Chapter 59: Chapter 59 - 59 059 Abuse the Scum (1) The Fifth Master is very

Chapter 59: 059 Abuse the Scum (1) The Fifth Master is very Buddhist, yet intensely arrogant to the bone Chapter 59: 059 Abuse the Scum (1) The Fifth Master is very Buddhist, yet intensely arrogant to the bone Torrential rain swept across Pingjiang with the fall of night, the black sedan speeding through the rain, splashing up a mess of muddy water until it slowed down and merged into the traffic flow.

Inside the car radio, a few hosts were joking about hot issues in Pingjiang, suddenly shifting the topic from politics right over to the Tang Family.

“…In fact, I have a friend who’s met Miss Tang Wan and she’s not at all like she’s described in the reports, although Mrs. Tang’s attitude is indeed intriguing.”

The driver quickly turned off the radio, glancing in the rearview mirror at the person in the back seat, who just happened to meet his gaze, sending a chill down his spine.

“Pull over to the side up ahead.”

The voice was hoarse and deep.

…

At that moment in the Hospital, Tang Wan had just wrung out a hot towel to wipe down the old man, the only sounds in the otherwise silent room were the sharp pattering of the rain against the window glass.

Tang Wan entered the bathroom to freshen up quickly, and perhaps because the sound of the rain was so loud, she didn’t notice anyone push the door open and come in.

She had just hung up the phone with her best friend, who had cruelly told her a ghost story.

“…It was also on a rainy day, in the morgue of a hospital, when suddenly a gust of wind blew.”

“The sheet covering the corpse was blown off, and then the next second…”

“The corpse suddenly opened its eyes! Ah—”

Tang Wan’s breath caught in her throat, yet her tone remained calm, “Have you been overworked by your boss recently and turned into a pervert?”

“My boss is on a business trip, so I’ve been living life leisurely and comfortably, doing a face mask at home.”

“Okay, I’m hanging up. I don’t want to talk to you anymore.”

“Tang Xiaowan…”

The person on the other end was still talking, but Tang Wan had already hung up the phone. She had originally called to chat and pass the time, not to hear ghost stories.

The rainy night, the hospital, it always gave people a bad feeling.

Now that her friend had mentioned it, Tang Wan felt a chill down her spine.

When she opened the door, she only saw a dark shadow at the entrance of the bathroom. Her pupils constricted sharply. The person was dressed in white, their pallid skin under the incandescent light made them look totally bloodless.

Before Tang Wan could get a clear look at his face, her friend’s ghost story filled her mind, and she screamed involuntarily. But in the next second, the person stepped forward, covering her mouth with his hand…

The man’s hand was warm as a normal human’s, with the scent of rainwater on his body, fresh and subdued, and even slightly cool.

“Mmm…” Tang Wan finally saw the person in front of her.

But her heart was pounding so hard, and her face turned red from holding her breath.

“Shh—”

Jiang Jinsang leaned in close.

“Why would you yell like that, especially this late in the hospital?”

Tang Wan was genuinely scared, misty-eyed, staring at him. Her rapid breathing was warm and moist, coincidentally falling on the side of Jiang Jinsang’s fingers.

Jiang Jinsang released his hand, and Tang Wan took a moment to catch her breath, “Why did you come so late?”

“It’s raining. I was worried about you being here alone. Did I scare you?”

“A little.”

His pale complexion, yet with a red-lipped, white-toothed smile, was even attractive, but his sudden appearance, at that moment, had truly terrified her.

“I was about to knock and ask if you were inside when you opened the door.”

“You really didn’t need to come this late, I’m fine.”

“I know.”

“Then go sit outside. I’ll just freshen up a bit.” Tang Wan was indeed scared, using freshening up as a pretext to compose herself and calm her heart.

“Mhm, take your time. I’ll be outside; there’s nothing to be afraid of.”

Tang Wan nodded, and not until the door was closed did her heart stop pounding fiercely.

…

He An had also arrived at the door of the ward by this time, purposely finding someone to distract the duty nurse. Through a small glass window in the door, he could almost see the entire room.

The curtain by the bed had been drawn, yet a silhouette was visible upon it, and he was overjoyed!

He pushed open the door without caring about the noise, and directly locked it behind him.

“Tang Wan… After acting like a grandson all day, do you have any idea how tired I am?”

“Last time you almost broke my hand, I swore deep down, that one day I’d make you cry and beg for mercy!”

“Do you think you’re something special? Let me tell you, you just know some basic kicks and punches. Today you have no helpers, I want to see how you’ll escape.”

…

He An saw no movement from the person behind the curtain and thought Tang Wan was too scared to move or that she might have fallen asleep, considering it was nearly ten o’clock at night.

He rubbed his hands and approached the curtain.

His fingers slowly clenched around the curtain, “Swoosh—” He yanked the curtain apart, and upon seeing the person inside, he startled with wide-eyed terror, his breathing rapid. How…

It was him!

Jiang Jinsang sat there, his pallid skin under the light, lips a touch of red, almost bewitching.

“How…”

Just as He An opened his mouth, Jiang Cuo appeared out of nowhere, delivering a kick that landed solidly.

He An’s back smashed against the wall with a “Thud—” shaking the room twice. Before he could cry out, Jiang Jiu, with his sunglasses on and tall stature, appeared, easily lifting He An off the ground.

He An felt his tailbone might shatter from the impact, his scalp numbing with pain, but a second later, someone yanked him up, covering his mouth.

Jiang Cuo, without a word, punched him right in the stomach.

“Mmm—” He An vomited a mouthful of blood.

“What were you saying a moment ago? Who’s going to cry and beg for mercy?”

“Think you’re such a big shot?”

“You dare mess with anyone? You’re really sick of living. I was too light on you that day.”

When Jiang Cuo delivered another kick, it hit a certain part and even though Jiang Jiu was covering his mouth, He An’s agonized expression was unmistakable.

The previous kick had been so heavy that even Tang Wan felt the room shake. When she opened the door and stepped out, the sight in front of her left her stunned…

Inside the curtain, Jiang Jinsang was reading a book, while outside, He An was being suffocated, nearly beaten half to death.

“Mmm—mm—” He An, seeing her now, was more excited than if he had seen his own mother.

“He An?” Tang Wan frowned, “What are you doing here…”

Jiang Cuo saw Tang Wan come out, and his movement paused for a brief second.

**

It was at this moment, footsteps resounded from afar. Because all nearby wards were vacant, the two exchanged a glance, prepared to go and send the intruder away. But when the person approached, they were both shocked…

Wasn’t he supposed to come back tomorrow?