Chapter 235 - A Ghost
President Wife is Pretty and Cool
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Fatty was changing his clothes when he accidentally kicked the trash can over.
âIâm sorry! It wasnât intentional,â Fatty wore his clothes crookedly and said.
Lan Anran turned her attention to the trash can. There were actually bloodstained gloves and gauze inside?
What exactly was Lan Tingyi doing?
Lan Tingyi, who was focused on suturing inside, didnât hear anything. He covered the corpse, packed his things, and walked out.
Lan Anran and Fatty hid under the bed when they heard the noise.
When Lan Tingyi entered, he first threw his gloves in the trash can and started to wash some utensils. Lan Anran hid below and couldnât see clearly, she only knew that Lan Tingyi was washing things.
After half an hour, Lan Tingyi cleaned up and turned off the lights to sleep.
âBoss, my legs are numb!â
Fatty grumbled softly.
âShh, donât talk! Get out slowly!â
Lan Anran spoke softly and crept out from under the bed.
Fatty was 1.8 meters tall and had been aggrievedly lying under the bed for half an hour. He was uncomfortable all over and stretched.
âItâs killing me!â
Fatty heaved a sigh of relief.
Lan Anran looked at the locked door. It seemed impossible to enter.
She rolled her small eyes and smiled.
âFatty, come here, youâre missing something!â
Lan Anran took out a lipstick and smiled at him.
âBoss, what are you doing? Itâll be bad if someone comes!â
Fatty declined politely.
âDonât worry, no one will want to come to this place.â
Lan Anran painted Fattyâs face with lipstick, applied eyeshadow, and took out the newly bought wig. He was undoubtedly a real ghost.
âGo scare Lan Tingyi and make him tell us what heâs been doing here recently.â
Lan Anran bought these things for Fatty just for this moment.
âBoss, why donât youâ¦â
âThatâs my uncle, I canât be recognized, hurry!â
Lan Anran kicked Fattyâs butt.
Fatty walked in trembling and lowered his voice.
âLan Tingyi~ Lan Tingyi~â
Lan Tingyi was in a daze in his sleep. He felt someone calling him and opened his eyes in a daze.
âWho? Who called me?â
âLan Tingyi~ Itâs me~â
Fatty stood at the door.
Lan Tingyi was suddenly wide awake. He sat up in shock, his eyes wide open.
âDonât come over! Itâs my fault! Itâs my fault! I didnât mean it, I wonât dare to dissect you againâ¦â
Lan Tingyi trembled in the corner.
âWhy did you do that?â Fatty paused before he asked.
âI just want to practice and work in a better hospital. Damn it! I wonât dare to do it again, donât come over!â
Lan Tingyiâs voice trembled. He buried his head in the blanket and cried.
Fatty was suddenly interested. He raised the miniature flashlight in his hand and shone it on his face!
A pale face appeared in Lan Tingyiâs pupils, his pupils constricted and he fainted on the bed!
Fatty stepped forward and exclaimed. âYour uncle is too weak, he fainted just like that.â
Fatty smiled.
âWhat did he say?â
Lan Anran walked in and asked.
âHe said that he wouldnât dare to dissect anyone anymore and just wanted to practice his skills, so that he could go to another hospital to work. He kept apologizing.â
Fatty wiped the powder off of his face.
âDissect? Is he dissecting the corpse in the mortuary?â
Lan Anran guessed.
âWhat? Is he that insane?â
Fatty looked at Lan Tingyi in disgust.
âGreat, I was thinking about how to send him away, but now, I donât have to waste my time,â Lan Anran smiled and said.
âBoss, what ideas do you have?â
Fatty smiled and looked at Lan Anranâs confident expression.
âLetâs go now. Youâll scare people to death if youâre still in this outfit!â Lan Anran smiled and said.
Fatty took off his clothes and forgot about the heavy makeup on his face. There were still many patients in the hospital watching the emergency room late at night and they were looking at him strangely.
âBoss, why do you think they are looking at me like that?â Fatty asked curiously as he pulled Lan Anran.
Lan Anran didnât seem to want to have any interactions with Fatty, so she could only pretend not to know him.
âAnran, why are you here?â
Li Yueru saw Lan Anranâs back from afar and thought that she looked like her daughter.
âMom, it must have been tough on you. Iâm here to see if thereâs anything I can help with.â
âMy daughter is so sensible. I donât have anything to help with. Your uncle is at the mortuary, have you seen him?â Li Yueru asked.
âNo, his whereabouts have nothing to do with me.â
Lan Anran was calm and composed. She couldnât tell her mother that uncle was dissecting corpses in the hospital, right?
âThis childâ¦â
Li Yueru noticed Fatty with makeup and smiled.
âMiss, may I help you?â
Fatty stood motionless beside Lan Anran, as though he was waiting for an order.
âMiss? Me?â
Fatty was taken aback as he pointed to himself.
Lan Anran suppressed a smile at the side. His big red lips and black eyeshadow didnât seem out of place at all.
âItâs alright, I just had a checkup.â
Fatty quickly left, only then remembering that he was still wearing a wig..