"You let my daughter out right now, or I'll kill you!"
Song Wenjun roared hoarsely.
"Teacher Song, what are you doing!"
At that moment, a scream suddenly erupted in the hospital room.
Teacher Song looked up and saw Sister He, her face full of terror. She urgently pleaded, "Sister He, you, you quickly come and hold down this little ghost, she hid Little Caihong, we..."
"No, Teacher Song, what, what are you talking about?" Sister He looked at Song Wenjun in utter fear, hurriedly rushed to the bedside, and grabbed Song Wenjun's hand: "Little Caihong is right here! Let go quickly, Little Caihong is almost being strangled by you! Teacher Song, what's wrong with you!"
"No, this isn't Little Caihong, she's..."
Song Wenjun thought Sister He was mistaken, bloodshot eyes turning frantic, speaking while looking down at the little ghost on the bed.
The next second, her voice came to an abrupt stop.
Her pupils suddenly dilated.
