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Chapter 370 - 234: Living is More Painful Than Dying

Chapter 370: Chapter 234: Living is More Painful Than Dying

The person outside walked to the door and pushed it open.

Ran Yan breathed a sigh of relief instead, confident in the sedatives she had administered, knowing the maids would not wake before midnight. Those who came looking for Ran Meiyu would normally knock first, not push the door open.

After soaking the needle in a porcelain bottle, Ran Yan administered some sedatives to Ran Meiyu before walking to the door.

Through the crack in the door, she could see a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl in blue, holding a lantern in one hand and carrying a food box in the other—it was Ge Lan.

Ran Yan opened the door, and upon seeing Ran Yan, Ge Lan extinguished her lantern.

"Come in," Ran Yan whispered.

Ge Lan slipped in, following Ran Yan into the inner room. Upon seeing the cloth soaked with fresh blood and then Ran Meiyu lying on the couch, she hesitated slightly, her eyes asking what had happened.

"Nothing much, just playing a game with Sister Eighteen," Ran Yan opened the food box and found it contained items from her toolbox.

Ge Lan glanced at Ran Meiyu, a sharp, lethal look flickering in her eyes before she calmed again.

Ran Yan found a needle and thread and began stitching the incisions she had made on Ran Meiyu. This death game was not just to scare Ran Meiyu. Imagine, even a doctor with many years of clinical experience could hardly ensure not to damage a major artery under such poor visual conditions.

Ran Yan had performed the dissection earnestly, but mostly, it was down to luck.

"Isn’t this game interesting?" Ran Yan said in an even tone, picking up the silver needle that had been soaking in the bottle.

Ran Meiyu, groggy, still distinctly saw the silver needle in Ran Yan’s hand. Unsure of what she would do next, her lips trembled, making unconscious whimpering sounds, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Don’t worry, it won’t kill you immediately," Ran Yan turned Ran Meiyu over, paused for a moment, and rummaged through the food box to find a syringe and draw the liquid from a small porcelain bottle. She discarded the silver needle in favor of the syringe.

The amount of liquid was very little, and as Ran Yan pushed the air out, almost all the liquid was expelled, Ge Lan clearly saw that there was barely even half a drop left.

Ran Yan wiped the needle and inserted it into the middle of Ran Meiyu’s lower back, into her spine, and quickly withdrew it after injecting the substance.

"Help her put her clothes on," Ran Yan turned and instructed Ge Lan.

Wordlessly, Ge Lan dressed Ran Meiyu with the scattered clothes. Ran Yan began cleaning up any traces left in the room.

Once Ran Meiyu was dressed, and Ran Yan had finished tidying up and ensuring nothing was missed, she looked at Ran Meiyu and slowly said, "If you dare, you can try scheming against me again. But you should know that the next time that substance is injected into you, your legs will have to be amputated to save your life. If there’s a third time..."

Ran Yan bent down, her cool hand touching the nape of Ran Meiyu’s neck, pressing against the spot where the neck meets the hairline, "This is the Dumb Door acupoint. If I inject poison here, no one will discover how you died. Of course, I have many ways to kill you without anyone noticing. Don’t believe me? You can try it."

Ran Meiyu felt the hand on her neck like a venomous snake, daring not to make a sound, only continuously shedding tears.

"Let’s go," Ran Yan picked up the food box, Ge Lan quickly took it from her, extinguished the Corner Lamp, and followed her out.

The door closed behind them, plunging Ran Meiyu into darkness, intensifying her fear. The image of her skin being peeled back played over in her mind, unable to be dismissed. As the effect of the anesthesia gradually wore off, sharp pains from her arm pierced directly into her heart, incessantly reminding her of what had just transpired.

It was a nightmare, a lifelong nightmare.

In the darkness, Ran Meiyu sobbed, releasing not just the fear of the moment but also the resentments accumulated over previous days.

Ran Yan and Ge Lan put on their wooden clogs in the corridor and quickly walked back to He Ya Inn without a word.

Xing Nai didn’t ask where she had been, having already prepared hot water for Ran Yan to bathe.

Sitting in the steaming bathtub, inhaling the familiar fragrance of orchids, Ran Yan stared at her hands in a daze.

In her previous life, she had been a law enforcer, never having committed a single illegal act. Her scalpel was meant to vindicate the victims, to decipher their untold injustices. But times had changed.

When at the Zheng residence, Ran Yunsheng had easily decided to end his own life to protect her reputation, and it was then that rage took over her heart. The ability to endure the Red Dust Powder for so long, hate was the sole pillar supporting her will.

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