Black Crow Prison (14) Do You Dare to Make a Move?

But now was not the time to lose face. Zhou Kui forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart. The three of them finished registering and moved to the lobby to wait.

They sat on the plastic chairs in the hospital lobby. Feng Xuanyuan was restless; the scene where she had used someone else’s hand to harm still lingered vividly in her mind.

This was her first time causing harm—there was no way she wouldn’t be anxious—but the moment she acted, her conscience had already been violated.

“You all forced me... it’s all because of you...” Feng Xuanyuan kept repeating to herself like a mantra, finally calming down.

Then she thought of something else. Her eyes fixed intently on the direction of the consultation room door, her heart both nervous and eager.

She was waiting for that figure with white hair and purple eyes, rehearsing countless times how their meeting would unfold, even planning how to appear fragile so he would glance at her more.

Zhou Kui leaned back in his chair, scanning the surroundings. The hospital was eerily quiet. Besides the three of them, there was not a single person in sight—only a nurse stood at the registration desk, head bowed on duty.

More importantly, there was only one consultation room. Could the dungeon boss really stoop to personally see patients?

No matter how Zhou Kui thought about it, it just didn’t seem possible.

Zheng Kai sat beside him, barely daring to breathe, occasionally glancing at Feng Xuanyuan. When he caught the unmistakable eagerness in her eyes, he couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

This rumored “handsome guy” really lived up to his reputation. That dungeon boss was indeed strikingly handsome. No wonder he captivated those inexperienced girls so completely.

The three waited in the lobby for a long time until the broadcast finally announced: “Number 4, Zhou Kui, please proceed to the consultation room now.”

After Zhou Kui entered, it was Zheng Kai’s turn. When they came out, both looked relieved. Their wounds had been bandaged, and the prison doctor had issued them each a one-day hospitalization order.

According to the consultation order, Zhou Kui and Zheng Kai were assigned to wards 402 and 403 respectively.

Then the hospital broadcast sounded again: “Number 1, Feng Xuanyuan, please proceed to the consultation room now.”

Feng Xuanyuan was overjoyed; it was finally her turn!

She hurriedly stood, tidied her hair, even pinched her thigh to coax tears to her eyes. She wanted to appear as pitiful as possible before the prison doctor.

But as she briskly approached the consultation room and gently pushed the door open, her expression froze instantly.

Inside was not the white-haired man who had stirred her heart, but another middle-aged man wearing a white coat and black-rimmed glasses.

This man looked plain and ordinary, with a few freckles on his face, staring down at the medical records. When he looked up, his eyes bore a formal, detached look.

The prison doctor’s voice was rough and flat: “Come in. Where is the wound?”

Feng Xuanyuan stood stunned at the door, unable to move for a long moment. Her tone was sharp with disbelief: “Who are you? Where is the white-haired doctor?”

The doctor pushed up his glasses, frowning slightly. “I am the prison doctor here. This hospital has only one attending physician. The person you mentioned does not exist.”

“That’s impossible!” Feng Xuanyuan’s voice suddenly rose. “I clearly saw him this morning, in the cafeteria! He’s also a prison doctor!”

The prison doctor set down his pen and scrutinized her. His tone grew colder. “Hospital regulations state that only I am qualified to see patients. If you don’t want treatment, leave quickly and don’t delay others.”

Feng Xuanyuan exploded inside. She had waited with such hope, only to meet this ordinary NPC. How could she accept this?

Her carefully crafted fragile act collapsed instantly, and she couldn’t help but shout in frustration: “Why is it like this!”

Yet she quickly composed herself, forcibly suppressing her unwillingness. No matter how unhappy she felt, causing a scene in front of an NPC would only bring trouble.

She still had some sense.

She was excellent at acting! So she changed her expression, apologized to the prison doctor, and obediently showed him her wounds.

Seeing her cooperate, the doctor didn’t say more. After bandaging, he issued her a one-day hospitalization order for ward 404.

The moment she left the consultation room, Feng Xuanyuan’s mask of pretense shattered. She clenched the hospitalization order tightly, her expression swirling with barely contained bitterness.

Not seeing that prison doctor meant her trip was for nothing. She had even hurt herself and suffered in vain.

