I Can Brush Attributes

The next day, the First People's Hospital.

Lao He came to work in the hospital early. In addition to learning that the hospital was safe overnight, he also received a video from the old security guard.

Before the old security guard left, he told him to watch the video, delete it after watching it, and ping the new security guard Wang for 20,000 yuan.

At that time, Lao He was stunned and at a loss.

What barren stuff? Ping 20,000 to the new security guard Wang?

Even if Wang Ping is a returnee with a high education, this cannot be used as a reason to pay a security guard a salary of 20,000 yuan.

Lao He once suspected that when Wang Ping studied in the United States, he probably did not study in the United States, nor did he work as a security guard in the United States.

But go to the United States to study MLM, right?

In one night, he bewitched a diligent and retired old security guard, and instigated him to tell Lao He that he would give himself a salary increase, and the increase was quite inflated, 20,000!

With the heart to fire Wang Ping, Lao He opened the video and watched it.

After watching the video, Lao He was sluggish for a minute.

After returning to his senses, his first thought was.

This video is also very good, the picture is full of sense, and the special effects are bursting. It is not a domestic special effect at all.

It has better special effects than Hollywood sci-fi films, surpassing Women's Federation 4 and Avatar.

Just for this special effect, he wants to pay Wang Ping 20,000 yuan.

After watching the video again, Lao He has a lot of aftertastes. This special effect is really good, but the video is too short to watch.

Pick up the phone and call the old security guard.

"Uncle Yang, you've finished watching the video for me. It's really good, and the special effects are bursting, but this is not the reason to give Wang Ping a salary of 20,000 yuan. We are a hospital, not a movie maker..."

"Xiao He, what are you talking about? That video isn't a special effect, it's real."

Listening to the serious tone of the old security guard, Lao He was stunned for three seconds.

"What? Really? Uncle Yang, don't tease me, it's obviously supernatural..."

Suddenly, Lao He's words stopped abruptly.

He remembered something.

Since the hospital suffered sudden deaths one after another, he had heard patients say that someone was knocking on the door in the middle of the night.

In the video just now, Wang Ping was knocking on the door of a ward.

During the day, the sun was shining brightly, and Lao He, who was sitting in the office, felt a chill down his spine.

This video can't be real.

"Have you seen Uncle Yang tell a lie? It's true. I specially photographed it for you. Wang Ping is a master Taoist priest. I suspect that he studied abroad, and I'm afraid he went abroad to preach and preach. These things Don't say it, let's not say I took my granddaughter to school."

The phone hangs up.

Lao He's cell phone has not been put down for a long time, like a statue.

He believed that Uncle Yang would not lie to him. Uncle Yang was the person he knew best. He worked diligently for decades, never told a lie, and was honest.

The most important point.

How could such a ghostly thing be used as a joke.

After a while, Lao He put down his phone, his face full of shock.

"This world... is there really a ghost?!"

...

In Room 510, Zhang Zheng and his wife came to visit Zhang Yao early in the morning.

Yesterday, due to business problems, Zhang Zheng and his wife had to leave, but they hired a nanny to take care of them.

When he came, Wang Ping was also in Zhang Yao's ward, peeling apples for Zhang Yao.

Zhang Zheng and his wife looked at each other and smiled with satisfaction.

"Old He, you're here too. Are you looking much better? Are you happy?"

In the ward, besides the nanny and Wang Ping, Lao He was also there.

"Old Zhang is here. It's not a happy thing. There is news from the police that the sudden death has been resolved."

When Zhang Zheng heard the words, he was happy for Lao He and at the same time puzzled.

He had clearly seen just now that after Lao He finished speaking, he glanced at Wang Ping with a hint of respect on his face.

What happened to Wang Ping and Lao He?

When the ward was crowded, Lao He took Zhang Zheng out to chat.

"Old He, what are you doing?"

Zhang Zheng wondered why Lao He felt so mysterious today.

"By the way, what happened to the sudden death? It couldn't be a murder case, right?"

No answer, Lao He asked instead.

"Old Zhang, do you believe there are ghosts in the world?"

"Ghost? I don't really believe it, but I believe there are miracles in the world." Zhang Zheng was talking about Zhang Yao's resurrection from the dead.

"Yaoyao's incident is indeed a miracle, but I'm talking about ghosts, Lao Zhang, we have known each other since we were young, and we have basically helped each other when we have difficulties. Today, there is something that is too shocking to me, please help me analyze and analyze it. ."

Lao He took Zhang Zheng to his office.

On the other side, there was one more person in Room 510, and Chu Lili came.

Liu Mei suspiciously glanced at Wang Ping and then at Chu Lili.

At this time, Zhang Yao, who took the apple handed by Wang Ping, spoke up.

"Mom, nanny Aunt, can you guys go out? I have something to talk to Wang Ping alone."

As soon as the words came out, Liu Mei's eyes became even more suspicious, and she began to glance at Wang Ping, Zhang Yao, and Chu Lili.

She is Zhang Yao's mother, but her daughter wants her to go out and talk alone.

Is there any secret?

Watching Chu Lili and Wang Ping, Liu Mei was suspicious.

My daughter Yaoyao won't fall into a love triangle...

Liu Mei and the nanny left the ward, Wang Ping and Zhang Yao looked at Chu Lili.

Chu Lili was in high spirits and did not intend to leave at all.

In response, Zhang Yao turned to Wang Ping with a questioning gaze.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter. Let her listen to it if she likes it. She knows a lot anyway."

Wang Ping is helpless, why does this Hungarian girl like to join in the fun so much.

Zhang Yao nodded slightly and whispered softly.

"Last night, did you kill that ghost?"

"Well, just kill it and make some extra money. The other ghost told me that you are a fox ghost."

Zhang Yao was stunned, not expecting that the ghost would say these things.

Don't care too much, Zhang Yao said leisurely.

"I know, you really want to know my identity and why you are possessing Zhang Yao's body. I will tell you, before that, would you like to hear a story from me?"

"Hey, is there a story to hear?"

"..."

Zhang Yao was dumbfounded, Chu Lili was speechless.

When they saw Wang Ping, they took out a bag of sunflower seeds and potato chips from their backpacks, and pulled the chairs to approach Zhang Yao.

That way, the people who eat melon can see it.

"Why are you hammering me?" Wang Ping glanced at Chu Lili who had hammered herself with her fist.

"It's not a storyteller."

"Isn't she going to tell stories? I'm a qualified audience listening to stories, okay? Learn."

Wang Ping said, motioning to Zhang Yaodao.

"Ignore this crazy girl, please start your show, no, your story."

Zhang Yao was dumbfounded.

She saw Chu Lili, who was talking to her earlier, and leaned over with a chair, and snatched the potato chips from Wang Ping's hand.

The two seem to be faithful eaters... um, no, they are the audience listening to the story.

...

(PS: Wang Ping shouted: I want to listen to the story, there are melon seeds and potato chips, and there are no flowers and evaluation tickets to reward, readers will not give some!)

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