Miss Truth
Chapter 138 - 88: Night Talk

Chapter 138: Chapter 88: Night Talk

Su Fu saw that she had no intention of saying more, so he did not ask further.

"Will the autopsy I’m performing tonight get me into trouble?" Ran Yan wasn’t sure. Her affairs had been spreading wildly in Suzhou recently. Although there were no rumors about her autopsy skills, it was easy for people to make the connection. If the other party were ordinary people, she might not be too concerned, but seeing the stance of those people, she knew they were not ones to be trifled with easily.

Su Fu said indifferently, "As long as you don’t leave any handle in his hands, he won’t do anything to you."

Ran Yan looked deeply at Su Fu, wondering if he had any handle that had fallen into that person’s hands.

Ran Yan’s questions were all very measured – they seemed sharp, but in reality, they did not probe too deeply, hence Su Fu did not feel much aversion.

The chicken was roasted, and the two sat silently opposite each other, each using a dagger to cut the meat. Ran Yan, with an obsession akin to a compulsion, when presented with a "body," would subconsciously ponder how to separate the bones most perfectly with the smallest incisions made.

This was not the habit of all forensic doctors, but when a body came into Ran Yan’s hands, under the premise of thorough dissection, she would try her best to preserve the body in the cleanest and most complete state.

Su Fu seemed to eat earnestly, but he was actually paying attention to Ran Yan’s movements. However, since he was not a gossip, even if he had doubts, he would not ask further.

After they finished their late-night snack quietly, Su Fu got up to take Ran Yan back.

Without his full gear, he was like any ordinary handsome young man, eyes downcast, quietly walking by her side, carrying her tool kit. The moonlight deepened his features, making them alluring and irresistible. Ran Yan’s gaze lingered on him, regretting in her heart that she could not appreciate his body.

Su Fu had always been observant of this seemingly delicate wife. She always managed to surprise him, like the time on the wilderness when she was sawing off the ribs of a corpse with a broadsword, if he hadn’t known beforehand, he would never have imagined her to actually be a wife.

"How is the injury on your body?" Ran Yan remembered that Su Fu had an injury on his waist, and just now, he had even engaged in such strenuous activity—she wondered whether it had worsened.

"It’s nothing serious." To Su Fu, as long as it wasn’t a fatal injury, it wasn’t much of a concern.

Ran Yan didn’t believe it, but since Su Fu had said so, she didn’t ask further, just nodded slightly and then took the box and left the orchard.

As she reached the bamboo gate, Ran Yan suddenly paused, turned her head to look at the woods. Among the rustling shadows of trees, the figure in the white middle-garment still stood in place, with a hint of a faint smile on his face. When Ran Yan turned around, he froze for a moment, then with a tip of his toe, he disappeared into the woods like the wind.

Ran Yan blinked; she hadn’t seen it wrong! Su Fu had smiled! Even if it was a faint, barely perceptible smile, that exceptionally beautiful face unexpectedly intruded into Ran Yan’s sight, stunning her for a long time.

Humans are visual creatures. Some think that people who pay excessive attention to looks are shallow, but whether consciously or subconsciously, everyone tends to be more lenient toward someone who is extremely beautiful.

After standing for a moment, Ran Yan gathered her thoughts and entered the yard. It was only after she entered the bedroom that Ran Yan realized she was still wearing Su Fu’s outer robe. She pondered for a moment and then folded it up and placed it somewhere secret, otherwise, she feared it might end up like the bowl of bloody water, impossible to explain clearly.

Without hot water, Ran Yan carefully cleaned her body with well water, washed her hair, and then shivered as she crawled into bed. After huddling for a while, a warm sensation spread throughout her body.

This reminded her of the past when every night she had to be exhausted in body and soul before she could sleep. She dared to go to the morgue alone at midnight, but she dare not face those dreams.

Ran Yan’s tense body gradually relaxed, but a sliver of light from a lamp entered the room. Ran Yan turned her head to see Mrs. Xing holding a lamp, pushing aside the curtain to come in. When she saw Ran Yan’s bright eyes, she was startled, placing a hand over her heart, and said, "Wife, how come you haven’t slept yet?"

"I was just about to sleep, what brings you here?" Ran Yan asked, sitting up in bed.

Mrs. Xing put down the lamp, took a dry towel from the screen, and helped Ran Yan wring out her hair, sighing in relief, "I saw the wife scooping water alone in the yard just now, and I thought she was bewitched and wandered off in the night! It’s said that one should not disturb those who wander at nighttime, and I didn’t dare to alarm you, but seeing you enter the house, I dared to come and check on you. Why wash your hair in the middle of the night? It’s quite frightening."

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