A prince from a certain American comic book

But as a polite king, and considering Chris's feelings at that moment, Ike wisely chose to keep quiet.

Hey!

The cigarette is lit.

next second.

Chris then started coughing.

Ike said, "If you don't know how to draw, then don't draw."

Chris ignored Ike and continued to smoke silently.

Ike felt a pang of sympathy watching this.

quite a while.

Chris looked at Ike, who had walked over and sat down on the sofa, and asked, "Could it really be Freddy?"

Ike hesitated for a moment and then nodded.

Chris remained silent.

Ike looked at Chris, who was sitting there silently smoking, and felt a pang of heartache.

Don't misunderstand.

Ike was just upset about the loss of his cigarettes.

Ike said, "Whether Freddy was wronged or not, it doesn't change one fact."

Chris looked up at Ike.

Ike shrugged. "The truth is, Freddy killed someone."

A tick for a tick.

This is something Ike agrees with, so if Freddy were to target Nancy's mother, Dean's father, and Jesse's parents, Ike would have no objection whatsoever.

But what is Freddy's choice?

Instead of targeting the direct murderer who killed him years ago, he chose to target a group of children who were still young at the time.

That's shameful.

and so.

This was one of the reasons why Ike chose to intervene at the time.

But it's a pity.

Jesse angered him that day, so Ike chose to let go and no longer participate in the incident.

After one cigarette.

Chris looked at Ike as if asking him a question that was also a question she was asking herself: "Will I die?"

Ike shook his head, got up and poured a glass of ice water for Chris, then said, "You'll be fine as long as Nancy doesn't die."

When Chris took the ice water, she immediately grasped Ike's right hand.

Ike paused for a moment, then explained, "Freddy can only look for the next target after killing the previous one."

Chris frowned and looked at Ike.

Why are you alright?

"What do you mean?"

"You fought Freddy that day?"

"Correct."

"Why are you alright? You said Freddy would only kill his target and then move on to the next one."

"Me? Heh, I've experienced plenty of horrors. I don't even consider Freddy a threat."

"..." I'd like to chat with more like-minded people about "The Prince of a Certain American Comic Book,"~

Chapter 052: Exorcism in the Hospital (Seeking Recommendations)

the next day..

Under Claire's somewhat teasing gaze, the stares of everyone, and the watchful eyes of Talking Tom and Jerry, the two sleeping on the sofa were woken up.

After washing up, the group drove to the hospital where Nancy was.

On the bus.

Claire, with a teasing look on her face, said to Ike, who was sitting in the passenger seat, "Wow, you missed such a good opportunity?"

Ike replied curtly, "You've got it wrong."

Last night, Ike originally wanted to say goodbye to Chris and take her home to sleep.

But when he got up, he found that Chris had already fallen asleep and seemed impossible to wake up.

Helpless, Ike could only take the blanket and pillow and cover Chris with them.

As he was getting ready to go upstairs to sleep, Chris suddenly grabbed his arm and begged him not to go, saying she was scared.

then.

Ike then found his own cup and pillow and slept on another sofa.

As for why the two slept together in the morning?

Anyway, Ekko's position has not changed.

Claire winked at Ike, not believing his explanation.

Ike was too lazy to argue any further.

At the hospital entrance.

As Chris got out of the car and passed by Ike, she glanced at him and said casually, "Didn't I tell you that snoring sounds like thunder?"

Ike was taken aback.

By the time Ike came to his senses, Chris and her parents had already entered the hospital.

Ike was so angry that his nose twisted out of shape.

Maggi.

He kindly offered to let a girl who was in a bad mood sleep on his sofa, and not only did she not say thank you, she even turned around and blamed him?

Ike shook his head, looked at Chris's retreating figure, and laughed, saying, "Crazy."

Upon hearing this, Claire, who had just parked the car and gotten out, said directly, "I don't know if Chris is crazy or not, but nothing happened when I left the two of you alone in a room last night. Ike, are you sure we don't need to go see a psychiatrist on our way today?"

Ike turned to look at Claire, whose lips curled into a smile as she spoke.

quite a while.

Ike turned and walked into the hospital without saying a word.

They're all crazy.

Has the phrase "remaining unmoved by a woman in one's lap" become a derogatory term these days?

Fifth floor of the hospital.

“Mi, Thomas Jefferson in bed number two is crying and begging you to give him an injection.”

"They're here."

As soon as Ike stepped out of the elevator, he saw a somewhat familiar, youthful and beautiful nurse wearing a mask pushing a treatment cart past him.

Ike scratched his head.

He felt as if he had seen the nurse's back view somewhere before.

Before Ike could even think of it, Claire, who came out behind him, gave him a push and urged, "Nancy is in the intensive care unit."

Ike, still puzzled, followed Claire toward the sealed door at the end of the passage.

bite!

The door opened, and Ike saw that a group of people had already gathered in a hospital room.

now.

The entrance to the intensive care unit ward, and even every corner inside the ward, was covered with papers torn from a book.

Nancy lay unconscious on the pristine white hospital bed.

Wearing a long robe, a cross around his neck, and holding a Bible, Ed Warren was conducting an exorcism ritual while chanting incantations.

"Shhh."

Mr. Cipher, who was standing at the door, gave Ike a meaningful look before gesturing for Ike and Claire to be quiet.

Claire gave an OK sign.

Not long after.

As he finished, Ed Warren's voice grew louder and louder, as he swung the holy water bottle in his hand and sprinkled it on Nancy on the hospital bed, allowing her to receive the baptism of holy water and thus deterring the demons that were harassing her.

Ugh!

A breeze picked up in the ward.

Ed Warren's actions of sprinkling holy water and reciting the Bible grew louder and louder.

"Ah!" Nancy on the hospital bed suddenly opened her eyes, and her whole body seemed to float up uncontrollably.

Lorraine Warren suddenly called out anxiously to her husband, while trying to stop Nancy's mother from running to her daughter's side.

Ed's voice grew louder and louder.

Just then.

Bang!

The isolation door to the intensive care unit was pushed open, and a young, vibrant nurse with a mask on and a glint of light in her eyes walked in without even looking at anyone. She said to the group, "This is the intensive care unit. Do you think this is a nightclub? If you raise your voice any louder, I don't care if you own this hospital or not. Get out! This is my intensive care unit. This is utter chaos. This is a hospital. If you want to play role-playing games, go home."

Everyone: "..."