No, you have arrived at the exact right moment.

Chapter 47: No, You Have Come at Just the Right Time

Now that the Green Mountain Hospital instance was completely resolved without any issues, Duan Ming found himself facing a new dilemma.

How was he supposed to find his lovely teammates?

In the Netherworld, the only use for a smartphone was browsing treasured lewd images. Since communication was impossible, he stood frozen in place, momentarily dumbfounded.

He did not even know where to go to sleep.

After racking his brain, the only person he was somewhat familiar with in the entire building was Zhou Mengyue.

"Shall I go impose on little Yueyue for the night?"

The thought had just crossed his mind when his lower half instinctively carried him clatter-clatter-clattering down to the fifth floor.

Ever since arriving in the Netherworld, this was the first time Yu Fangfang suffered from insomnia because of a man.

Perhaps in the past, many male ghost spirits had curried favor with her due to her beauty, but because of her personality, she had never given any of them a pleasant look, even earning herself the moniker of the "Cold-Faced Goddess."

Yet now, having been lying down for quite a while, every time she closed her eyes, the shadow of that man lingered persistently in her mind.

Clearly, it was just a completely insignificant bowl of complimentary soup, yet it began to send ripples across her long-tranquil state of mind.

Especially his cold indifference after showing that care—as if delivering a bowl of soup was truly just out of concern for her health. This was vastly different from the scumbags she had encountered before she died.

After tossing and turning for a long time, she got up, splashed some water on her face, and stared at her pretty reflection in the mirror.

Yu Fangfang was indeed striking; otherwise, she would not have been chosen alongside Zhou Mengyue as the representative facades of the inpatient department.

Right at that moment, a knock sounded at her door.

"Who is it?" Yu Fangfang walked toward the door, puzzled.

Who would be so idle as to wander around knocking on doors in the middle of the night?

There was no response from outside.

She stood behind the door and asked again, "Who is out there?"

"Fangfang, it's me."

Yu Fangfang's hand, which had been resting on the doorknob, dropped back down.

The moment the person spoke, she confirmed that it was Liu Dong, a male nurse from the second floor. This Liu Dong was like a stubborn plaster; even though she constantly rolled her eyes at him and spoke coldly, he kept pestering her relentlessly.

Her tone turned frosty. "What are you here for?"

The noise outside stopped.

Suddenly, the knocking became rapid and urgent.

"Fangfang! Fangfang, hurry and open the door! Something filthy is coming this way!"

Yu Fangfang: "? ? ?"

After a moment of hesitation, she opened the door anyway.

In the middle of the night in the Netherworld, what filthy things could there be besides those indigenous spirits?

As colleagues, there was no need to stand by and watch someone die.

The moment the door opened, a figure instantly rushed inside, tightly shoving the door shut behind them.

"Liu Dong, what are you trying to do?!"

Seeing the leering grin on his face, Yu Fangfang instantly realized she had just been tricked.

A male, deception—this already fulfilled her rules of death, yet she was powerless to do anything.

Liu Dong was at the Fierce Ghost tier.

Liu Dong smiled evilly. "Fangfang, look, I even braved the night to come find you. Doesn't that prove my sincerity? Just accept me; I promise I'll treat you well. I swear it."

"In your dreams!"

Yu Fangfang glared at him furiously. "If you get lost right now, I can pretend nothing ever happened and won't report you to the head nurse."

"Tsk, the head nurse?" Liu Dong let out a derisive laugh. "Your backer is probably already scattered to the winds by now."

"What did you say?"

"Nothing much." Liu Dong shrugged and spread his hands. "It's just that I saw a few humans go up to the fifth floor, and now the confinement restrictions on all the hospital rooms have disappeared. What do you think that means?"

"Haven't you noticed how quiet it is outside?"

Yu Fangfang's pupils constricted. She had been too flustered earlier to notice, but now, listening closely, her face turned pale.

Liu Dong looked even more smug at the sight.

"So, do you think the head nurse is still alive? Without her, what else do you have to threaten me with?"

"I'll say it again: my feelings for you are genuine. If you know what's good for you, be a little more cooperative. If you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit, then I have my own methods. Hehehe."

