Hospital No. 444

Dai Lin actually hoped that Gao Heyan could give him an answer that would reassure him.

He didn't want any of his relatives to be related to the curse, and he didn't want to have to think about whether to send Dai Ming to Hospital No. 444 for treatment.

Dai Lin was naturally not a saint. For those who had come to the hospital to register for treatment, he could only find ways to save the spiritual healing points they needed to pay. It was impossible not to prevent them from coming to the hospital. But when it comes to your own relatives, it's completely different.

Although he has a normal relationship with his cousin, his uncle and aunt have taken special care of him since he was a child and treated him very well.

"Why do you ask this?" Gao Heyan keenly caught the change in Dai Lin's eyes and said, "Have you ever encountered such a case in the outpatient clinic? Do you think it may be a ghost?"

"I...I'm not sure."

"If the diagnosis is not certain, let the patient go to the imaging department first. Misdiagnosis in the outpatient department is actually difficult to avoid, so you don't need to be too stressed."

In fact, Gao Heyan also felt that it was inappropriate for Dai Lin to go to the clinic independently so soon. He still has too little clinical experience, so he should focus on learning instead of working independently in outpatient clinics. However, she also understood why her brother-in-law did what he did.

"Dai Lin," Gao Heyan reminded: "Remember...as a resident physician, you have the right to prescribe. But you must be very careful when prescribing curses."

A spell... Dai Lin thought about it, but at this stage, he didn't know what kind of spell to use. You know, Dai Lin doesn't even know what Dai Ming is cursed by now.

At the same time, Dai Ming looked at Ming Yu in front of him and said, "So, our experiences are exactly the same...right?"

"There must be something different," Ming Yu looked at Dai Ming's hand, "I didn't give up the brush. You... didn't paint again, right?"

"I...I feel scared."

It is indeed a bit shameful to say such words in front of a woman. But at this time, Dai Ming couldn't care less.

He wanted to express all his fears.

"Have you ever had that feeling? When you painted that painting, you looked at the woman who had turned into a rotting corpse. It was obviously us who painted it ourselves, but she seemed to be looking at us!"

Dai Ming felt much more relaxed when he said such a sentence.

Even in front of Dai Lin, he briefly mentioned this point without mentioning it further. Only in front of Ming Yu did he tell the truth.

When saying this, Ming Yu took off the hat on his head.

She seemed to want to cover her facial features through such actions.

"You...you...you think...that way too?"

Ming Yu almost didn't hold the hat in his hand.

Dai Ming gasped when he heard the word "again" from Ming Yu's mouth.

He has never dared to tell others about his thoughts because he was afraid of being regarded as having a mental problem, hallucinations, persecutory delusions, etc.

Now, he can finally be sure that he is not the only one who thinks so!

Ming Yu was not from W City. He and she had not known each other before and had no interaction. Neither party had any chance to learn the secret behind the painting. Dai Ming's parents never told anyone about this, and this was the first time Ming Yu's painting was exhibited publicly, and she only exhibited this painting.

"You, do you think so too?"

"You come with me!"

Afterwards, Ming Yu grabbed Dai Ming's hand and rushed out of the restaurant.

Dai Lin's eyes immediately followed the two of them, easily penetrating through all the walls, and watched as the two got on the elevator and followed the rising elevator.

Gao Heyan looked at Dai Lin in front of him in confusion, wondering why he raised his head and looked up.

"What are you looking at? Dai Lin?"

Dai Lin's eyes looked far away, now much clearer than before.

He said to Gao Heyan: "I...I want to see what the two of them are going to..."

Immediately afterwards, Dai Lin saw the two of them going up to the fourth floor. After getting out of the elevator,...

Went directly into the hotel room!

Dai Lin immediately withdrew his gaze and lowered his head.

"What's wrong?"

Gao Heyan looked at Dai Lin confused.

"No, it's okay..."

If Dai Lin continues to watch, he is afraid that he will see some indescribable scenes.

But actually……

After entering the hotel room, Ming Yu pointed to the easel and paints in the hotel room.

"Can you... draw again?"

Ming Yu looked at Dai Ming with pleading eyes and said, "I didn't expect that I could find someone like you."

"No, no, no!"

Looking at the easel in front of him, Dai Ming seemed to have seen a prehistoric monster. He kept walking back quickly and said, "I, I don't want it! I don't want to paint that female ghost anymore!"

"Mr. Dai... please," Ming Yu grabbed Dai Ming and said, "I want to see you draw it for me. You must be able to draw it, right? If you can draw it..."

"What if I could draw?"

"I'm not the only outlier." Ming Yu said this and shed tears: "I'm the same as you, I also like to draw. But except for this woman, I can't draw anything, so I can't help it at all. …Go and take the Fine Arts Department exam.”

This point... Dai Ming can empathize with Ming Yu very much.

"You're right," Ming Yu continued: "After I painted, I was always afraid of painting the female ghost's eyes. But as soon as I started painting, I couldn't stop. If I didn't finish the painting completely, it felt like force. Patients with the disease feel uncomfortable when they see something asymmetrical."

When Dai Ming heard this, he nodded immediately.

"Yes, yes... you are right, that's what it feels like!"

It's really like obsessive-compulsive disorder...

Once you start drawing, you can't stop...

If I don’t finish painting, I will really feel uncomfortable...

So out of fear, Dai Ming asked his parents to lock up all his painting equipment.

"no……"

Dai Ming looked at the easel in front of him and the palette next to him, shaking his head desperately: "I don't want to paint... don't force me!"

Ming Yu sighed.

"All right."

She sat on the bed and said, "I can't draw anything else, but I still want to draw. Maybe one day, I can draw something else."

Dai Ming looked at Ming Yu's lost expression and asked, "You... when did you paint that painting in the exhibition?"

Ming Yu replied: "It was half a year ago."

"Then you are still continuing to draw?"

"right."

"I don't know if it's an illusion... I always feel that she is more terrifying than before..."

Ming Yu suddenly walked to the easel, picked up the brush... and then began to draw lines.

"you……"

"Let me show you what she looks like when I draw her now..."

Hospital No. 444.

Xie Chengjun was still working overtime in the office at this time.

At this time, he was having a video conversation with Song Min on his computer.

"I will come back later. During this time, you can help me test Dai Lin. As subordinates, we have to share the worries of Dean Yin. If he doesn't give direct instructions, we have to Finish it well.”

"Well, I understand this. I also have my own plan on how to do it."

If Dai Lin were here, would he notice that Xie Chengjun's tone of voice was completely different from before?

"The exam is just a cover, right? Our department needs to pass the exam to find a way to recover Director Li's body, right?"

Song Min's face darkened slightly.

"I still like your nonsense-talking state."

Xie Chengjun nodded and said, "I will do what you said right away."