Chapter 2337 - 2330: I Won’t Let You Off
Believe it or not, Nightingale looks quite like a chef when she dons an apron.
Before long, a fragrant stir-fried "pig liver" was dished out.
Nightingale took a deep breath of her masterpiece, thoroughly enjoying it, "Looks like my cooking skills aren’t bad. Although lacking side dishes, it has color, aroma, and taste all together."
Ten minutes later, Nightingale contentedly burped, too lazy to wash the plate, so she tossed it into the kitchen and sat on the sofa to watch TV.
Half an hour later, Wang Dadong returned, carrying a serving of fried rice.
"Look, I only packed a bowl of fried rice to avoid suspicion, planning to have it as a late-night snack," Wang Dadong put the fried rice on the table.
Originally, Wang Dadong thought Nightingale would immediately rush over upon seeing the fried rice. After all, he had been gone for five or six hours, Nightingale must be starving.
Who knew, Nightingale merely glanced at the fried rice and continued watching her TV drama.
Judging by her expression, she clearly disapproved of the fried rice Wang Dadong packed.
"You’re not hungry?" Wang Dadong was somewhat surprised.
"I’ve already eaten," Nightingale replied nonchalantly.
Wang Dadong frowned slightly and said, "Didn’t I tell you not to leave the room?"
"I didn’t go out; I just made something to eat inside," Nightingale replied confidently.
Upon hearing that Nightingale hadn’t gone out, Wang Dadong didn’t overthink it. The house is so large; maybe there really was some food prepared somewhere.
Wang Dadong took out the parts he had retrieved from Nightingale’s body from the fridge. It was best to explain it to Nightingale. To deceive the lurking Black Sha that day, he deliberately removed a few components from Nightingale.
To restore Nightingale to normal, Wang Dadong had spent quite a bit of Golden Blood.
However, when he took them out, he noticed something seemed to be missing, like the liver was gone. Wang Dadong was slightly puzzled; perhaps he didn’t take Nightingale’s liver at the time? Whatever, since he was only trying to deceive Black Sha, he wouldn’t use these organs.
"Why are you putting animal organs on the table, you big pervert!" Nightingale felt a bit nauseated seeing Wang Dadong lay out the animal organs on the table.
Wang Dadong replied irritably, "What are you calling animal organs? These were taken from you. That day, I brought you back under the surveillance of Black Sha. To make him believe you were dead, I deliberately removed your organs."
"What did you say? My organs, how is that possible?" Nightingale couldn’t quite believe it; if her organs had been removed, how could she be fine, sitting here and watching TV? Wang Dadong must be joking.
"You’re familiar with my medical skills. I can regenerate severed limbs, so regenerating human organs is no big deal," Wang Dadong explained casually.
"These are really mine..." Nightingale’s face suddenly turned extremely pale. It wasn’t because seeing her organs laid out on the table frightened her, but because if these were her organs... then the stir-fried pig liver she just ate...
Wang Dadong nodded affirmatively, not joking at all.
Suddenly, Nightingale jumped up from the sofa and rushed into the toilet, vomiting profusely into the toilet bowl.
Wang Dadong found it strange, "Although seeing your own organs on the table is indeed a bit nauseating, it shouldn’t make you vomit this much, right?"
"What’s that smell?" Wang Dadong headed to the kitchen intending to toss out the organs, only to catch a peculiar scent.
"It smells like stir-fried pig liver, but where could pig liver come from here?" Wang Dadong noticed the unwashed plate under the tap, finding it puzzling.
Looking again at the organs he was holding, Wang Dadong finally understood, his eyes suddenly widened.
Originally, the missing liver had been stir-fried by Nightingale as pig liver.
No wonder Nightingale vomited like crazy upon learning these were her organs; she had fried up and eaten her own liver.
Wang Dadong’s expression turned bizarre; frying up one’s own liver to eat, something like this surely is unprecedented and will remain unmatched.
"Ugh!"
Nightingale’s stomach was rolling over, vomiting furiously, almost expelling the bile, yet she still couldn’t stop the urge to vomit.
Needless to say, if it were anyone else knowing they ate their own organs, they certainly couldn’t act like it was no big deal.
Seeing Nightingale throwing up miserably, Wang Dadong came over to Nightingale’s back, gently patting her and pressing lightly on her Neiguan acupoint.
Nightingale instantly felt less intense urge to vomit, finally catching her breath.
"I’m sorry, I should have told you sooner." Wang Dadong apologized, noticing Nightingale’s face had turned almost ghostly pale.
"Ugh!"
Wang Dadong’s words reminded Nightingale again of eating her own liver, prompting her to vomit crazily once more.
This time, even Wang Dadong’s intense pressing of the Neiguan acupoint was ineffective.
Nightingale vomited for half the night before crawling up from the toilet, her face void of any color, already exhausted, even walking became quite difficult.
Her gaze directed at Wang Dadong almost seemed to shoot flames.
"I really didn’t do it on purpose," Wang Dadong gingerly touched his nose, feeling unjustly accused.
Nightingale laboriously raised a finger, pointing at Wang Dadong, weakly saying, "You bastard, I won’t, won’t let you off..."
She finished speaking and the whole person collapsed.
Joking aside, after vomiting for hours, even an iron man would fall, let alone Nightingale, who was merely a spy, not even considered an agent.
As Nightingale’s frail body was about to fall to the ground, Wang Dadong dashed to her side like a gust of wind, catching her.
Nightingale had already passed out, Wang Dadong shook his head helplessly; this really was a coincidence, he truly hadn’t done it intentionally.
After placing Nightingale on the bed, Wang Dadong didn’t cure Nightingale.
What a joke, if he cured Nightingale, she’d immediately come after him for revenge, no doubt, making restful sleep impossible.
Though tempted by the allure of the stunningly attractive female spy’s perfectly curvy body, Wang Dadong refrained from exploiting the situation; he didn’t enjoy taking advantage of others in distress.
"But, there’s only one bed in the bedroom, where will I sleep?" Wang Dadong pretended to contemplate.
Moments later, he happily said, "Even though there’s only one bed, the bed is so big, I can sleep on one side without a problem, right? Hmm, you didn’t say anything, so I’ll take that as agreement."
With that, he cheerfully climbed into bed.
Had Nightingale been awake at that moment, hearing Wang Dadong’s words, who knows if she would have fainted from anger again.
"Rest assured, you’ll sleep on the left, and I’ll sleep on the right, this will be the boundary line, and you mustn’t cross over." Wang Dadong drew a line across the bed with his finger, then gleefully lay down in his designated area.