Chapter 62: Predicting Death
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On the last night in the hospital, Jian Ningxuan had urgent matters and wasn’t around. An Bu, wearing headphones, exercised in the ward, completing a set of yoga poses. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a wisp of deathly energy seeping in through the door crack.
She quickly jumped off the bed, put on her slippers, and walked to the door. Opening it, she stuck her head out to see a slightly chubby woman walking towards the elevator. The woman’s hair was somewhat disheveled, and she walked heavily, looking like she could faint at any moment.
“Miss An, any instructions?” At this moment, the security guard on night duty walked over and asked.
“Don’t make a sound, follow me.” An Bu chased after the woman, but the woman had already entered the elevator. The indicator lights went up floor by floor, stopping on the sixth floor, the top floor of the hospital building, just before the rooftop.
When An Bu reached the sixth floor, the woman was standing at the entrance to the rooftop, attempting to open the door. However, the door was locked, so she gave up and turned to the end of the corridor. She stood in front of the window, staring blankly at the night outside. The increasingly intense aura of death almost merged with the night.
Was she about to have a sudden illness leading to death, or was she preparing to jump off the building?
While pondering, An Bu suddenly saw the woman step over the windowsill, and her body lunged forward.
An Bu rushed over like lightning, grabbing the woman’s arm. Her upper body also hung outside the window due to the force.
The security guard broke out in a cold sweat, quickly approaching. One hand stabilized An Bu, and the other reached for the woman’s other arm.
“Let go of me! Let me die!” The woman kept screaming and struggling. Her weight, nearly 200 kilograms, almost caused An Bu and the security guard to lose their grip, threatening to throw her off.
The commotion quickly attracted nearby patients and medical staff. Curious heads popped out of the windows.
“Let me go, let me die!” The woman, hysterically kicking her legs, nearly caused An Bu and the security guard to lose their grip.
“What the h*ll, is someone trying to jump off?”
“Why are they so desperate? Isn’t it better to live than to die?”
“Probably another poor soul who can’t afford medical treatment.”
“Did they get some terminal illness and want to relieve themselves early?”
…
People discussed and observed the unfolding situation.
Medical staff and security guards hurried over. As long as An Bu and the security guard held on a little longer, the woman could be saved. However, she was extremely agitated, leveraging her 200-kilogram weight like a swing in the air. Despite the security guard’s strength, it was quite challenging, especially when he also had to ensure An Bu’s safety.
“Let me die, let me die…” The woman continued to scream, indifferent to her own life.
“Why die!” An Bu shouted, “Do you dare to come up? I’ll accompany you to spend a night in the morgue, let you experience what it’s like to be dead!”
The woman paid no attention, solely focused on seeking death.
An Bu became angry, turned to the security guard, and said, “When I count to three, let’s use force together.”
The security guard nodded in understanding.
“One, two, three!”
Both of them exerted force simultaneously, pulling the woman forcefully upward. They successfully dragged her halfway through the window.
At this moment, medical staff and security guards arrived. With their combined efforts, they pulled the woman back inside from the window. The woman cried uncontrollably, feeling the pain of not being able to end her life.
An Bu noticed that the aura of death around her still hadn’t dissipated. It seemed that she might attempt suicide again in the coming days.
While contemplating, she suddenly felt a familiar presence and was then embraced into a warm hug.
An Bu looked up and unsurprisingly saw a face with a shattered expression.
“An Bu!” Jian Ningxuan was both anxious and angry. Just as he entered the hospital gate, he saw An Bu hanging half of her body out of the sixth-floor window, holding onto a woman who had gained a considerable amount of weight. It looked like she could be dragged down at any moment.
After only a few days of peace, why was another life-and-death crisis happening again? She clearly lived on the third floor, so why did she run to the sixth floor?
“Are you injured?” Jian Ningxuan scrutinized her from top to bottom, tense.
An Bu stole a glance at his expression but decided not to tell him that her arm was dislocated.
However, how could the unnatural shape of her arm escape the cat master’s X-ray-like gaze?
He looked at the dislocated arm, then back at An Bu, who appeared unperturbed. Thinking about her congenital insensitivity to pain, he felt heartbroken.
“Let’s go back to the ward. I’ll help her with this,” Fang Cun walked over and reminded.
Jian Ningxuan carefully escorted An Bu back to the ward, making her sit on the bed. Fang Cun lifted her dislocated arm, felt the bones, and with a crisp sound, he reset the bones. The speed was so fast that An Bu couldn’t even make a painful expression.
“All right, we’ll take an X-ray later. Don’t exert force for a short time. Once the bones heal, everything will be fine,” Fang Cun advised briefly and then hastily fled from the furnace-like ward.
“I’m sorry.” An Bu took the initiative to apologize.
Jian Ningxuan didn’t say much, just gently hugged her.
