Chapter 171: Whose Prank Was This? Does Someone Have Other Intentions?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Ji Nuan held the package and turned to enter the elevator.

As she approached the office door, Feng Ling took a glance at the package in her hands. “What is it?”

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“A package I received earlier. I’m not sure what’s inside.” Ji Nuan walked to enter the office.

Feng Ling’s expression turned solemn as she instantly became wary. She abruptly turned to enter the office with her, saying, “I’ll help you open it. Stand further away.”

Ji Nuan faltered. She was about to say that it was fine; that it was only a package.

However, seeing that Feng Ling had already nimbly brought the package to the office desk, she considered how professional and diligent Feng Ling typically was and chuckled. She said, amused, “All right, then you open it. Be careful, it better not be a bomb or something similar.”

While she spoke, Feng Ling had already removed the waterproof seal and opened the box. She lowered her gaze to scan the things inside, paused, and then turned to look at Ji Nuan.

“What is it?” Ji Nuan approached, lowering her head to see that it was actually a doll. It was not too large nor too small and was dressed in a white bridal gown. It was beautiful and adorable.

“Eh? Why is it a doll? Who would send me such a thing? ... Ss!”

Ji Nuan reached over to pick up the doll. However, the moment her hands came into contact with it, her palms stung with sharp pain. She instinctively released a cry as blood began flowing from her palms and fingers onto the doll’s white bridal gown.

“Be careful!” Feng Ling’s eyes were sharp as she quickly tugged Ji Nuan’s hands away. She then kicked the package onto the ground.

Ji Nuan turned, staring in disbelief as the doll shattered the instant it fell onto the ground. She paid little attention to the pain in her palms, fixating on the doll that appeared to be in one piece when it was in the box but was actually dismembered before it was packed, and at the countless blades scattered across the ground...

Ji Nuan’s blood stained the doll’s bridal gown red. Its head and four limbs were separated, and the sight of the red gown made it a frightening sight!

“Are you all right?” Feng Ling coldly glanced at the adorable doll that had turned frightening in an instant and lifted Ji Nuan’s hands for a closer look. She saw that there were multiple incisions of varying severity.

“I’m all right.” Ji Nuan shook her head. The pain in her palms was not especially serious. The blade had simply cut too deeply, causing quite some blood to drip from her hands.

She turned back to the doll on the ground. Her brows moved slightly as she fell into deep thought.

Whose prank was this? Does someone have other intentions?

Feng Ling pulled Ji Nuan to take another step backward in case the doll caused more problems. After confirming that Ji Nuan was a safe distance away, she approached, leaning down to undo the doll’s gown. This revealed the multiple blades stabbed into the doll’s body. The gown also hid several small, sharp blades.

Ji Nuan glanced at those blades and then looked at her own hands in consideration.

After checking it, Feng Ling stood up to say, “The cuts on your hands are quite deep. Let’s go to the hospital to bandage it first.”

Ji Nuan nodded. She then turned to look at the box. Feng Ling appeared to understand her as she ripped off the delivery receipt on the box.

The two walked out of the office. Coincidentally, Xiao Ba passed by. When she saw Ji Nuan’s hands, she instantly shouted, “My god! Boss Nuan, what happened to your hands! Why is there so much blood?”

Ji Nuan indicated for Feng Ling to hand that receipt to Xiao Ba. “Go to this delivery company and request for them to investigate where this package came from. If they refuse to investigate, immediately report them to the police.”

Xiao Ba was slightly dumbfounded as she received it. She then nodded. “All right. But Boss Nuan, your hands...”

“It’s all right. It’s just bleeding a little. Don’t make a fuss.” Ji Nuan did not say more as she headed out.

“Let’s go to Doctor Qin’s hospital. It’s not far from here,” Feng Ling said as she pushed open the door.

Ji Nuan did not reply as she wondered why the doll wore a wedding dress.

When they got on the car, Ji Nuan saw Feng Ling’s solemn expression and said after some consideration, “It’s all because of my own carelessness. These are just superficial wounds. Don’t tell Jing Shen, or he’ll worry.”

Feng Ling was just about to start the car. She turned back to meet her gaze. “It was caused by my neglect. I shouldn’t have lowered my guard after seeing it was a doll. Mr. Mo will know about this sooner or later. There’s no point hiding it.”

“Let’s go to the hospital first. Wait for the results from Xiao Ba before we decide.” Ji Nuan lowered her eyes to look at her hands.

Feng Ling did not say more as she started the car.

—-

In the hospital.

As Qin Siting applied the medication on Ji Nuan’s hands, he coldly mocked, “Do you really think I’m omnipotent? I’m in charge of internal medicine, yet you run here for me to deal with your superficial injuries. How did your hands become like this just by staying in the studio. How exactly did you get hurt?”

Feng Ling stood by the side without speaking. Ji Nuan got distracted when she entered to see Qin Siting earlier and paid extra attention to his expression.

He still had that fox-like smile, as though nothing had happened previously at Zi Jing Cheng Club.

“Aiya, be more gentle!” Ji Nuan felt a piercing pain in her palm and abruptly shouted softly.”Are you trying to press the cotton ball into my wound? Can’t you see that there are two deep wounds on my palm? Can’t you be more gentle...”

Qin Siting sneered. “Tolerate it.”

Ji Nuan: “...”

She raised her eyes to look at Feng Ling. Earlier, when she said to look for a traumatology doctor to bandage her wounds, Feng Ling had insisted on bringing her to Doctor Qin instead. It was as though everyone else was unreliable when compared to Doctor Qin.

“You don’t need to look at Feng Ling. Previously, she was heavily injured in America during a mission and almost lost her life. I was the one who brought her back from the gates of hell. She is very obstinate. I’m afraid aside from me, no one else would qualify as a doctor in her eyes,” Qin Siting indifferently explained. He wiped Ji Nuan’s fingers with an antiseptic solution and, as she gritted her teeth in pain, he asked coldly, “Does it hurt that much?”

“It didn’t hurt much when I got injured. You must have added salt to your antiseptic. It really hurts...” Ji Nuan replied, tugging back her hand. “Are you done? This is fine, there’s no need to bandage it.”

“The wounds on your palms are more serious and have to be bandaged immediately. Your fingers are fine. The antiseptic solution is sufficient.” Qin Siting’s voice was mild. “Take note not to touch water for the next few days, or it might become infected.”

Ji Nuan nodded.

Qin Siting returned the antiseptic solution to the shelf on the side, before turning to look at her. “Did you tell your man that your hands have been wounded?”

“I’ll tell him when I go back tonight.”

“That’s fine.” Qin Siting finished his words and turned to type on the computer. He then turned to Feng Ling. “I’ve prescribed some medication for her. Go to the pharmacy on the third floor to collect it for her. Apply it on her wound every morning and night.”