Damn it! Feng Xuanyuan cursed the hospital a thousand times in her heart but remained unsatisfied.

If only she hadn’t gone through this torment! That small cut really hurt!

The angrier she got, the more she thought, but then she reasoned that at least she got a day’s meals and a room to herself. That small injury was worth it, and she reconciled with herself.

Just as Feng Xuanyuan was about to head to her ward, she saw at the far end of the corridor Zhou Kui and Zheng Kai chatting with Mu Xinning—who was supposed to be dead!

She strode over and sneered at Mu Xinning: “Number 3, so you’re not dead? I thought I’d never see you again, thought you couldn’t survive the monsters.”

After a long silence, Jin finally spoke, his furious roar exploding in Mu Xinning’s mind: “I want to kill this woman! How dare she say you wouldn’t survive!” Jin tried to act but was stopped by Mu Xinning.

Zhou Kui narrowed his eyes and scolded sharply: “Number 1, it’s a happy ending if someone’s alive. You have no filter. Number 3 hasn’t wronged you. How can you speak so recklessly?”

Feng Xuanyuan was displeased by Zhou Kui’s biased attitude, loudly demanding: “What do you mean, Brother Zhou? I didn’t curse her to die! She’s alive, so what? I just wanted to emphasize how fierce those monsters were last night!”

Tears began to well up again. Zhou Kui had no patience for this drama queen. He turned to Mu Xinning: “Number 3, when you were injured and brought up, you didn’t know that Number 2 was locked up in the solitary confinement room…”

Zheng Kai clenched his fists, the ring on his hand gleaming. “Yeah, Zhang Dafu was dragged upstairs by a strange prison guard.”

Zhang Dafu’s loud voice had been heard outside since he started shouting.

Mu Xinning guessed his fate was grim, but since these people were here, she thought it worth coming out to meet them.

Solitary confinement on the fifth floor… interesting.

She just happened to want to go up and see.

But one must hurt a “person” to be locked up. So technically, she could hit anyone, as long as it triggered that rule.

Randomly beating someone without reason would be unworthy of her style. Even without faith, she wouldn’t do something so reckless.

Only one person existed whom she could strike without remorse.

“Smack!” A crisp slap echoed down the quiet corridor.

Zhou Kui and Zheng Kai froze.

Not your sister—you really hit her???

Zhou Kui looked at Feng Xuanyuan’s reddened cheek, then at Mu Xinning’s calm demeanor. His Adam’s apple bobbed, but he said nothing.

The pitiful scene of Zhang Dafu being dragged away was still fresh in his mind. Feng Xuanyuan deserved this slap.

Feng Xuanyuan clutched her face, staring at Mu Xinning in disbelief. Her eyes reddened—not feigned this time—she was truly hurt and stunned.

She actually dared to hit her? That wretched woman actually dared to hit her?!

Feng Xuanyuan regained composure, tears finally falling—not from grievance but from hatred.

She pointed at Mu Xinning, voice trembling: “How dare you hit me? You wretched woman! Wretch! Who gave you the right to hit me?!”

She was about to retaliate.

Mu Xinning grabbed Feng Xuanyuan’s hand, taunting with ventriloquism: “Go ahead, hit me! If you dare, we’ll both have tea in solitary confinement. Come on, hit me!”

Feng Xuanyuan’s forehead vein bulged as she yanked her hand away. “Hmph! I’m not falling for your trap! You’d better die on the fifth floor and never come back!” With that, she stormed back to her ward.

Mu Xinning listened to the door slam behind her. Seems Number 1 was really angry.

The tentacle hidden beneath her clothes lightly brushed her skin. Jin hummed in her mind, “Well done! She deserved a lesson! Though that slap was too light—should have been harder!”

Jin grumbled silently. Although this little one had been reborn, her strength hadn’t increased much. She needed to eat more to recover.

Mu Xinning complained in her mind, “Enough already! I just used all my strength. My hand actually hurts.”

She shook her hand. She had really given it her all. Even if her strength was small, she felt a bit embarrassed.

Then the prison guard who had dragged Zhang Dafu appeared. Although a bit late, he stood behind Mu Xinning.