Wanyi agreed, “Yes, with Little Caihong being seriously injured, it’s not easy to transfer her to another hospital casually now. Besides… it might not be that eerie; these things are fake, and if you don’t believe, nothing will happen.”


Wei Qingran nodded, “Hopefully, as long as Little Caihong is fine, we can be at ease.”


Hearing this, Tu Wanyi comforted her a bit.


The two of them chatted casually.


Su Zitong suddenly tugged at Tu Wanyi’s hand, “Mom—”


Tu Wanyi broke off the conversation, turned her head to look at Su Zitong, “What’s wrong, Tongtong?”


Su Zitong’s complexion didn’t look good, slightly pale, as if feeling unwell. She touched her belly and pouted, “My stomach hurts, Mom, let’s go home, I want to go home—”