Hospital No. 444

At this moment, Dai Lin and Milan were in another restaurant in the sunken square.

Milan ordered a Neapolitan pizza at this time. As soon as he took a bite, he heard Dai Lin talk about what happened to Leyin.

"This can't be an accident." Dai Lin looked at the messy restaurant and said, "So is there a ghost..."

"There are no ghosts." Milan shook his head slightly and continued to cut the Neapolitan pizza in front of him with a knife. "Are you sure you don't want one? This is an authentic Italian Margherita pizza, not the Pizza Hut type with a lot of bacon and fruit. American pizza.”

"You can eat, I have no appetite for the moment. So, you can conclude that there are no ghosts..."

"No."

"How are you sure?"

Milan flipped a strand of hair from her earlobe and said, "I roughly know what kind of curse she is facing. My second brother has written a paper on similar cases before and published it on the hospital's public website."

Doctors at Hospital No. 444 also write papers, and Dai Lin usually browses the hospital's official website. Normally, papers need to be paid at a spiritual healing point to read them.

"But I can't understand it at all." Milan picked up a napkin, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said, "So, I can't treat her."

Dai Lin was not sure whether Milan's words were true or false.

Not long after, he saw the police coming. Of course, this is just a case of negligent injury on the surface. The police will not investigate in detail and will not be able to find out the truth.

"I have experienced a case." Dai Lin looked at Milan who was a little careless and said: "I was very impressed by that case. The patient would enter a state of sleepwalking. While sleepwalking, he would name a person and The other party’s address, and future…”

"Time of death. Really?"

However, Milan had already spoken out first.

"Yes." Dai Lin nodded and said, "That's true. Have you been exposed to similar cases? This is somewhat similar to this case. The countdown is set, and then when the time comes..."

"You found the cursed patient and treated it, right?"

"Yes. At that time, a department director took action and finally managed to save the patient and end the curse. Since then, the sleepwalking patient has been coming for follow-up visits, but he has never had any sleepwalking symptoms again."

"This curse has not ended." Milan said categorically: "It's just that the sleepwalker will be replaced by another person. This curse will not end, it will continue forever."

Dai Lin was stunned.

"Permanently... lasts? Unable to be cured?"

"Yes." When Milan said this, he asked again: "Is Leyin still in the restaurant now?"

"Yes, being interviewed by the police."

"More people will die around her in the future. This is just the beginning. If she doesn't kill her mother, then the 'people' who come to her will not come to claim her mother's life, but... …”

At this moment...

For Le Yin, it was simply a huge psychological torture.

All she could think about was the man whose face was covered in blood just now. The ambulance had taken the man away, and she looked incoherent in front of the police.

Finally, after she gave her contact information to the police, she was able to leave temporarily.

Naturally, Dai Lin and Milan continued to follow her and observe her current situation.

"Should we follow closer?" Dai Lin made a suggestion: "If what happened just now will continue to happen, then... if the distance is closer, maybe I can save the people around her who are involved. people."

"You can't save anyone." Milan continued: "I can't understand everything about my second brother's paper."

"The paper must consider the sample size of the cases, right?" Dai Lin himself has written medical papers.

"This has nothing to do with statistics or medicine." Milan said: "You can try if you insist, but it's useless. You can't save any damn person."

Dai Lin touched his left eye and shook his head.

"Not always."

Milan obviously had no intention of sharing the content of the paper with Dai Lin, and Dai Lin also understood Milan's character clearly. Dai Lin would never let her talk about things she didn't want to say.

There was nothing he could do about this woman.

Milan didn't take Dai Lin's tone seriously at all. She didn't think Dai Lin had that ability at all.

She had absolutely no idea how terrifying Dai Lin was.

…

Hospital No. 444.

Countless doctors filed into the large conference hall.

"Director Chen, what's going on?"

"I do not know."

"Is it related to the recent disappearance of Jiang Licheng?"

"That's not true, is it?"

"Absolutely not, look!"

The doctors looked at the chief position in the conference hall and were stunned.

Because there, they saw a person.

"Fang...Fang...Vice Dean Fang Shen?"

Fang Shen! The most mysterious of the three vice-presidents, many doctors do not see him a few times throughout the year. He is almost always stationed at the Curse Center, rarely comes to the outpatient clinic, and never participates in clinical diagnosis and treatment. Responsible for the research and development of spells.

The three vice-presidents gathered together. How many years has this happened?

"The last time we saw these three vice presidents together was when Vice President Lu Yuan passed away during the Eden Hotel incident, right?"

"Yes, when Vice President Yin took office at a critical moment, he saw the three vice presidents gathered together!"

"Oh, wait, look, who is that person?"

In the conference hall, the doctors gathered together, and the directors of the major departments and the three vice presidents all appeared in the conference hall.

The doctors all noticed that there was a person sitting next to the three vice presidents. The point is, no one has ever seen this doctor.

It was a man with black hair, but obviously a white Westerner. He looked to be in his thirties and had a beard.

After all the department directors and deputy directors gathered, the three vice presidents stood up at the same time.

"Everyone," Yin Wuque spoke first: "We are called to a meeting today because there is an important matter. This matter is the instruction of the dean."

After hearing the word "dean", everyone straightened up.

"Dean?" Fang Zhou opened his eyes wide in shock, unable to believe his ears.

Mei Quzhen glanced at the bearded man. She was one of the very few people in the conference hall who knew the bearded man.

And Xie Chengjun, who had always been talkative, didn't dare to say much when he heard this name.

Song Min's eyes were solemn, and his hands gradually began to make fists on the table.

Only Feng Xiao, who was sitting next to Fang Shen, had a calm expression without any change in his expression.

"Yes," Han Ming followed Yin Wuque's words and said, "That's why we, the three vice presidents, are gathered here."

And Fang Shen...the vice-president of curses, is an old man with wrinkles on his face, almost no hair on his head, and trembling when he stands up. He looks to be at least eighty or ninety years old.

After the old man stood up, he said in a hoarse voice: "Today, the dean asked our three vice-deans to gather together to announce something to you."

After saying this, the conference room fell into darkness, and a slide appeared behind him.

On the slide, a photo appeared.

This is a foreign woman with blond hair. Her facial features are so delicate that one even wonders if she is a Hollywood star. To put it in one sentence, "I don't even dare to be like this, but she actually looks like this"!

"Her name is Milan Delon." Yin Wuque continued: "According to the dean's order, we must assist the Demon Department to kill this woman...!"

"Kill?"

Fang Zhou raised his hand and asked Yin Wuque a question.

"Director Fang, tell me."

"Well... Vice President Yin." Fang Zhou stood up and said, "We are doctors, not killers... Is this woman a ghost?"

"No. But she is much more dangerous than a ghost." Yin Wuque then looked at the bearded foreign man and said, "Now, Dr. Wilf, the chief physician of the Department of Demonology, will explain it to us."

The bearded man stood up and said in emotionless words: "Everyone, no matter who it is, as long as she is killed and the body is handed over to our Demon Department, our Demon Department will promise to give away a demon curse! "

came back! ! ! !

Don't worry, everyone, I'm not Yoshihiro Togashi, I still have some moral integrity.