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Some of these infants who died were reported to be perfectly healthy.

"Very healthy?" Sisi received two sheets of information. "Then, according to common sense, how could a healthy baby suddenly die?"

My aunt is an obstetrician, and she told me that even for babies who die young, there's always a body left. The body is revived, and the ashes are exchanged with the family. But there's no record of these baby bodies here. Where did they go?

Huo Dongjun had several dolls in his pocket and was holding one in his hand. "Those who died may never have left the hospital; they're right here."

All eyes were on the dolls.

Their eyes and noses were so lifelike, just like real people, yet they inexplicably exuded a cold aura.

Everyone felt an invisible chill spread from the soles of their feet to their entire bodies.

Those babies who died young for no apparent reason may have been these dolls.

Lu Wenli still didn't understand, "But what does all this have to do with Tian Yu's disappearance?"

Huo Dongjun stated frankly, "She came to see me when we first entered the hospital."

Ok?

I can smell the melon.

There's a problem.

Meeting Chang Xi's probing gaze and the thoughtful looks of the others, Huo Dongjun said speechlessly, "She wanted to be my partner, and she came up and hugged me right away, but I pushed her away immediately!"

"Is that a different price?" Chang Xi asked.

Huo Dongjun: "Mhm."

[You're talking nonsense! Spreading rumors is illegal, I'm telling you!]

I think you're just trying to take advantage of Tian Yu because he's good-looking, and you got angry because you weren't allowed to!

Are these kinds of things rare in the entertainment industry?

The staff member repeated the comments verbatim.

Huo Dongjun chuckled lightly, "I can't eat everything either."

tough.

"The key point is that when she hugged me, there was a moment when I really couldn't break free," Huo Dongjun said, getting to the point. "It felt like two hands were holding my hands firmly down."

I could feel that they were the size of a baby's hands.

"Then, I looked down," Huo Dongjun said, somewhat puzzled. "I don't know why, but even though there was a layer of clothing between us, I could see a Kumanthong that Tian Yu was wearing around his waist."

"You have the ability to see ghosts too?" Lu Wenli felt his own eyes were no longer unusual. "Is the ability to see ghosts wholesale? Everyone has it."

"Not really," Chang Xi also found it strange, staring intently into Huo Dongjun's eyes, "your eyes."

Huo Dongjun felt inexplicably nervous, swallowed hard, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Quite handsome," Chang Xi couldn't see anything wrong with him; he just had a pair of very ordinary, handsome eyes.

Lu Wenli: "..."

Chang Xi asked seriously, "Do you think the Kumanthong on Tian Yu's waist and these other items came from the same person?"

"I think so," Huo Dongjun nodded.

"Then we're in danger," Chang Xi said.

"How so?"

Chang Xi glanced at the Kumanthong in his hand and said, "Because these Kumanthong were made here, this place is essentially their headquarters."

These Kumanthong (spirit children) certainly wouldn't have detailed memories of their lives, otherwise their first act would have been to slaughter everyone in this hospital.

Lu Wenli recalled the director's introduction, "Remember the murder mystery game we played? There was a huge fire here that killed everyone."

In other words, these Kuman Thong developed their own consciousness several years ago.

They turned the tables and killed the people at the hospital.

"It seems the people in the hospital aren't completely dead," Chang Xi said, counting the documents in his hand. "After becoming ghosts, the hospital was taken over by two groups of ghosts: the hospital staff and the Kumanthong that developed consciousness."

"When gods fight, mortals suffer." Lu Wenli was speechless.

"Who told our director to be so unlucky?" Chang Xi admired Hao Ren; he was truly incredibly unlucky.

Outside the hospital, Hao Ren helplessly wiped away non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes.

"What does this have to do with us?" Huo Dongjun pointed out incisively, "There must be a reason why we were dragged into this for no reason."

Chang Xi hooked the red string on her finger, "Why think so much? There's someone right here you can ask."

Everyone turned around and saw the female ghost, bound by a red rope, just getting up and preparing to escape.

"Heh, why are you all staring at me like that?" The female ghost cowered in the corner.

Mom, she's scared.

"What do you want to do?" Lu Wenli asked directly.

"How would I know?" the female ghost quickly explained, "I'm just a nurse. I get paid by the hospital. What confidential information could I possibly have access to?"

"That seems to make sense."

[That makes no sense at all. She's clearly wearing a head nurse's uniform; how could her rank be low?]

"The audience's eyes are discerning," Chang Xi said softly, pressing the closed umbrella against the female ghost's chest. "I don't have much patience. If you don't want to talk, I won't force you."

How about I give you a gift?

[Chang Xiren is so kind? This female ghost just tried to kill them, and now she's giving them gifts?]

"Have you ever seen fireworks? Would you mind being the star of a fireworks display for once?" Chang Xi smiled.

The female ghost asked in confusion, "Huh? What do you mean?"

Huo Dongjun chimed in, "I'll blow you up like fireworks, or to put it more bluntly, I'll make your soul fly away."

[As expected, cultured people always speak in a roundabout way!]

I genuinely thought they were inviting a female ghost to watch fireworks.

[The female ghost: So I was the firework all along.]

[I find it strange, how did Huo Dongjun manage to keep up with Chang Xi's incredibly complex thought process?]

Are they sharing brainwaves?

"I... I can't say, the Dean will kill me if I do!" The female ghost was truly terrified this time; Chang Xi really could turn her into fireworks.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

A glimmer of hope rose within the female ghost: "Will you protect me?"

"No, if you don't tell me, I'll kill you first, then you won't have to worry about that fat bastard killing you."

Good heavens, he's a living devil!

How can someone make threats sound so casual, like it's just a meal?

Female ghost: I'm not a real person, you're a real devil!

"He's waiting for an opportunity."

"What opportunity?"

"The hospital director is waiting for those Kuman Thong to be released so that he can accumulate enough power," the female ghost said through gritted teeth. "After people in the hospital die, some of them can actually be reincarnated."

After all, it's impossible for the entire hospital to collude with the hospital director. People like us, who are just nurses, only have a general idea of ​​what the hospital is doing and are not qualified to participate.

The hospital was originally famous for its high birth rate, but as other hospitals have more advanced equipment and technology, our hospital has gradually become less popular.

The dean, unwilling to miss this lucrative opportunity, and having heard that Kumanthong could bring good fortune, sought out a high-ranking monk to create them.

"Go on," Changxi urged.

"At first, the headmaster used stillborn fetuses, but later, I don't know what possessed him, he started using live babies to make Kumanthong." The female ghost became more and more frightened as she spoke. "It must be that person. He told the headmaster that if he made Kumanthong from one hundred live babies, he could gain supernatural power and thus achieve immortality."