“Rest well; I’ll go out for a while.” After settling her, he turned and walked out of the ward.
“Speak up, what happened just now?” Jian Ningxuan looked at the security guard.
The security guard quickly summarized what had happened.
“So, you’re saying that An Bu followed that woman upstairs for no reason?” Jian Ningxuan raised his eyebrows.
“Yes. The woman just passed by the door, and Miss An came out of the ward and followed her.”
Jian Ningxuan looked towards the ward where An Bu was. Could it be that she already knew the woman was going to commit suicide? This speculation surfaced in his mind and couldn’t be dispelled.
He stood in the corridor, lost in thought for a long time. In the end, he walked into the ward, approaching An Bu’s bedside.
“What happened?” An Bu asked as she saw him with a serious expression.
“Do you know that woman who tried to jump off?”
“I don’t know her.” An Bu looked quietly at him.
“Then why did you follow her upstairs?”
“I said I had a sudden impulse. Do you believe it?”
“If that’s what you say,” Jian Ningxuan’s eyes were deep, and he said seriously, “I’m willing to believe it.”
An Bu lowered her eyelids, sighed silently. Her cat master would rather accept her lies than force her.
“Mr. Jian, I… am not a normal person,” An Bu said cautiously.
“I know.”
“What do you know?” An Bu glanced at him with a hint of mystery.
I know your vision, taste, and touch are impaired, and you suffer from congenital insensitivity to pain. Jian Ningxuan silently recited in his mind.
“An Bu, I want to take care of you, and I don’t want you to get hurt. But you always end up with so many scars. Just because you can’t feel pain, don’t throw yourself into danger to save others. It worries me.” Jian Ningxuan touched her forehead and spoke softly.
An Bu: If you knew my true identity, would you still worry about me?
“An Bu, promise me, don’t do dangerous things anymore. If you must, tell me, and I’ll do it for you.”
An Bu: I can’t promise you that.
Seeing her silent, Jian Ningxuan asked again, “Did you have something to tell me just now?”
“What?”
“You said you’re not a normal person,” Jian Ningxuan reminded, “What’s not normal?”
The topic circled back, and An Bu thought he wouldn’t ask.
After hesitating for a moment, she decided to reveal a bit more, testing the limits of the cat master’s psychological tolerance. “I can foresee others’ deaths.”
Staring at him intently, there was no trace of surprise on his face! This wasn’t logical. Normally, even if people didn’t find it absurd, they would at least be shocked, right? How could her cat master be so composed?
Jian Ningxuan’s speculation was confirmed. Her previous actions of saving people multiple times could now be explained. Because she could predict others’ deaths in advance, she could conveniently save them. Combined with her insensitivity to pain, she had no fear.
“Aren’t you scared?” An Bu couldn’t help but ask, seeing him so calm.
“Life, aging, sickness, and death are common human experiences. I only wish that in the years you have, you can live well by my side. I don’t care about anything else.”
An Bu: “…” Must I be alive? Do you want someone dead?
Jian Ningxuan was delighted that she shared her secret with him. He lowered his head and kissed her face. “We’ll go back tomorrow. As for that woman, don’t worry about her.”
An Bu hesitated for a moment but ultimately nodded in agreement. If she could save that woman without harming herself, she would try.
The next day, after An Bu finished her examination, waiting in the ward for the cat master to take her home, she suddenly received 65 points of Vitality Points. Checking the source, it was from a woman named “Zhao Li.”
Could it be the woman who wanted to jump off the building yesterday? Strange, the premonition of death around her hadn’t disappeared yet. How did she suddenly change her mind overnight?
While puzzled, Jian Ningxuan walked in from the door, helping her with the luggage. “Let’s go, back home.”
“Okay.” An Bu held his hand, walked out of the ward, and arrived at the parking lot. She casually saw the woman who attempted suicide yesterday. At this moment, she was walking in the garden, looking much better. More importantly, the aura of death around her had indeed disappeared.
“What are you staring at? Get in the car.” Jian Ningxuan patted her head.
“Oh, okay.” An Bu stopped overthinking, assuming that the woman suddenly didn’t want to commit suicide again.
Jian Ningxuan helped her fasten the seatbelt and drove out of the hospital.
Just a few hours ago, Jian Ningxuan found the woman who wanted to jump off the building. He provided her with a medical charity fund treatment quota, covering 90% of the medical expenses.
The woman’s reason for suicide was similar to the speculation of others—she had a serious illness and couldn’t afford treatment. Jian Ningxuan investigated her situation and decided to include her in the charity fund assistance list established by the Jian family. If she followed the regular application process, it might take one or two months to get approval.
An Bu didn’t know that Jian Ningxuan completed the task for her, and Jian Ningxuan had no intention of telling her. He just didn’t want An Bu to end up with nothing after the cost of dislocating her arm.
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