Ah Ming said: "Yes, but there is a 24-hour monitoring probe in the ward, will it be difficult to cast spells?" Kaohsiung discussed with Azanbudan for a while, and finally suggested that all three of us could disguise themselves as philanthropists from Guangdong, go over to visit at midnight, and then look for opportunities to cast spells. In particular, you must not speak Thai, lest you guess that the teacher was invited from Thailand.

After dinner, Amin arranged for us to go to a nearby hotel and rest until about eleven o'clock in the evening, under his leadership, we entered the old people's home, went up to the third floor, and saw more than 20 people standing in the corridor, most of them well-dressed, all of them were talking about it, I don't know who it was. Among them, I also saw Ah Ming's friends, Ah Yi, Ah Wen and Ah Zhen.

When they saw us coming, they all gathered around, and Ah Ming said that these three were all Chinese businessmen from the mainland, who had come to Taiwan for meetings and errands, and had come to visit the elderly in the old people's home. These people looked at us with different expressions, some indifferent, some confused, some expectant, some nervous, and more excited. Some people say to themselves: "I don't know when the results will come, is it brain dead?"

"Don't worry, no," the person next to him replied, "Brain death can still last for five months, how can there be such a coincidence, you don't see your vital signs getting lower and lower, I don't believe he can survive tonight!" Listening to these people's soft Taiwanese Chinese, I always feel like watching a Taiwanese romance TV series, and I want to laugh. Amin led us straight into the ward and locked the door with his backhand. There were two beds in the ward, one empty, and the other lying the old man he had seen in Amin's mobile phone video before, hanging three bags of liquid, two transparent and one white. The old man's eyes were closed, and he didn't move, as if he were dead. There was an oxygen cylinder next to the bed, an electrocardiograph on the bedside table, the waveform was beating very slowly, and the large number in the upper right corner showed the heart rate, which was probably less than 30 beats per minute. There were seven or eight people standing in the room, old and young, with different expressions on their faces. A middle-aged man with silver and gray hair hurriedly came over, and Amin introduced each other, saying that this was his father, and told him the identities of the three of us.

I asked, "Who are those people out there, and why do people seem to be waiting for the old man to die?"

Ah Ming's father replied: "My surname is Lu, and I am the director of this old people's home, and there are insurance companies, industry associations, and mutual aid associations outside. The people you are talking about should be from the insurance company, and of course they don't want to pay for the families of the elderly. "I think it makes sense, insurance companies are most afraid of accidents, but it's too inhumane to say it so directly.

"The people in the room are the family members of the patients, as well as Dr. Zhao from the central hospital. Dean Lu said, Kaohsiung and I walked to the bed, and the ECG machine on the bedside table emitted a regular red light.

"What's the situation with the old man now?" asked Kaohsiung.

Dr. Zhao said: "It's a medical miracle, the patient has all the organs in his body failed, but he actually lived for five months!" Kaohsiung and I looked at each other, and it was obvious that the doctor didn't know about the ghost boy yet. Ah Ming and his father were nervous next to them, and it seemed that they had forgotten to remind us before, but Kaohsiung and I are not stupid, so of course it is impossible to say it.

Kaohsiung said: "This is Azanbudan invited from Thailand, see if there is a way." Dean Lu hurriedly asked Ah Ming to send Dr. Zhao back first, and Dr. Zhao seemed a little surprised, but he didn't say anything, and followed Ah Ming out of the ward. After Dean Lu locked the door, those people immediately gathered around and asked me if Kaohsiung and I could find a way. I saw a surveillance probe diagonally above the window, and a small red light flashing regularly, which seemed to be being monitored.

Dean Lu told us that all the people in this house are their own people, relatives of the elderly, and there are sons, daughters-in-law and grandchildren. There are two other people with very serious expressions, one of them said: "Boss Tian and Boss Gao, I hope you can help us, it's all up to you!" Dean Lu said that these two are the vice president and the person in charge of the industry association scoring team, if they can't succeed, everyone will lose a lot.

"Yes, Boss Tian, you must help us, let the Thai mage discuss with that little ghost boy, and let it bless my father to live for another twenty-four days!" A middle-aged man anxiously took my hand. Dean Lu hurriedly gestured to him to whisper, and pointed out the door, and the middle-aged man nodded hurriedly. A few people standing behind him also said yes, yes, please. There was a middle-aged woman who was supposed to be his wife, and a young man and woman in their early twenties. It seems that they are all the family members of the elderly, and these people are very anxious on their faces, but they do not have the slightest sadness for their father, father-in-law, and grandfather, I think to myself, this is the greatest sorrow of the elderly.

Azambudan walked to the hospital bed and pointed to the position next to the bed: "There is a polar yin in this direction. I translated and asked him if he had hidden the little ghost boy in the bedside table. Dean Lu hurriedly said no, but in the office two rooms next door, locked in a metal cabinet, it was very safe. Kaohsiung discussed with Azambudan in a low voice, moved a chair and sat him down, and he began to chant mantras in a low voice. Kaohsiung said to everyone, don't panic, you can't let people see the abnormality from the surveillance video, these people all nodded, stood in front of the hospital bed, and pretended to visit. Surveillance probes usually only record footage, but not sound, but I still have a little bit of a weak heart, and I can't help but glance at the camera often. A few minutes later, Azambudan told me and Kaohsiung that the infant spirit had a lot of resentment, and the previous Yin Law could no longer be imprisoned, and it must be blessed immediately, but there was no guarantee that it would have an effect.

"You have to try," Dean Lu said, "Let's be a dead horse and a live horse doctor!" Kaohsiung nodded, and I asked Dean Lu if those people outside would break in, and I couldn't let them interfere with the spell casting process.

Dean Lu said: "Of course, the door has been locked, and now that the patient is sick like this, it is impossible to let unrelated people come in and disturb him casually, otherwise the fright may make the old man ascend to heaven at any time." You can rest assured, there is surveillance video, the old man's electrocardiograph is connected to the office, as long as the old man is out of breath, everyone outside will know, so there is no need to break in. "I put my heart in my stomach, but there seems to be something wrong, I always feel that these people are mysterious, not like the feeling of doing good deeds.

I asked, "Are they going to keep a night in the corridor?" Dean Lu said about it, those people are all on duty here in turn, and they have been guarding the door of the ward 24 hours a day since half a month ago. I thought to myself that I really had to pay for it, so I raised my wrist and looked at my watch, and there was still about half an hour before twelve o'clock at midnight, so I told everyone to wait first, and start casting spells at midnight.