The family members were crying loudly, so I didn’t want to disturb them. I sat down on Chen Jiayan’s bed and asked in a low voice.
"Did this person just leave?"
Chen Jiayan had a cold face and obviously didn't want to pay attention to me, but she still nodded.
I lowered my voice very low: "There's something wrong with this hospital. There's been movement at the door just now."
I looked at the family members behind me again: "It's not a person, it's that thing."
Chen Jiayan's face suddenly turned pale. She frowned for a long time and said nothing.
At this moment, messy footsteps suddenly sounded.
I looked back and saw a group of doctors in white coats rushing over.
"Um?"
At a quick glance, there are at least a dozen doctors.
But the corridor was extremely quiet just now, so where did they come from?
At this moment, I clearly saw the chubby doctor!
Yes, it was the ghost I bumped into in the elevator!
He nodded at me, just like the way I greeted him in the elevator!
Thinking back to what happened just now, I just feel like I'm sweating.
Is this doctor a human being or what?
I walked up calmly, pretending to watch, but in fact I pressed my palms on his back.
The fat doctor turned his head and looked at me blankly: "Is something wrong?"
Looking at his appearance, he is obviously a human being!
I smiled awkwardly: "It's okay, it's okay."
Soon, the doctor took the deceased away, and the family members followed him out.
The fat doctor was the last one to go out. Before leaving, he turned to look at me again.
The shadow fell, covering half of his face. He put one hand on the door handle and suddenly raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.
This smile is full of meaning!
I couldn't react for a while, so I could only watch him leave.
In the blink of an eye, the ordinary ward became a VIP private room.
I leaned forward and lowered my voice: "Did anything weird happen just now?"
Seeing them both shaking their heads, I became even more confused.
At first, I guessed that there was more than one ghost in this hospital. While I was leaving, something dirty came in to harm people.
But the yang energy in living people is very strong. If a kid wants to harm people, it will definitely not go well, and it will naturally make noises.
Ji Canghai wished he could sleep in shifts with his eyes, so alert.
If there is an abnormality, it will be discovered.
The situation here seems more complicated than I thought.
Ji Canghai rubbed his eyes and closed the door: "You want to take care of it again?"
My mind was in a mess, so I nodded casually and responded.
Ji Canghai sat on the bed where the person had just died and yawned lazily.
"Otherwise, just leave this matter alone."
I looked at him suspiciously: "Do you know something?"
Before Ji Canghai finished yawning, he immediately closed his mouth and said, "I don't know anything."
After a pause, he rubbed his face: "Logically speaking, I shouldn't advise you. But you just kicked your heels, and Chen Changming might still be watching you secretly."
"The less trouble, the better."
Ji Canghai has never been a person who is afraid of trouble. I can understand that he is thinking about me.
I also admit that meddling in others' own affairs is indeed a thankless effort.
However, if everyone sweeps the snow in front of their own door and doesn't care about the frost on other people's tiles, what kind of justice can there be in this world?
From some perspectives, those who have the ability to stand by and do nothing are more hateful than the perpetrators.
I smacked Yahuazi and said, "The world calls me a little fairy, and I have to live up to this name."
Turning around, I covered Chen Jiayan with the quilt: "Go to sleep, I'll stay here to watch."
Chen Jiayan pursed her lips, glared at me, and turned her head away angrily.
Ji Canghai lay on the bed next to him and stretched out: "Do it while you're alive, and I'll stay with you even if you die!"
Before I could say anything, his purring started.
Wow, what a quality sleep.
I leaned on the chair, covered myself with clothes, and acted as a security guard.
Looking at the dark night, I couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Back then, when I was studying art with my master, I heard him often talk about the clay sculpture era.
I didn't understand it at that time, so he explained it to me.
He said that although people today are still worshiping gods and Buddhas, in fact, they have long since lost their good roots in their hearts.
All beliefs exist among the clay sculptures in temples. If things go on like this, people's hearts will become more and more chaotic.
If you find dirty things running rampant, it means that the justice in people's hearts has slowly dissipated and cannot suppress them anymore.
I once asked the master if this situation could be reversed.
He said something that was both mysterious and treacherous: if you want to attain enlightenment, destroy the temple first.
Enlightenment refers to cutting off the three corpses and transforming them into immortals.
Of course, such a thing never occurred to me.
I still haven't figured out the last sentence. Why did you destroy the temple if you were so good?
Forget it, don't think about it anymore, my head hurts.
