Chapter 17
Chapter 17: An evil, honest grin
Fanny panicked upon seeing Han Shuo’s pathetic condition, and her beautiful, athletic, long legs quickly sprinted towards Han Shuo.
“Ah….”
Han Shuo gave an anguished cry as the blood drained out of his face. He stared at Fanny and stammered with pain, “Master Fanny, you… you’re stepping on my hand!”
Fanny was nearsighted to begin with, and had run too quickly in her haste, without paying attention to what was underfoot. Add to that, Han Shuo’s outstretched hands were on the ground in his desire to present a convincing front, and it all resulted in this current situation.
Fanny was wearing knee high boots with skinny, high stiletto heels. She had been sprinting with a certain rush of speed when she stepped firmly on Han Shuo’s left hand. The pain on his face was not feigned in the slightest, it truly was pain that cut deep into the bone marrow.
Han Shuo hadn’t suffered any major injuries in his prolonged fight with Carey and co., but now he was suffering from agony deep within his bones.
“Ooh… sorry Bryan, I didn’t see that your hand was stretched out this far!” Fanny was horrified and hastily apologized. The boot, that had been stepping on Han Shuo’s left hand, was swiftly retracted in shock, and rapidly shunted to the left — but Han Shuo’s outstretched right hand was precisely where her foot would land.
Han Shuo was scared out of his mind upon seeing that the sharp spike was about to wreak havoc on his right hand. He withdrew his hand with lightning-like speed and wiped at the “blood traces” on his face. He pointed at the gobsmacked crew behind him and sent up a wail proclaiming his grievances, “They, they hit me!”
Fanny’s face darkened as soon as she heard these words. Although there were multiple injuries to Carey and co.’s faces, they had long since wiped off all traces of blood when they heard someone approaching. They were afraid of being questioned, and in the confusion wiped off all the blood on the weapons that they then carelessly discarded.
“Oh, Master Fanny. I accidentally touched his wound just now. No big deal, I’ll be more careful this time!”
“Then be more careful!” Fanny paid no attention to what was going on after her response.
An alluring scent made its way to his nostrils followed by hot air puffing by his ear. Lisa kept her voice low, “Damned Bryan, do you think I don’t know that you’re pretending? Huh. You scared me by pretending to be dead, and then gave me the wrong method for refining medicine. If I hadn’t been smart enough to experiment on Carey and Borg, I would have suffered to death because of you.
I’ll be frank, I got to the lab before Carey and heard your conversation with Jack through a ghoul. I even saw the entire process of you beating up Carey. You’re really something now aren’t you. You even know how to scheme against others! Hehe, not bad, not bad!”
Lisa continued to apply the solution as she spoke, but obviously wanted to get some revenge as she frequently pressed down hard on Han Shuo’s wound. Han Shou had been made by Lisa and his heart was feeling topsy turvey. He had no idea what Lisa was planning, so even though the injury hurt like hell, he didn’t dare complain loudly. He could only grind his teeth in pain as he muffled his cries.
With her plump lips lowered to his ears and fragrance wafting over Han Shuo’s face, Lisa saw that he refused to make a sound. She said fiercely, “Last time at the training fields, damn, you even kissed me. And… and touched me there. I’m not letting you off that easily. I’ll be waiting for you at the fake mountains behind the classroom building tonight. You’re a dead man if you don’t show up!”
She pressed down hard one last time on his wound after delivering her lines, smiling in proud vindication when Han Shuo grimaced with a low moan of pain. She then walked to Fanny and handed over the bottle of solution, saying “Master Fanny, I’ve finished applying the solution to him. I’ve suddenly remembered that I have something to do, so I’m going to go now. I’ll ask you that question tomorrow!”
“Oh, sure go ahead.” Fanny responded diffidently, then exclaimed in astonishment. “Eh! I’ve finally found it, so this is where I put it.”
Fanny’s beautiful legs walked her over to Han Shuo after her surprise, and was about to dress his wounds when she took a closer look. She wondered in bemusement, “Eh, how come the outside of the wound has scabbed over!”
Han Shuo’s head was facing down into the bed and was worrying over Lisa’s actions. He didn’t know how to face her that night. His heart leapt in shock again when he heard Fanny’s words, thinking that not Fanny too!
Fanny frowned but then quickly smoothed her brow, sighing in knowing wonder, “Ah, the bruise on your head faded quickly when Fitch hit you last time. Is this all because you were hit with the Agony of the Soul? Oh this is simply too amazing!”
Han Shuo, “…..”
Han Shuo was speechless at the sight of Fanny’s self-satisfying thoughts. How can her imagination be so creative as to find a reasonable explanation for something obviously incredibly odd?
Fanny became absorbed in a round of wonder and thought for a while, then started dressing Han Shuo’s wounds. Her movements were extremely gentle, as if afraid of hurting Han Shuo.
Han Shuo reflected that Fanny’s movements were so much better than Lisa’s, and was about to turn his head to thank Fanny when he noticed something by the opened lab door behind Fanny. He glimpsed a tall, thin figure staring at him enviously. It disappeared upon realizing that his attentions had been noticed — Fitch.