28: Mom, I saw God.

Underworld Building, VIP Ward Room 502

You Xiaoqian had a Coke-flavored soup packet in her mouth. After a while, she finished it and threw it in the trash. She leaned against the pillow, devoid of life, looking like a lump of soft mud plastered to the hospital bed.

"Ahhh... This Old Lady's hair!" You Xiaoqian pounded the bed forcefully.

"Stop screaming! How many times have you yelled in the last hour? There are injured Ghost Messengers who need rest!" Ling Xi, the Deputy Chief Physician, poked her head out from the next room and roared at You Xiaoqian. Her face was clearly filled with anger, obviously disturbed by the noise.

"Oh, oh, oh! Sister Ling Xi, I know I was wrong." You Xiaoqian stopped immediately, lowered her head, and gripped a corner of the pillowcase, trying to hold back her tears.

Meanwhile, Yun Song finally woke up, clutching his head and gasping from the pain. He muttered to himself, "Who... who dares to hit a handsome guy like me? That was way too harsh!"

You Xiaoqian looked at Yun Song, speechless.

Bai Xuan, who had just entered the ward, heard Yun Song's words. He looked up at the ceiling, feeling that avoiding the situation was wrong.

After all, Yun Song had saved one of his subordinates once.

So he looked at Yun Song sincerely: "You were hit by Ghost Nightmare's clone. Don't worry! The Underworld has the best ghost doctors; you'll be fine after resting for a few days."

"Oh, oh, oh! Thank you, Ghost Messenger brother, for saving me," Yun Song said excitedly.

"No need for thanks... no need for thanks, it was just my duty." Bai Xuan felt a tiny bit of a guilty conscience, but it wasn't his fault—who told Hei Jing never to lend him his motorcycle, causing such a delay.

But he had also avenged Yun Song! Ghost Nightmare's clone had been physically transcended.

"How about I ask Sister Ling Xi to check on you again?" Yun Song said flatteringly.

As long as a consensus was reached and they didn't complain about the overtime, perhaps a Self-reflection wouldn't be necessary.

"Heh! I really am a clever ghost."

"It's just a minor injury," Yun Song waved his hand. "But I remember—it seems my buddy Jiang Yi was also there! Hiss..." Yun Song accidentally touched his wound.

He grimaced in pain but still tried to soften his tone to reassure Bai Xuan: "Don't worry, Ghost Messenger brother. You guys are usually very busy, always guarding the Southwest Region."

Bai Xuan's conscience pricked him; what a sensible Daoist.

He went silent for a moment, then said: "You... how about you feel your stomach again?"

"Huh?" Yun Song felt his belly. Aside from a bit of pain, there was nothing... wait!

He looked down in horror at his belly: "Holy crap, how did my stomach get so big!"

"It's not 'gotten big,' it's the Corpse Poison from Ghost Nightmare's clone. You were too weak to resist it. But don't worry, I've already detoxified you; now it's just some gastric bloating," Ling Xi explained as she entered for rounds.

"So that's how it is..." Yun Song breathed a sigh of relief after the explanation. "I thought I was pregnant; scared me to death. But it's amazing that Corpse Poison can make a person's stomach swell like this."

"This is no ordinary Corpse Poison," Ling Xi said seriously. "Ghost Nightmare's clone contains extremely strong resentment. Its Corpse Poison can erode a person's body. If not treated in time, the consequences would be unimaginable."

Yun Song nodded, feeling secretly lucky that he had met Bai Xuan and the others.

At that moment, Ling Xi took out her phone, opened Feixin, and sent a video invitation to Shang Wan Ning. "Beep, beep, beep... BOSS, pick up the video! BOSS, pick up the video..." A video ringtone sounded.

Bai Xuan suddenly looked up at Ling Xi, trembling so much he could hardly stand. "Why do you want to video chat with the BOSS!"

Ling Xi closed her Ward Records and said irritably, "The BOSS already guessed your little schemes. Besides, the Secretary-General requested a report once Yun Song woke up. A video is more convenient." Having said that, she held up the tablet and pointed it at Bai Xuan.

"Ding-dong!" Ling Qi answered the video call, placed the tablet in Shang Wan Ning's hands, and even took the opportunity to stroke her a few more times.

In the video, Shang Wan Ning turned her office chair and gave Bai Xuan a death stare.

"Fortunately, no Ghost Messengers died in this incident. Otherwise, I'd really want to stuff you back in."

"I was wrong, BOSS!" Bai Xuan lowered his head and eyes, looking like a good boy.

"Heh! It's good that you know. If you dare make such a low-level mistake again, you can go guard the main gate for me!"

"I definitely won't dare to do it again next time." Bai Xuan bowed 180 degrees.

"Hmph!"

"Ling Xi, point the tablet at Daoist Master Yunsong," Shang Wan Ning said calmly.

" OK, BOSS."

Yun Song looked at the camera nervously and stuttered, "Hello, BOSS. I am Yun Song.

This time, thanks to Brother Bai Xuan and the other Ghost Messengers' help, I was able to escape. Thank you very much!"

Shang Wan Ning nodded with a smile. "Daoist Master Yunsong, there's no need to be polite. Protecting the safety of the Mortal Realm is the responsibility of our Underworld."

"However, you can think about it more carefully. Actually, it wasn't the Underworld that saved you; it was you who saved the Ghost Messengers."

"I saved the Ghost Messengers?" Yun Song looked like the 'old man on the subway looking at his phone' meme.

"Ancestral Dharma Treasure, the siblings Jiang Yi and Jiang Nan, the strange Thicket... do you remember now?" Shang Wan Ning glanced at a certain hand making trouble at her waist.

Yun Song felt his temples throb as images of that day kept flashing through his mind.

"Holy crap? Overtime Ghost Messengers."

Yun Song slapped his thigh hard, stared intently at Bai Xuan, and spat out two words: "Total Wipeout!"

Bai Xuan stood up straight and gave Yun Song a smiling face. "This time was my mistake. How about I double the compensation for your Daoist Temple's Ancestral Dharma Treasure?"

"Deal! It's a promise then." Yun Song jumped up from the bed, completely forgetting the pain in his body.

"Uh! Why do I feel like I've been scammed?" Bai Xuan scratched his head.

Seeing that things were mostly handled, Shang Wan Ning said coldly, "Alright, everyone out. The patient needs rest."

"Okay!" Since the BOSS had spoken, the ghosts had no choice but to leave quickly.

Ling Xi closed the tablet, gave Yun Song a few instructions, and then dragged Bai Xuan out.

"Sister Xi, wait! I haven't bargained yet!"

"Don't be noisy. The BOSS said to let the patient recover well."

"Oh!" Bai Xuan clutched his small wallet in distress.

Once everyone had left, You Xiaoqian, who was under the covers, dared to poke her head out. "Sob, sob, sob! The BOSS shouldn't have seen my bald head, right?"

Yun Song's eyes sparkled as he murmured, "BOSS? Isn't that the Underworld Empress? Mom~ I've seen a Goddess."

Whoa! Yun Song felt like he was about to faint from happiness. "Goddess! Goddess! I must be the first Daoist to see the Goddess's true face."

"Well, I'm the second female ghost to see the BOSS then!" You Xiaoqian puffed out her chest and boasted.