I also breathed a long sigh of relief when I saw the thing leave, and then prepared the cow tears that I had been carrying in my pocket.

I'm afraid these things are not available in the mortal world, and if they really know some ghost-like tricks, I must be somewhat prepared before I can fight them.

After taking the cigarette that I had been carrying in my pocket, I was ready to fight these things desperately, and glanced at the child on the bed, who was still sleeping soundly, and should be seriously ill, otherwise I would not be haggard.

What surprised me even more when I stood up was that there was a little girl in a white hospital gown standing in the southeast corner of the room, and of course there could only be one patient in an intensive care unit.

But looking at this little girl's ghost in such an ethereal state, I guess she must not be strong enough, otherwise she wouldn't let Xiao Cheng look like this, I'm afraid she wouldn't have relied on.

I couldn't help but feel some pity in my heart, and I waved my hand to bring the girl's soul closer to me, and there was nothing else, so I could only hand her a piece of fragrance from my pocket, which was a snack for the little girl.

Then Flawless took care of the little girl, and I secretly opened a gap in the door and looked out carefully to observe the situation outside.

The situation outside the door was much more complicated than I had imagined, and there was a pile of black stuff gathered at the door of the ward, and just by looking at the four or five heads on it, I knew that either this thing was an alien, or there were a lot of it.

Considering the few words he said when he appeared just now, there can still be a conversation that comes and goes, of course, there are too many of these things.

I pressed and clenched my fist, it seems that today is indeed a hard battle, and then glanced at the staircase door in the stairway, where it was pinned to death by a stick, of course no one will walk in,

The footsteps I heard just now were just Wen Yi's footsteps, I'm afraid he himself is still running hard, although this is only the third floor, but once many things meet ghosts, there is no room for scientific existence.

After thinking about it, I raised my hand and let go of the door that had been holding the doorknob, and from the back, I am afraid that those things are not yet capable of entering the door, and it is estimated that they are also thinking hard about meditating and thinking of a way to enter the door.

After looking around the room, I finally chose a wooden stick hanging from the empty bedside table next to it, and it looked good