After the door was opened, the inside was still brightly lit. Two nurses walked over to greet her with smiles, and their service attitude was something you couldn't see even downstairs.
The old woman explained the situation briefly, and the nurse led several people into a room, and I followed them pretending not to care. There was no sign on the door, but there was a white-haired old man in the room. The man went in, put down the quaint scroll in his hand, and looked at the nurse.
The nurse repeated what the old woman said just now, and then backed out, while the old man stood up, checked Father Du, rolled his eyelids for a while, looked at the coating of his tongue for a while, and asked a few words from time to time.
I watched the old man's movements, and felt an indescribable weirdness, especially when the old man used the stethoscope, he seemed to be completely incapable of using it, and he turned it upside down. The Du family was probably excited and didn't notice it. I can see clearly.
The old man also seemed to have noticed my gaze, smiled at me, then put the stethoscope aside, felt the pulse, seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be explaining to me: "Oh, I'm still not used to it. These things."
After a while, the old man seemed to have finished the examination. He looked at the people of the Du family and said, "The disease can be cured."
The eyes of everyone in the Du family lit up, and Mother Du knelt down with tears in her eyes. After the old man hurriedly stopped her, she said, "But you need to abide by our rules."
At this time, there was no reason for the members of the Du family not to agree, and they hurriedly nodded in agreement.
The old man took out a few sheets of paper from the drawer, handed them to Du Mu, and then sat down to write something.
Mother Du looked at it carefully, and I hurried over. Although the paper was in the form of a contract, the content was completely different from the general hospital disclaimer. There were only a few simple items.
Because the sons and daughters of the Du family also came together, there were too many people, I only saw a few simple ones, for example, after the successful treatment here, you must move out of this city, and for example, the information about the treatment here cannot be shared with others. people.
I was a little surprised, and wanted to ask a question, but the young man said first: "Doctor, what does this mean?"
The old man put down his pen and said with a smile: "You also know that this is an incurable disease. If it is cured, the threshold of our hospital may be broken down."
The young man was thoughtful, but Mother Du nodded in obedience, and directly signed her name on the paper. The moment Mother Du signed her name, I felt a very faint yin energy and entered the Du mother's body.
This yin energy doesn't even have the ability to make people catch a cold, but it's yin energy after all. I looked at the old man warily, but the old man didn't explain, but asked Mother Du a few words, and called a nurse to take They go to the hospital.
I wanted to go out with Mother Du, but the old man looked at me and blinked his eyes. I was slightly taken aback, and then wanted to follow out, but the door was closed.
I looked at the old man warily, but the old man waved his hand to signal me to sit down: "This fellow Taoist, please sit down."
I didn't sit down as promised, and the guard on my face remained undiminished: "What do you mean?"
"No, you don't have to be nervous, Fellow Daoist."
"Really?" I didn't believe it.
The old man smiled, then waved his hand, and a tea set appeared in front of him. The old man stood up and poured me a cup, and the whole room was filled with the fragrance of tea.
The old man made a gesture of invitation with a smile, then picked up his own tea, and took a sip intoxicated: "Smells, smells, do you want to taste it, Fellow Daoist?"
I glanced at the stool and sat down, still maintaining a posture of fighting at any time: "What the hell are you guys?"
"Things? No, no," the old man waved his hands: "We are all just a group of like-minded people."
"Human? Hmph, I think it's a ghost."
"Right."
The old man didn't hide anything, but it made me stunned. To be honest, until now, I haven't found much yin in the old man. He looks more like a human than a ghost.
Seeing that I didn't speak, the old man just looked him back and forth, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid you have many doubts in your mind. Forget it, wait for the old man to see if the dean is resting."
After finishing speaking, the old man's eyes lit up, and he looked to the side, as if a little bit of starlight shot out from the old man's eyes.
After a while, the old man nodded in satisfaction: "The principal hasn't rested yet, please come with the old man."
After finishing speaking, the old man stood up, walked past me unpreparedly, opened the door, and went out, and I hurriedly followed.
The 14th floor was busier than when I was there last time. From the opened and closed doors, I could see that there were patients in almost every room, but most of them were not accompanied by family members.
The old man took me all the way to the door of the last room before stopping: "The dean is inside."
I looked at the distinctive gate, then looked at the old man, hesitated a little, and automatically made up the fact that after opening the gate, I found that it was a cliff.
The old man probably saw my concerns, and opened the door with a smile.
The inside of the room looks like an office. Behind the huge desk, the boss's chair is facing me, so I can't see the person on the chair.
The old man made another gesture of invitation. I walked in slowly, as if I had sensed the movement. The office chair turned around slowly. There was no scary scene as I expected. A young man in his early 20s was sitting on the boss chair. Man, looks much younger than me.
"Hello, you are Wu Rui." The young man said first: "My name is Hao Zhenhui, hello."
Seeing Hao Zhenhui greet me politely, I was a little surprised, of course, not because of his politeness, but because he knew my name.
"Who are you, how do you know my name."
"Didn't I say, my name is Hao Zhenhui. As for you, hehe, you are very famous in the world now, the successor of Fanlou."
The successor of Fanlou, I was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he was talking about the ghost building, but why did he call me the successor
Seeing my doubts, Hao Zhenhui shook his head and said, "Don't talk about Fanlou, I also heard your name from Master Bai, but I didn't expect to see you so soon."
Master Bai, I thought for a while before reacting, it was the guy who dismembered the body, so I couldn't help but become alert again.
Hao Zhenhui looked at me, smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, I have nothing to do with Mrs. Bai, if anything, I have a better relationship with Sister Hua, Fanlou's fine wine, unfortunately it is gone now."
I sneered in my heart, now you have revealed your secrets, Fanlou has never been short of wine.
Seeing that I didn't believe it, Hao Zhenhui smiled and said, "I'm talking about Tianxian Niang, is there any?"
"Ghost, Fanlou has never had any fairy wine."
Hao Zhenhui shook his head, and said with nostalgia: "It's not there now. Hundreds of years ago, Fanlou's Tianxian Niang was a delicious wine that even the king of Hades would be greedy for."
Hundreds of years ago, King of Hades, I think this person is getting more and more outrageous. Hundreds of years ago, there was Fanlou. You know, Sister Hua and the others were killed by the Japanese before they became ghosts. When was that, I still don’t know Has it been 100 years.
"I know you don't believe it," Hao Zhenhui didn't pay attention to my questioning gaze, but said, "But what are you doing here? Aren't you doing the task given to you by Master Ninth?"
Master Ninth gave me the task, he actually knew about the photos, I now somewhat believe that he has something to do with the ghost building.
I hesitated for a moment, but didn't answer, because I was still not sure about his identity. Who knew that Hao Zhenhui was like a magic stick, pinched his fingers, and then said in surprise: "It's related to that girl, it's really interesting."
My heart skipped a beat, the girl in the kimono was indeed here.