Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Fatty was changing his clothes when he accidentally kicked the trash can over.

“I’m sorry! It wasn’t intentional,” 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, didn’t 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 couldn’t 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.

“Boss, my legs are numb!”

Fatty grumbled softly.

“Shh, don’t talk! Get out slowly!”

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.

“It’s killing me!”

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.

“Fatty, come here, you’re missing something!”

Lan Anran took out a lipstick and smiled at him.

“Boss, what are you doing? It’ll be bad if someone comes!”

Fatty declined politely.

“Don’t worry, no one will want to come to this place.”

Lan Anran painted Fatty’s face with lipstick, applied eyeshadow, and took out the newly bought wig. He was undoubtedly a real ghost.

“Go scare Lan Tingyi and make him tell us what he’s been doing here recently.”

Lan Anran bought these things for Fatty just for this moment.

“Boss, why don’t you…”

“That’s my uncle, I can’t be recognized, hurry!”

Lan Anran kicked Fatty’s butt.

Fatty walked in trembling and lowered his voice.

“Lan Tingyi~ Lan Tingyi~”

Lan Tingyi was in a daze in his sleep. He felt someone calling him and opened his eyes in a daze.

“Who? Who called me?”

“Lan Tingyi~ It’s me~”

Fatty stood at the door.

Lan Tingyi was suddenly wide awake. He sat up in shock, his eyes wide open.

“Don’t come over! It’s my fault! It’s my fault! I didn’t mean it, I won’t dare to dissect you again…”

Lan Tingyi trembled in the corner.

“Why did you do that?” Fatty paused before he asked.

“I just want to practice and work in a better hospital. Damn it! I won’t dare to do it again, don’t come over!”

Lan Tingyi’s 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 Tingyi’s pupils, his pupils constricted and he fainted on the bed!

Fatty stepped forward and exclaimed. “Your uncle is too weak, he fainted just like that.”

Fatty smiled.

“What did he say?”

Lan Anran walked in and asked.

“He said that he wouldn’t 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.”

Fatty wiped the powder off of his face.

“Dissect? Is he dissecting the corpse in the mortuary?”

Lan Anran guessed.

“What? Is he that insane?”

Fatty looked at Lan Tingyi in disgust.

“Great, I was thinking about how to send him away, but now, I don’t have to waste my time,” Lan Anran smiled and said.

“Boss, what ideas do you have?”

Fatty smiled and looked at Lan Anran’s confident expression.

“Let’s go now. You’ll scare people to death if you’re still in this outfit!” 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.

“Boss, why do you think they are looking at me like that?” Fatty asked curiously as he pulled Lan Anran.

Lan Anran didn’t seem to want to have any interactions with Fatty, so she could only pretend not to know him.

“Anran, why are you here?”

Li Yueru saw Lan Anran’s back from afar and thought that she looked like her daughter.

“Mom, it must have been tough on you. I’m here to see if there’s anything I can help with.”

“My daughter is so sensible. I don’t have anything to help with. Your uncle is at the mortuary, have you seen him?” Li Yueru asked.

“No, his whereabouts have nothing to do with me.”

Lan Anran was calm and composed. She couldn’t tell her mother that uncle was dissecting corpses in the hospital, right?

“This child…”

Li Yueru noticed Fatty with makeup and smiled.

“Miss, may I help you?”

Fatty stood motionless beside Lan Anran, as though he was waiting for an order.

“Miss? Me?”

Fatty was taken aback as he pointed to himself.

Lan Anran suppressed a smile at the side. His big red lips and black eyeshadow didn’t seem out of place at all.

“It’s alright, I just had a checkup.”

Fatty quickly left, only then remembering that he was still wearing a wig..