This was a bit ironic when Jiang Ci heard this.

She almost lost her life. Is there a greater disaster than this?

But then I think about it, that Li Xiaolei, it seems that there is no malice, and has not even looked at her, just unconsciously looked at the front and muttered that I love you.

Jiang Ci wondered if the ghost floated with the suicide note?

Throw away the suicide note? ...What if it scares others?

Burn the suicide note? ...What if it attaches to other objects?

Throw the suicide note into the river to feed the fish? … It’s miserable enough for a girl to commit suicide at the age of 17, so why bother to kill her?

Jiang Ci was annoyed, and at this moment Xu Che came to see her, and Jiang Ci relayed Du Hao's words to him.

"The mage said that the soul appeared once every day to once in a few days. It is a manifestation of reduced soul power. Even if you ignore it, it will gradually disappear. But it is best to send it back to the hometown, otherwise it will stay with us for a long time. , It will be very troublesome."

As she said this, she couldn't help sighing, and then said: "The mage also said that there is also a way to get rid of it directly, but they don't think it is kind, so I urge us to handle it properly."

This feels really weird. They are clearly two materialists, but they are talking about ghosts and gods.

Xu Che was silent for a long time, then slowly nodded, "Just do as the mage said."

He brought Jiang Ci with rice, opened the food box, and placed it on the small table on the hospital bed. There was soup and vegetables, the color was refreshing, even the meat dishes were not greasy.

Jiang Ci was surprised: "The chef in the canteen is very skilled."

Xu Che was taken aback, and glanced at her, "I did it."

"Huh?" Jiang Ci raised his eyes to look at him.

The two eyes met, the atmosphere froze for a while, and then they became embarrassed, and they looked away.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Ci chuckled, "Thank you..."

"You will have an accident because you helped me." Xu Che put away the medical records and suicide note on the table, "I will bring these back."

Jiang Ci couldn't help but anxious, thinking that you are busy saving the dead during the day, and you have to be frightened by ghosts when you go home at night. Are you afraid of schizophrenia after a long time? But if you put it here, it doesn't matter. Anyway, she is lying down every day, even if you run into a ghost again, it's not a big deal.

"...Stay with me!" Jiang Ci anxiously, "These are all evidence!"

Xu Che: "..."

This reason is indeed ridiculous.

Xu Che put down silently and looked at Jiang Ci: "In case she appears again..."

Jiang Ci hurriedly said: "We are a profession like ours, it is to catch fast if we put it away in ancient times, and we have our own evil spirits and nothing will happen."

After all, lest he didn't believe it, he said: "Look, I'm fine even in a car accident."

Xu Che: "..."

A nurse called to Doctor Xu. Xu Che glanced around, then looked at Jiang Ci again, and hesitated: "I will see you later."

"Yeah, go ahead!" Jiang Ci said, "I'm fine here."

Watching Xu Che leave the ward, Jiang Ci was relieved. He turned to look at the medical records on the table, sighing in his heart besides sighing.

Hey, 17-year-old girl, why can't I think about it...

In the afternoon, Xiao Hu came to the hospital to see her, carrying the rice he bought from outside. As soon as he opened the food box, he saw half of the rice in the vegetable soup, sweet and sour pork with tomato and egg, and lettuce with tempeh in the sweet and sour pork. , In short, a mess.

Jiang Ci's eyes twitched, "It's two o'clock in the afternoon. Did you bring me lunch or dinner?"

"The small restaurant at the entrance of the hospital has very good business. I have been waiting in line for a long time."

The edges of the food box were full of oil. Xiao Hu wanted to find a napkin to wipe it off. He looked around, but saw an empty lunch box on the table.

The expression on his face gradually changed, and he looked at Jiang Ci with a smile but a smile: "Boss, who gave you the meal?"

Jiang Ci was originally frank and frank, but after being stared at him for a long time, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, "Can you control it?!"