My organs are too abstract.

The short-haired young man next to her noticed Weiwei's expression, his eyes lingered on her for a moment, then he glanced at Wenxiu and licked his lips.

"What's there to be afraid of?" He deliberately raised his voice, his tone smug. "It's just a haunted house, what's there to be afraid of? It's not as scary as the movies I watch tonight."

Upon hearing this, several female tourists in the group, though silent, all looked at him with disgust.

The short-haired youth didn't seem to care. He deliberately moved closer to Weiwei and said with a grin, "Beautiful lady, if you're scared later, you can hide behind me. I'll protect you."

Weiwei frowned and ignored him. He, however, became increasingly audacious, constantly moving closer to Weiwei, which startled her so much that she quickly took two steps toward Zhao Ze.

The short-haired youth, feeling rebuffed, pouted and muttered, "What's with the pretentious act?"

Seeing this, Li Da turned to Liang Xiaolong and feigned surprise, saying, "Brother Long, I remember this is a haunted house, right? How come we haven't seen any ghosts yet, but we've seen a clown jumping around on the beams first?"

"That's where you're wrong. Clowns are meant to make people happy, not disgust them," Liang Xiaolong replied seriously. "Besides, a proper clown isn't this lewd."

Li Da immediately lowered his head, feigning shame, and said, "Brother Long is right. I was wrong. I shouldn't have insulted the clown."

The two men, speaking in unison and with sarcastic remarks, made the man with the buzz cut lose face. He immediately stepped forward and shouted, "Who are you two talking about?"

However, before he could even steady himself, Zhao Ze pushed him back.

Zhao Ze, sporting a head of blond hair, raised his hand to touch the earring on his ear, a roguish look on his face, and said with a sneer, "I advise you not to go looking for trouble."

Seeing that the group of men were young and looked like students, the man with the buzz cut felt more confident. He narrowed his eyes and said, "You..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Li Da and Liang Xiaolong stepped forward at the same time, rubbing their hands together and looking at him with anticipation.

Liu Cheng remained silent, but quietly stood behind him, blocking his escape route without making a sound.

"What do you mean, 'what are you talking about'?" Zhao Ze looked at him with a half-smile. "Why did you stop talking?"

Seeing the group's practiced stance, the man with the buzz cut realized they weren't joking, and his expression immediately became uncertain.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but seeing the situation of one against four, he ultimately didn't dare to say a word and turned to leave in a dejected manner.

Li Da watched his retreating figure and spat on the ground disdainfully: "What kind of trash is this, daring to come out and bark like that?"

A middle-aged man wearing a mask and a gray coat standing nearby couldn't help but remark, "Is this what young people are like these days? So hot-tempered? But I like it!"

He glanced at the departing figure of the short-haired youth, shook his head, and sighed with slight regret: "His methods were just a bit too soft."

When Weiwei saw the group of people blocking her way, she was taken aback.

Earlier, when the burly man in black cut in line outside, Li Da and others said they would protect her. She thought it was just polite talk from the boys to save face and didn't take it seriously. She didn't expect them to actually stand up for her without hesitation.

She was deeply moved and sincerely thanked them, saying, "Thank you."

Zhao Ze smiled indifferently and said, "It's nothing. I can't stand this kind of trash either."

Wenxiu's gaze towards the group held a touch of genuine warmth, but after a moment's thought, she gently advised, "Thank you for your help, but try to avoid conflicts over trivial matters in the future, lest you suffer losses."

Liang Xiaolong chuckled and said, "We're not stupid. We'll be direct when dealing with these kinds of people. If we encounter someone really difficult, we'll naturally change our strategy."

Seeing that the others understood, Wenxiu smiled and said no more. She gently brushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear and glanced at the short-haired man who had already walked away, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes.

Li Da clapped his hands and said in a relaxed tone, "Don't worry, if we really run into someone difficult, we still have Brother Yuan."

Wenxiu was taken aback: "Brother Yuan?"

Liu Cheng said with a regretful look, "Brother Yuan is amazing, it's a pity he's not interested in haunted houses and didn't come with us, otherwise we could have met him."

In his mind, Brother Yuan was the real ruthless one.

That bald, burly guy at the KTV last time, he looked like he was involved in some kind of gangster, but Brother Yuan took him down with just a few words. In the end, the two of them even put their arms around each other and acted like brothers.

Although Liu Cheng didn't know how Xu Yuan did it, it didn't stop him from thinking that the other party was awesome.

Seeing Liu Cheng's eyes light up, Wenxiu couldn't help but be curious about the "Brother Yuan" he mentioned.

"It's okay, there will be other opportunities in the future," Zhao Ze replied with a smile.

He glanced ahead and saw that the other tourists had already started to move forward. He said decisively, "Alright, let's go too. We should go inside and see what's going on."

"Tap, tap..."

In the gloomy, dimly lit hospital corridor, a series of chaotic footsteps slowly rose.

As Zhao Ze and his group followed the tourists into the corridor, a strong, musty smell of stale disinfectant hit them as soon as they entered.

"Cough cough..." The middle-aged man wearing a mask coughed lightly twice, subconsciously tugged at his mask, and couldn't help but shake his head, "This hospital still smells so bad."

Zhao Ze turned his head, a hint of curiosity in his eyes, and asked, "Uncle, have you been here before?"

The middle-aged man paused for a moment, then chuckled and shook his head: "How could that be? It's just that all hospitals in the world smell pretty much the same. I've been to so many hospitals that they all smell the same."

Li Da sensed the underlying meaning and cautiously leaned closer to ask, "Uncle, so you're wearing a mask because you're not feeling well?"

"Yes, it's an old problem." The uncle said in a calm tone, as if he were talking about something trivial.

The young man in the tracksuit in the group couldn't help but interject, his tone tinged with confusion: "If you're not feeling well, why are you coming to a haunted house to join in the fun?"

The middle-aged man was silent for a few seconds, then his tone became more wistful: "While there's still time, it's better to go out and experience life than to stay cooped up."

The athletic young man seemed to have made a connection, his expression suddenly changing, and he asked in astonishment, "Could it be that your illness is...?"

The middle-aged man smiled frankly: "Yes, it can't be cured."

The athletic young man panicked instantly and quickly apologized, "I'm so sorry, I didn't know about your situation at first..."

"Haha, it's alright, no need to apologize, I'm used to it." The uncle waved his hand and laughed heartily.

The eyes of other tourists all fell on him, and many were infected by his optimistic attitude.

A pretty young woman hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't help but ask, "Excuse me, what illness do you have? With medical technology so advanced now, there is hope for a cure for many difficult and complicated diseases."

The man was silent for a few seconds, then said in a heavy tone, "Allergic rhinitis."

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