He stepped forward two paces, causing Yu Fangfang to instinctively retreat two paces. She bit her lip, but her gaze glared fiercely back at him.

"It seems you still chose the stupidest option. But that's fine; I like a thrill."

Liu Dong smiled like a Dragon King and began unbuttoning his shirt.

Right at that moment, the knocking on the door started again.

Liu Dong was startled for a split second, but he quickly recovered, a sly grin forming at the corner of his mouth.

He exaggerated his movements as he walked back toward the door.

"So late at night, who could possibly be coming to visit our little Fangfang? Let me guess..."

He yanked the door open.

"Surprise! Miss Yueyue!"

The next second, his brow furrowed tightly.

"Who the hell are you?"

Duan Ming, standing at the doorway, scratched his head, checked the room number, and offered an apologetic smile. "Uh, sorry, I think I knocked on the wrong door."

Just as he was about to step back, he caught sight of Yu Fangfang's distressed expression behind the man.

"Yu Fangfang? Are... are you okay?" he asked.

Yu Fangfang shook her head anxiously, while Liu Dong aggressively shoved him.

"I said, are you fucking deaf or can't you understand ghost language? Who the hell are you? What the fuck does it matter to you whether she's okay or not?"

Duan Ming: "What the fuck did you just fucking say?"

"What the fuck do you think I fucking said?"

"I'll have you fucking repeat that!"

Duan Ming grabbed the man's head and slammed it straight into the floor.

"Recite this with me."

"At the birth of man."

"Their nature is inherently good."

"..."

With every line he recited, the man's head was smashed heavily onto the floor once. By the time the wholesome Three Character Classic was finished, Liu Dong was a complete mess with a bruised and battered face.

Duan Ming flicked his wrists and sneered.

"A mere 1134 minor fierce ghost acting so arrogant with me? Can't even cure you?"

"Do you know you were wrong?!"

"I..."

Boom!

Another session of brain-storming, and Liu Dong simply passed out cold.

Duan Ming lingered in lingering fear: "Almost blurted it out again. Good thing I'm quick-witted."

"Huh? He passed out and his friendliness is still -100? Still dare to harbor murderous intent toward me? Gotta pull out the weeds by the roots..."

He pointed at the idiot on the floor and looked at the dumbfounded Yu Fangfang. "What are your thoughts?"

Yu Fangfang was stunned for a moment before a look of hatred surfaced in her eyes. "I wish I could kill this scum!"

"Oh."

"Then I have no psychological burden left."

Duan Ming muttered softly and pulled out the Brain-Eating Doll.

"Eek—"

Yu Fangfang instantly covered her mouth with both hands, her eyes welling up with tears.

He was actually going to kill a fierce ghost just because of a single word from me?

[Yu Fangfang's friendliness +100]

[Yu Fangfang's friendliness: 71] (Could he be the one destined for me?)

Duan Ming: Huh?

He didn't dwell on it for long, though. The Brain-Eating Doll had already finished its work and scurried back. He casually tossed Liu Dong's corpse outside before turning back to face Yu Fangfang.

"Sorry about that. I originally meant to look for Zhou Mengyue, must've knocked on the wrong door. Get some rest early, bye."

With that, he closed the door without the slightest hesitation and left.

Yu Fangfang's heart trembled.

He didn't take me seriously again?

Could it be that he really is different from everyone else?

Could it be that he truly has zero interest in me?

However, what if—just what if—I were to pursue him instead? Would he accept me?

Aiya, Yu Fangfang, what on earth are you thinking about?

The sound of a door opening and Zhou Mengyue's cheers could already be heard next door. At that very instant, Yu Fangfang felt a suffocating tightness in her chest. Driven by some inexplicable impulse, she opened her door and stepped out.

Zhou Mengyue's door had not yet been closed. Through the crack, she saw Zhou Mengyue excitedly throwing herself straight into Duan Ming's arms.

Yu Fangfang looked into the room with a complex expression, accidentally nudged her own door wider, and exposed herself to their line of sight.

"Eek—sorry, sorry! I guess I came at a bad time."

Duan Ming paused, then smiled gently.

"No, you have come at just the right time."

[Yu Fangfang's friendliness is maxed out]

A preliminary declaration: This chapter really isn't filler! This character will be useful later on!

(End of chapter)