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When Min Hao and I went back to the rented house, we specifically looked at that Taoist. His body was no longer there.

After calling senior Zuming, he came to my house. I don't know how he did it, but he promised that as long as the empress dowager and my father's parents were in danger, he would be the first to arrive.

When Min Hao and I arrived at the house, there were no ghosts.

"Has your house gone?" Min Hao had been gone for half a month. Normal people would have left their houses already.

"As I expected, how could Min Hao be a normal person?" "No, why the house?"

Me: "…"

He said, "When the meal is ready, call me." He just returned to his side.

I found the examination range that my classmates sent me on my cell phone. I could skip class, but I still need to take the exam.

He took a look at the procedures, sputum absorption and blue light therapy. The former was still alright, but the latter was a specialty of the department. When he was in school, he had only roughly seen it.

I had to go to work, it seemed.

After making up my mind, I wanted to go to the coffee shop first and tell Wu Millet to tell Feng that I could continue working, so I went to buy some food and came back to cook.

When I got to the coffee shop, it was already closed.

Although the coffee shop only operated at night, it was always open during the day and had never closed its doors like this.

We were at the hospital anyway, and I remember Wu Mi had a new kid, and the transfer was successful, and he had gone back to work as a doctor.

As soon as I stepped into the corridor of the gynecological ward, I felt something was wrong.

It was said that the gynecologist had poached a very good director from a large general hospital. The director had brought a large number of patients with him, and the entire department was now extremely busy.

But somehow, when I came in, I felt as if my eyes had been covered by a layer of mist. Looking at the nurse who was walking hurriedly in front of him and the patient who was walking unsteadily past him, he felt depressed.

I reached Wu's office. The door was open, but there was no one inside.

Then a nurse passed by. I'd been on the night shift with her and she recognized me.

"In July, did you come to see Dr. Wu?" She greeted me, "The director wants Dr. Wu to go on a business trip. I don't know when he'll be back."

I had a casual chat with the nurse, who pointed out the director's office and said I could go and ask him directly.

"Mama, there's something in this room that makes me uncomfortable." Bai Bai's voice was very aggrieved as he said, "Let's leave quickly, okay?"

When Yue Zaiwei came earlier, she had also said that there was something she was afraid of in the room. It seemed that those wombs were still there, and she wondered if Wu Mi had started to recuperate.

The doctor was on a business trip. It was a strange time. For people like Wu Miaomiao, they would only be able to go out for meetings and occasionally get transferred over to provide support, so they should be here very soon. But I was interested in the whole department of gynaecology.

"Bai Bai, can you see this fog?" He felt that ordinary people wouldn't be able to see it.

"Well, but I don't know what it is."

I walked toward the director's office, my damn curiosity urging me on.

He knocked on the door, but there was no response. I tried the door and it opened!

The director's office was bigger than Wu's, but there wasn't much, and Bai said he didn't feel anything was wrong.

I didn't want to give up, so I walked over to a tin cabinet at the foot of the wall.

There was no lock on the cabinet. It was about a meter tall and seventy centimeters wide. I tried, but I couldn't open it.

Taking out a branch, I drew a line through the crack on the cabinet door. Immediately, I could smell something burning.

I wanted to see if I could open it, but all of a sudden I shouted, "Mama, don't!"

However, I am a faster person than the mind, the cabinet door has already been opened by me.

Inside the cabinet was a person!

It couldn't be said to be a person. His head and limbs had all been cut off, and only his body was left in the cabinet. It was unknown if it was because it had just been placed in or what it was like, but the blood on his body had yet to dry up. The surface was bright red, but no blood was flowing out.

When I saw that its chest was still slightly rising and falling, the courage to be fearless had already retracted. Not daring to touch it with my hands, I picked up the stethoscope on the table and leaned towards it.

There was a slow heartbeat from the stethoscope, and I threw the stethoscope aside in fright! He was still alive!

"He smells familiar, Mama. You must have seen him before." Tell me for nothing.

In this way, the 'person' in front of him was Wu Mi.

Knowing that it was Wu Mi, I was no longer afraid. I picked up the stethoscope and pressed it to his heart again.

"Wu Mi, if you can hear me, then …" Ashiba! So what?! Blinking? He didn't even have a head!

I felt so stupid. I was about to throw away the stethoscope when my heart started beating faster. Three rapid, three slow, then three hurried sounds. Three short, three long, three short! This is SOS, he's thinking I'm asking for help.

"Heh, who is this? You actually managed to undo my trump card. " The voice was very gentle, and from the sound of it, one could tell that it was a very authoritative person. The emphasis was neither fast nor slow, only that it sounded very comfortable.

I turned around. In front of me was a sprightly, middle-aged man who looked to be in his late forties. Presumably, this was the director I had found.

As he stood there, he looked extremely amiable, but it caused people to feel a sense of awe in their hearts. Even Whitey was now completely still.

"You know this evil thing?" The dean pointed to Wu Mi's body, which was only the size of an inflatable doll.

I was a little disgusted with his words, and although Wu Mi was indeed a little excessive, I was not used to them being called friends: "A man who hates is a poor man. He is only a poor man."

"Oh? So you mean Lily is a poor person without a child, so does she hate it? "

I'm so annoyed talking to this kind of people!

"Can you let Wu Mi go?" "Since Wu Mi isn't dead yet, he shouldn't be." "Or, if you ask me, I'll see if I can do it."

"Little girl, your tone is quite arrogant. Do you know who I am?" He retracted the warmth from his body, and his entire body became extremely oppressive. As a person, the one I fear the most is my teacher, but the dignity that he exudes is similar to that of a teacher.

"I don't know. I only know it's the new director."

"If I were to say that you give me the demon egg in your stomach, I'll let him go. Are you willing?" He narrowed his eyes like a dormant cheetah, the cold light at the corners of his mouth waiting to strike me dead.