Could it be... that she just drank too much and didn't actually die?' Old Zhang couldn't help but get excited.
He had seen Zhang Xiaoli when he collected her body last night. She was very beautiful, a woman he would never meet in his entire life.
'If she were still alive... hehehehe...'
Without hesitation, Zhang Laowai lunged at the morgue cabinet.
...
Ding-ling-ling!
The sudden vibration of his phone made Lin Fan feel a little nervous.
After looking at his shadow and confirming that there were no eyes in the shadow and that he was not imprisoned, he swiped the screen to answer the call.
"Hello, is this trainee guardian Lin Fan? This is He Xin, operator number 023 from the Guardian Hotline. I'm issuing you an urgent guardian mission." A pleasant and gentle voice softly inquired from the other end of the phone.
"This is Lin Fan." Upon hearing the call, Lin Fan straightened up.
"Hello Mr. Lin Fan, we received a call from the First Hospital. The caretaker of the hospital morgue has suddenly died, and it is suspected that evil spirits are at work. We detected that your mobile phone signal is located not far from the First Hospital. Do you have time to go to the hospital to investigate?"
Lin Fan glanced back at the First Hospital at the end of the street and nodded subconsciously. Then he remembered that the other person couldn't see his movements, so he quickly replied on the phone, "Okay, I'm very close to the hospital, I'll go take a look right away."
"Okay, Mr. Lin Fan, I wish you success in your mission, all for the sake of protecting."
"Everything is for protection!" Lin Fan repeated her words, hung up the phone, and turned to walk quickly towards the First Hospital.
The old lady selling apples was still setting up her stall by the roadside. It was clear that her marketing logic of packaging apples with love was very popular with the market. At this moment, four young men and women were already picking and choosing apples around her stall.
As Lin Fan passed by the stall, he took a closer look at the warning bell hidden in his palm.
The alarm bells did not ring.
There is no evil spirit.
He was relieved and quickly walked towards the hospital.
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Hospital
The morgue, which is usually deserted, was unusually bustling today. Patients in striped hospital gowns, deliverymen carrying takeout, and family members delivering meals in bags surrounded the morgue in layers, craning their necks to look in the direction of the morgue despite being blocked by a row of security guards.
People's eyes were filled with curiosity, fear, and speculation... as they tried their best to guess what had happened in the morgue.
"What happened? What happened? Does anyone know?"
I heard someone died.
"Isn't it normal to have dead people in the morgue? Why are you all crawling your necks to look?"
"I heard it's haunted!"
"Huh? No way? Are there really ghosts? Weren't we told that our living environment is very safe? How could there be ghosts? You must be lying."
"It's a lie. I heard that the vice president slept with over seventy nurses, and when their husbands found out, he killed them..."
"Impossible! You're talking nonsense. Sleeping with a female colleague, could you really get killed?"
Amid the crowd, outrageous and even more outrageous speculations were passed around, further escalating into even more absurd versions.
Inside the morgue, the white-haired director, Zhang Fusheng, looked down at Zhang Laowai's shriveled corpse with a furrowed brow.
Beside him, Vice Dean Hou Sanding and Security Chief Yu Ming watched him cautiously, awaiting the Dean's instructions.
"Yu Ming, do you think this could be the work of evil spirits? Are you sure?"
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Dean Zhang's gaze swept over the locked freezers, and he suddenly felt a chill.
Yu Ming nodded and pointed to Zhang Laowai's joyful face: "Dean, look at Zhang Laowai's face. He's all smiles. It's obvious that he saw something that made him extremely happy before he died."
"Or he experienced something that made him very happy."
As he spoke, he subconsciously reached out to support the dean, pulling him and the vice dean backward together.
As he walked, he said somewhat heavily, "And Zhang Laowai's skin is dehydrated, as if something has sucked all his blood away."
"This is no longer a disease; it can only be an evil spirit."
Standing in the sun again, Yu Ming finally felt much more at ease.
"Evil spirits? There would be evil spirits in our hospital? Really?" Dean Zhang was clearly not very credible.
He has been in the hospital for nearly 20 years since he became a leader, and there has never been a case of evil spirits.
"Dean..."
"Hehe!" Just as Yu Ming was about to continue explaining to Dean Zhang, a crisp, cold laugh suddenly entered his ears, making the hairs on his body stand on end instinctively.
He turned around abruptly, shielding the dean and vice-dean behind him, his eyes fixed on the direction of the morgue.
That laughter just now came from the morgue.
Despite the scorching sun beating down on him, he still felt a bone-chilling cold emanating from his body, engulfing him.
"Xiao Li, call the Guardians and ask when their people will arrive."
"Also, evacuate everyone! Immediately!"
"Brother~, I'm so cold." Another voice reached Yu Ming's ears.
"Why don't you come and keep them company? It's dark and cold here."
That gentle voice filled Yu Ming with immense pity. He couldn't help but want to go to the morgue, pick up the owner of that voice, and give her the gentlest embrace to dispel her chill.
"Okay, I'm here!" A slightly aged voice rang out beside Yu Ming, who was trying hard to suppress his inner desires. The vice president walked past Yu Ming, opened his arms and walked towards the morgue.
"Vice Dean Hou! Don't go!" Yu Ming shouted, reaching out to grab the vice dean. But his body seemed frozen in ice, unable to extend at all.
The vice president's anxious expression spurred him to hurry toward the morgue.
"Yu Ming, Vice President Hou, he..." President Zhang looked at the bald President Hou's back with surprise, his upright face full of confusion.
He also heard the woman's voice, but it didn't affect him much.
"Dean, you don't know this. Later, the dean... was rather... rather... amorous."
"He can't bear to see girls suffer, so..."
Yu Ming put it very tactfully, saying that Dean Hou absolutely lived up to his surname, especially in the hospital.
He had relationships that went beyond ordinary friendships with no fewer than seventy nurses, and often invited his female colleagues in the hospital to study medicine with him all night long.
There is also a classic quote: "Studying medicine is good; you have to study medicine!"
Therefore, when faced with the temptation of this female evil spirit, Dean Hou was clearly the first person who couldn't resist.
Thinking of this, Yu Ming couldn't help but glance back.
"Why haven't the Guardians arrived yet?"
"The Guardians can perhaps arrive a few minutes later."
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