UD | Chapter 13 – Her Status Took a Qualitative Leap

The next morning, just after the doctor finished rounds, Xu Yunfei arrived.

Today, he looked completely different from yesterday—as if he were a totally different person.

He was dressed neatly, clean-shaven, and his hair was carefully styled. He looked energetic, even a little handsome, drawing quite a few glances as he walked through the hospital.

“Master, I still want six talismans today,” Xu Yunfei said. “Once I use these up, I’ll come back tomorrow for more.”

Rong Leyi thought for a moment before replying, “I actually have another type of talisman. Each one lasts up to seven days, but it costs 150,000 yuan per piece. If you’re planning to keep buying, you might as well switch to this one.”

She was certain they would keep buying anyway.

At 30,000 yuan per talisman, seven per week would be 210,000 yuan. The higher-tier one was clearly more cost-effective—for her, at least.

So she had prepared two of them in advance. If they didn’t want them, it didn’t matter. Either way, she would profit.

Hearing this, Xu Yunfei became excited. “That’s great! Can I switch to that now?”

“Yes, but I only have two of those right now. If you want more, you’ll have to wait until tomorrow.”

“Alright, I’ll take two of those now!”

Four intermediate talismans cost 120,000 yuan, and two advanced ones cost 300,000 yuan. Xu Yunfei transferred a total of 420,000 yuan.

Rong Leyi handed over the six talismans. The advanced ones felt thicker than the others, and they even came with a cord so they could be worn around the neck.

“Thank you, Master. I’ll come again tomorrow to buy four more of these. Please prepare them for me.”

“Alright…” Rong Leyi hesitated, then said, “But I still think you should keep more money for yourselves. After all, you still have a long life ahead.”

Xu Yunfei froze for a moment, then quickly understood what she meant. He smiled bitterly and shook his head.

“Thank you for your concern, Master. We just want to see our child a little longer.”

“The child’s grandparents have a company. Money isn’t an issue.”

He came from a family with a small business earning millions annually, while the mother’s side was a wealthy demolition compensation family with multiple properties.

They were not short of money at all.

“…”

Rong Leyi was silent.

Why can’t I be this kind of rich person too?

Xu Yunfei left. Just as she was about to return to the ward, a voice suddenly came from behind her.

“Fraud cases involving more than 100,000 yuan but less than 500,000 yuan are punishable by three to ten years in prison. Over 500,000 yuan can result in ten years to life imprisonment.”

She turned around. It was Dr. Liao Jiamu.

“Doctor Liao?”

Liao Jiamu looked at her with a complicated expression. He hadn’t expected this seemingly innocent girl to be involved in fraud.

He said earnestly, “You’re still young. Don’t go down the wrong path.”

He wanted to give her a chance to turn back.

Only then did Rong Leyi realize what he meant. He thought she was a scammer.

From “mentally unstable” to “fraudster”—her identity had truly undergone a qualitative leap.

“Doctor Liao, I’m not a scammer. I can see ghosts. These talismans are ghost-seeing talismans. Anyone who holds them can see ghosts.”

She handed him a talisman.

“There’s a ghost behind you. You can try it. I won’t charge you for this one.”

Behind Dr. Liao, a male ghost in a hospital gown was staring at her excitedly.

“You can really see me!”

“…”

Dr. Liao turned around. There was nothing behind him.

“You might want to go check…”

Your brain.

Before she could finish, she suddenly pressed the talisman into his hand.

The moment he took it, an empty space behind him instantly revealed a figure.

A man in a hospital gown appeared out of nowhere.

His face was horrifying—like he had been crushed by something heavy. His nose was crooked, his forehead caved in, blood streaming down his face. His limbs were twisted at unnatural angles.

Dr. Liao’s mind went blank.

“….”

“Doctor Liao, can you see me now? I’m Chen Feng!”

Chen Feng. A patient who had jumped from the hospital building last month after his condition worsened beyond endurance. He had been one of Dr. Liao’s patients.

“Doctor Liao, this ghost knows you!”

Dr. Liao slowly turned his stiff neck. “…There’s suddenly a patient standing here. You see him, right?”

He must be dreaming.

It felt too real to be a dream.

Rong Leyi nodded. “I see him. He said his name is Chen Feng. He’s your patient.”

“….”

So it wasn’t a dream.

As a doctor, Dr. Liao had a relatively strong mental fortitude.

By the time his legs had gone numb from shock, he had already accepted the fact that ghosts were real—and that she wasn’t a fraud.

He looked at the talisman in his hand.

“You’re an exorcist?”

“I’m not,” she said. “I just can see ghosts.”

“Then how do you…” draw talismans?

Before he could finish, his phone rang.

“…Alright, I’ll come immediately.”

“Sorry, I have to go.”

He left in a hurry.

“Alright, Doctor Liao, goodbye.”

Chen Feng followed after him. “Doctor Liao, don’t leave! Can you see me now? Can you help me pass a message to my wife? Please—”

Rong Leyi shook her head. “What a touching doctor-patient relationship.”

That afternoon, she hired a caregiver for her grandfather and went to Zihua Community to view the apartment.

The unit was on the sixth floor of an elevator building. It was bright, well-lit, and matched the photos almost perfectly.

“Auntie, are you sure you’re renting this for only 1,000 yuan?” she asked again.

The landlord, a plump woman named Zhou Huilian, replied, “I used good materials for this place. It’s just a few hundred meters from the hospital. If it weren’t for Old Wu saying you’re a pitiful girl, I wouldn’t rent it this cheap.”

“Has anything ever happened in this apartment?”

Rong Leyi glanced at the female ghost hiding in the corner and said casually, “I heard there was a news report about a girl who hanged herself alone in Zihua Community…”

Two months ago, a case like that had indeed happened. A young woman had committed suicide due to work stress and a breakup.

Her photo had been circulated in the news—and it matched the ghost.

Zhou Huilian’s expression changed immediately.

“Spit it out! What nonsense are you talking about? I’m doing you a favor and you’re cursing my apartment as a haunted house?!”

“You can rent it or not! Honestly, young people these days have no manners!”

As expected.

These people really were not honest about haunted houses.

“Sorry, Auntie,” she said with an embarrassed laugh. “I was just scared. I wanted to ask clearly.”

“So, are you renting it or not?”

“I need to ask my grandpa first. He’s paying the rent.”

“Hurry up then. Other people are waiting too.”

“Alright, alright.”