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Pengcheng First People's Hospital, Office of Vice President He.

"What is Vice President He looking for from me?" Wang Ping sat on the sofa in Vice President He's office, making tea leisurely.

Vice President He looked at Wang Ping complicatedly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Looking back a few months ago, Wang Ping drove ghosts at their hospital. Before that, Vice President He didn't believe in ghosts and gods.

However, when he learned about the ghosts and gods and watched the surveillance video with the special effects bursting, Vice President He felt that his three views had been refreshed.

Every time I think about it, Vice President He is filled with emotion.

However, he has always been lucky, believing that ghosts do not exist, the knocking ghost may be a coincidence, and the surveillance video is man-made.

It wasn't until a few days ago that when he encountered that incident, Vice President He finally believed it.

There are ghosts in the world!

"Master Wang Ping, I have met a ghost." Vice President He's hand trembled as he held up the teacup.

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three days ago.

Pengcheng First People's Hospital, the director is about to retire, and the post of director is vacant.

After Vice President Zhou died of a knock on the door, Vice President He became the most powerful candidate for the dean in the hospital.

In other words, both vice deans have the opportunity to become deans.

Although he was elected with full confidence, Vice President He did not take it lightly, did everything well, and took the initiative to work overtime.

For the past few days, he has been working overtime until the latest every day.

The same is true today.

At 10:56 pm, in the office of Vice President He.

After Vice President He checked the time, he read the last patient's medical record, sighed, and was ready to go home after get off work.

Open the office door and take the elevator to the hospital underground parking lot.

At this time, it was ten o'clock in the evening, there were few vehicles in the underground parking lot, there were not many cars in the empty parking lot, and there was no one around.

Walking into the parking lot, the lonely underground parking lot echoes the sound of his own footsteps.

Da da da……

Because the Spring Festival is approaching, the weather is very cold, and the underground parking lot is strangely cold.

Before walking to his BMW, Vice President He tightened his windbreaker.

Suddenly, Vice President He seemed to notice at this moment.

"Who is there?"

He turned to look at a car-free parking lot, which was empty and empty except for the underground load-bearing columns.

His voice echoed in the unmanned underground parking lot, and no one answered him...

"Am I delusional?"

Vice President He frowned, tilted his head, and asked himself.

At that moment, he felt the unmanned parking lot behind him, as if someone was watching him.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

Vice President He spoke again.

His voice was not loud, but in this silent parking lot, there was a rippling echo, as if he had strayed into the corridor of hell, and the echoes were endless.

As a result, still no one answered.

Without thinking too much, Vice President He thought that maybe he was working overtime these days and was overworked, which made him a little nervous.

He opened the door, started the BMW, and drove out of the underground garage.

Because it is winter, a month before the Spring Festival, the weather is very cold, and there are few vehicles on the road, and the same is true on the streets.

Most people choose to stay at home at this time.

Driving on a deserted highway, Vice President He accidentally glanced at the corner of his eyes.

"Um?"

When he passed an intersection just now, he shivered for no reason, as if there was a cool breeze blowing, he felt the window closed subconsciously, and Vice President He continued to drive forward.

Just as he was passing a street.

He saw a little girl crying on the side of the road, standing by the street alone in winter crying, seemingly calling out where are you, mother.

As a doctor with the heart of a doctor's parents, Vice President He naturally wouldn't watch it.

Parking the car next to the street, Vice President He got out of the car and walked towards the little girl.

"Kid, why are you crying here alone, where are your parents?" Vice President He said kindly, taking out a piece of clothing from the car and putting it on the child.

In winter, although the little girl wears a lot of clothes, her nose is runny, obviously cold.

"Woooooo~ I got lost with my mother, and I can't find my mother."

The little girl was crying, and the pitiful appearance of pear blossoms with rain made people feel distressed.

She couldn't stop wiping her tears and calling me for my mother!

Seeing this, Vice President He got up and looked around.

There were no people in the surrounding streets, and he vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a community nearby. Perhaps this little girl was not necessarily lost in the community.

"Children, do you know which direction your house is in?"

"My house... seems to be in... that direction..."

The direction the little girl pointed was exactly the direction of the nearby community.

Upon seeing this, Vice President He judged that there are nine out of ten little girls living in the nearby community.

He reassured the little girl not to cry.

"Children, uncle will take you to find your parents, stop crying."

Vice President He made up his mind to go to the nearby community to ask if the little girl was lost in the community, and if not, hand her over to the police station.

After all, in this winter, if the little girl gets lost, her parents must be very anxious to go to the police station as soon as possible.

When the little girl was put in the front seat of the car and the seat belt was fastened, Vice President He did not notice that there was a gloomy smile on the little girl's face.

That smile seemed to come from hell, cold and ruthless, as if looking at a dead man's eyes.

Soon, Vice President He will drive to the community...

"Children, look at the place in front of you. Does it look like your neighborhood?"

Deputy Dean He pointed to the gate of the community not far ahead. He wanted to ask if the little girl could tell the neighborhood of the next house so that it would be easier to find someone.

"Uncle, that's not my home, my home is not like this."

"Then do you remember what your home was like?"

"Remember."

"Oh? Tell your uncle." Vice President He looked happy, and if he remembered it, it would be better to find the little girl's house.

"My house is in a raised hill."

With that said, Deputy Dean He looked at the little girl and gestured with his hands, spreading his arms in a large semicircle.

He was stunned for a moment.

Live in a hill pack? Is there a house with a dome like this nearby? I don't seem to have...

When she was in doubt, the little girl continued.

"There are many, many small yellow papers on the hilltop, which are pressed by small stones, and then there are weeds growing on the hilltop. In front of the hilltop is a large rectangular stone with characters engraved on it. Next to my house, there are many, many others. Small hill bag, rectangular stone."

Following the little girl's narration, Vice President He was stunned, and cold air rushed from the soles of his feet, rushing towards the Tianling cover.

Small mountain bag...yellow paper...big rectangular stone...

Various descriptions made a picture appear in his mind.

That is a grave!

The little girl's description is not of a house at all, but of a grave, a grassy grave!

People who live in graves? Even if Vice President He is stupid, he understands what the situation is.

Little girls are not people!

He was actually carrying a ghost looking for a home...

Just then, the little girl's voice sounded.

Vice President He's scalp was numb, because the little girl's voice was very cold and cold, without the slightest emotion, and some were just a desire to choose someone to devour.

"Uncle, will you come home with me and sit down?"

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