The Ghost Doctor dragged the skinny dog ghost out like a piece of trash.
Less than a minute later, without a sound from outside, the Ghost Doctor reappeared in the consultation room.
He was as kind and amiable as ever.
Except for the fresh bloodstains on the scalpel in his hand.
Noticing Yun Zhenyue's confused expression, the Ghost Doctor smiled slowly. "My apologies for that display, Xiaoyue."
"That patient had a mental illness. I just took him to the psychiatric ward."
After saying this, the Ghost Doctor noticed the panda doll in Yun Zhenyue's hands seemed very disappointed.
As if it had missed out on a fun game!
A drop of cold sweat slowly trickled down the Ghost Doctor's head.
'Does this doll want to go on a killing spree or something?'
Yun Zhenyue didn't suspect a thing.
She didn't give the matter a second thought.
She placed the panda doll back on her shoulder and refocused her attention on the notebook.
