Yin Yang ghost hunter

I don’t know whether it’s because of the cold weather or because it’s the New Year’s Day today. The clinic was very calm. No one even greeted us when we entered. It was filled with a strange smell. I couldn’t explain the smell. Anyway, it made me a little bit nervous.

He felt uncomfortable, and Wei Xiaoqing next to him glanced around and suddenly smiled coldly.

"What's wrong? There's something wrong with this clinic?"

I quietly walked up to her and followed her gaze forward. On one side of the hall was a dark corridor.

"As a ghost hunter, can't you see it? Pay more attention to yourself later."

Wei Xiaoqing raised her head slightly and glanced at me up and down. Although she tried her best to hide the surprise in her eyes, she still showed a look of disbelief.

Perhaps, in her eyes, the Zhong family is a great family of ghost hunters. After all, even people like Grandma Lan have a lot to do with the Zhong family. Although I was explaining to her all the way, my ability is

I just woke up. Of course, I didn’t tell her that my ability is the Dao Mark in my palm. The little ghost head gave me these instructions before I went out.

Yes, and he is now in a state of self-sealing in the Soul-raising Cauldron. Although he has the Soul-raising Cauldron as a support, capable people can still detect that there are ghosts inside, so he completely sealed his aura and waited for me

I didn't fully wake up until I arrived at my uncle's house, so he probably still doesn't know what happened to me.

"How about we find another one?"

I was a little discouraged. Although it was a bit disgraceful, there was indeed something in this clinic. Although I haven't discovered it yet, it made me feel uncomfortable. My sixth sense is very strong and I can never go wrong.

"Zhong Yuan, if you do this again, I will whip you. You fooled me. Although my wound is sealed by the acupuncture points, it will still be sutured."

Wei Xiaoqing pursed her lips, and her face suddenly turned cold.

I know that she is a very good smoker, and these girls are not economical. After what happened with Lao Lao Lan and the restaurant, she didn't seem to regard me as an outsider. Everything was done according to her own nature, so I ordered

Nodding is considered as a promise, but I won't guarantee that she will actually slap me.

However, the lights inside the clinic are very bright. They are incandescent lamps embedded in the ceiling. You can see things clearly. Compared with the lights in the countryside, it is completely different, but it always gives people a strange feeling.

Real feeling.

The nurse who received us was a nurse who we thought was about forty or fifty years old. She had a voluptuous figure and was wearing a white coat. When she saw the bright red patch on Wei Xiaoqing's arm, she didn't wrinkle slightly and she was muttering, "It's bad luck."

However, she still took Xiaoqing to get stitches, while I sat down on a bench in the hall to rest.

This community is sparsely populated. At least when we entered the community, there were very few lights in the high-rise buildings and no one was seen walking around.

It gives me the feeling that these are cold, big cities full of cement and steel bars. Unlike our rural areas, although they are backward, they give people a very friendly feeling.

The door of the clinic is a thick, transparent glass door. Although it is closed at the moment, it is still cold inside.

As soon as I sat on the chair, I heard a cough coming from inside. I didn't pay much attention to it at first, but the cough became louder and louder.

Are there no caregivers? Why let the patient cough?

There is a dark corridor inside, and there is only a dim light in the distance. The reason why this light is dim is because it is embedded in a closed door, much like an emergency light.

There are many rooms on both sides of the corridor, which are probably where patients stay, and the coughing sound came from one of the wards. I walked to the door of the fourth room, and the coughing sound suddenly stopped.

The door is ajar, and there is a ray of cold light projected from inside. Through the crack in the door, you can probably see the scene inside.

In front of the window in the room, there was an old man sitting in a wheelchair with his back to me.

The reason why I am sure he is an old man is because I saw his gray hair. A young man's hair cannot be like this.

I pushed the door open and walked in. There was a musty smell inside, and there was a simple hospital bed inside, but the old man was the only one there.

"Grandpa, why are you alone? Where is the nurse in this clinic?"

I walked behind the old man and asked aloud.

But he didn't answer my words. I took a look at him and found that he was wearing very thin clothes, just a very thin hospital gown, with his fair skin exposed underneath. It's winter now, and it's very cold in here. How can he bear it?

Come on, if you don't wear more clothes, I'm afraid you'll get frostbite.

Seeing that he didn't speak, I simply walked in front of him, but when I saw his appearance, I was stunned.

He is clearly a young man, how come he looks like an old man? His face is a little stiff, and his skin is all white. This whiteness is very abnormal. It is not fair, but scary white, a bit like plaster. Moreover, his eyes are dull, and even his eyebrows are dull.

He is white, but his facial features are delicate, his eyes are big but dull, his mouth is thin and bloodless, and the hair on his head is also snow-white. He puts his hands on both sides of the wheelchair and stares at the window in a daze. Even I stretched out my hand and waved in front of him.

He didn't even feel it.

Seeing that he ignored me, I planned to call the nurse, but as soon as I reached the door, the coughing sounded suddenly again.

Turning my head, I saw the patient's body trembling slightly, so I ran over again and patted his back gently to let him relieve the pressure.

Originally I thought he had a somewhat autistic personality, but as soon as my hand touched his body, it felt like I was touching a piece of ice. My hand was numb from the cold. I quietly took my hand back and planned to leave. Unexpectedly,

The wheelchair suddenly turned around, and the patient suddenly reached out and grabbed me. He held my wrist with great strength, and I couldn't break free for a while.

Just when my heart was beating wildly, an angry shout came from outside, and the voice came from Wei Xiaoqing.