Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 420: What's so Good about Lin Qianqian?

Chapter 420: What’s so Good about Lin Qianqian?

Ning Shu glanced at Ji Qingyuan. He was probably connected with this ghost somehow. The ghost had always been toying with them like it was just playing cat and mouse, but today, it was unusually stirred up.

Ning Shu started walking to the window, but Su Manyu grabbed her s.h.i.+rt. “What are you doing? Don’t go over there.”

Ning Shu paid no attention to Su Manyu, so Su Manyu stomped her feet angrily and let her go. She was too scared to follow her over to the window.

With every step Ning Shu took, the ghost backed away from the window. Finally, it turned and ran, then the wind stopped.

“Wow, not bad, Zhuang Yutong. You just managed to scare a ghost to death!” Su Manyu wiped at the cold sweat on her forehead.

Ning Shu was pretty annoyed with this ghost. If it held a grudge against someone, it should just get revenge. Why was it getting them, innocent people, wrapped up in this?

Meanwhile, Ji Qingyuan’s face was deathly pale as he muttered, “Can’t stay here. Lin Qianqian can’t stay here.”

“Then you should hurry and bring her away. It’d be best if you guys left. The fact that the ghost wants to kill you means that you’re definitely related to the ghost somehow,” said Ning Shu with a dismissive wave.

Ji Qingyuan: …

Ning Shu closed the window. It wasn’t even dawn, so should she head back to sleep? On her way, she touched Lin Qianqian’s forehead and found that she was burning up.

“Are you going to bring her to the hospital? She’s sick,” said Ning Shu.

Ji Qingyuan’s face was completely pale and his eyes were slightly blank. He felt like his view of the world had just been destroyed. When he heard what Ning Shu said, he just felt even more confused and didn’t know what to do.

“She’s sick?” Ji Qingyuan hastily checked Lin Qianqian’s temperature, then worry filled his face. However, he was scared to head out when it was still so dark out.

“Ji Qingyuan, you should bring Lin Qianqian to the hospital. If you keep delaying things, the fever will just get worse,” said Su Manyu.

Ji Qingyuan seemed hesitant, so Su Manyu said, “Since it’s still so dark out, just let her drink Zhuang Yutong’s medicine for now.”

“Alright.” Ji Qingyuan rubbed his forehead. He felt exhausted, but was still terrified.

Ning Shu curled her lips disdainfully but went to make the medicine and poured it down Lin Qianqian’s throat. If she took it earlier, there wouldn’t have been so many issues.

“You had better take her to the hospital once it lightens up,” said Ning Shu mildly.

No one slept well that night. Ji Qingyuan didn’t even sleep at all and carried Lin Qianqian out as soon as day broke.

When Su Manyu saw how worried Ji Qingyuan was about Lin Qianqian, she pouted enviously and asked Ning Shu, “Say, is Lin Qianqian really that good? She’s not particularly pretty and she doesn’t come from a good background either. At most, her family counts as well-off and her personality isn’t that good. She just likes to keep up a white lotus facade while secretly trampling on others.”

“What’s so good about her?” Su Manyu couldn’t accept it.

Ning Shu: …

The way she was putting it was like her personality was so good. She had a sharp tongue and was overbearing and arrogant. However, she did have the capital to be arrogant. She was beautiful, came from a wealthy family, and was stronger than Lin Qianqian in every aspect except for the fact that she was the supporting female lead.

“What’s so good about Ji Qingyuan? What do you like about him?” asked Ning Shu. “Because he’s handsome?”

Su Manyu thought about it, then said, “I don’t know either, I just like him.”

Ning Shu scoffed. “You’re beautiful and your family is just as wealthy as his. Why do you have to like him?”

“That actually makes sense.” Su Manyu nodded. “Now that something as dangerous as a ghost is here, I’m actually not as concerned about these things anymore.”

Ning Shu thought for a moment, then asked Su Manyu, “Say, is there a way to see ghosts?”

“Haven’t we already seen the ghost?” Su Manyu propped up her chin. “If this doesn’t count as seeing ghosts, what does?”

“I’m talking about being able to see ghosts voluntarily. I heard that if you wipe a cow’s tears on your eyelids, you’d be able to see ghosts.” Ning Shu turned towards Su Manyu. “Su Manyu, can you get some cow tears?”