After the Fake Young Lady Stole Everything from Me, I Became the World's Sweetheart

Chapter 412: Four-Hundred and Twelve: Murder



Chapter 412: Four-Hundred and Twelve: Murder

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Yun Nan stood up. The nurse at the side informed Lan Long, “Old Master Lan went out for a stroll when we weren’t paying attention and couldn’t find his way back to the ward. He got back thanks to Miss Yun.”

Lan Long leveled a glacial stare at the nurse. The young nurse quickly lowered her head.

Old Master Lan didn’t seem to notice the scene; he was busy chatting with Yun Nan. “Dear child, are you still angry at Lan Long? Do you want me to beat him up for you? He’s foolish and immature; he’s not worth staying angry over.”

Yun Nan chuckled, “I’m not angry, Old Master Lan. Now you be good and I’ll bring your favorite snacks to visit you next time!”

Old Master Lan was slightly distressed at her words. “You’re leaving? You won’t stay and keep Grandpa company?”

Old Master Lan made to get up. Lan Long came forward and gently pressed the old man back into bed. “Grandpa, let Yang Yang get back to her classes. She’ll cry if she’s gets punished for being late.”

At that, Old Master Lan hurriedly said, “Then go, go. Hurry and head off. Lan Long, get someone to send Yang Yang there. I’m worried about having her behind the wheel with her poor driving skills.”

“Alright!” Lan Long replied. “I’ll get someone to send her back now, so you be good and get some rest in bed. I’ll bring her back to visit you when she’s finished her classes!” Hearing that, Old Master Lan very cooperatively lay in bed and affectionately shooed Yun Nan off.

When they exited the ward, Lan Long sighed heavily and fondly gazed at Yun Nan. “I really don’t know how to thank you. My grandfather is getting on in years and his memories are a little confused. The doctors said chances are it’ll only get worse in the future. When I think about it, sometimes, I get… very scared. Thank you, for making him so happy.”

Yun Nan smiled politely in return. “I just happened to bump into him, and coincidentally, the old man mistook me for someone else so I brought him back to his room. He’s getting on in years, it’s understandable.”

Lan Long apologetically accompanied Yun Nan as they left the corridor. “Where are you off to?” he asked.

Yun Nan looked at him before answering, “I’m here to visit my sister-in-law. Her condition hasn’t improved. I happen to be free today, so I came over to accompany her and also to switch shifts with Big Brother.”

Lan Long stared out the window when he heard that. There was nothing there. Yun Nan sighed, “My big brother and sister-in-law are very close. Their romance is quite touching. When I’m done with everything currently, I’ll write a love story dedicated to them, the sweet kind.”

Yun Nan turned her head to look at the blank-faced Lan Long before chuckling, “I wonder, would Mr. Lan be willing to invest if it’s made into a movie?”

Lan Long’s lips twitched up into a faint smile. “As long as it’s your production, Director Yun, I’m willing to follow.”

As they neared Xiang Yang’s ward, Lan Long stopped in his tracks. “I’ll see you off here. I have to go back and keep an eye on Grandpa.”

Yun Nan watched Lan Long’s figure disappear around the corner, and pensively turned around and entered Xiang Yang’s ward.

The nurses had done their routine rounds and checkups. The check-up during the day probably exhausted Han Yuan as she was asleep for the whole day and didn’t even wake up for dinner.

Lin Yu had been nervously waiting for this moment. Finally, the room had quieted down, and no one else was around as she’d sent Lily away.

Lin Yu got out of bed and took out the ampule from earlier. She drew out the drug within it and tiptoed over to inject the drug into the IV bag Han Yuan is hooked up to. Seeing the drug slowly mix with the IV contents, Lin Yu finally felt relieved.

She lowered her head and was met with Han Yuan’s eyes staring at her. “Ah!” Lin Yu screamed in fright and dropped the syringe in her hand. Han Yuan reached out, closed the IV drip’s valve, and pulled the IV drip needle out of her hand.

“What are you doing?” Lin Yu cried out.

“Shouldn’t I be the one asking you that?” Han Yuan spoke slowly, voice low, but her words were distinct.

Lin Yu felt a chill run down her spine and took a step back. After a moment’s thought, she rushed forward and grabbed the needle Han Yuan had pulled out, muttering, “You can’t stop taking your meds. Hurry up and—”

She tried to grab Han Yuan’s hand and stab the needle back in again. Han Yuan broke free and slapped Lin Yu in the face. The slap wasn’t heavy or light but it was enough to make Lin Yu tremble all over.

‘When did the old hag recover her strength? When did she regain the ability to speak? Did she speak to anyone?’ Lin Yu thought. Fear seized her heart, and her vision tunneled. Focused only on getting rid of the old woman, Lin Yu pounced over and choked Han Yuan, gibbering, “I can’t let you live, can’t let you live any longer. You must die! Die!”

Han Yuan’s strength was no match for a desperate Lin Yu. Han Yuan grinned nastily at Lin Yu as she fought her off with all her strength.

Bang! Someone barged through the ward’s door, and frantic voices rang out.

“Lin Yu, what are you doing?”

“Young Madam!”


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