Chapter 972 Shengchun First People's Hospital 29
Yang Jie stood up quickly when he heard the voice.
He looked at the person holding the lamp in the dark, went up and hugged the boss tightly by the elbow, "Boss, where are we going now?"
"A little further ahead, I suspect this is the sixth floor."
Fu Anan replied, she walked forward carefully with a flashlight.
Starting again, halfway through the journey, she suddenly felt something was wrong.
Behind him, Yang Jie calmed down a lot since he changed his route. It's fine if you don't shiver beside her, just stand behind her and put your right arm on your right shoulder.
The cold temperature came from the shoulder.
The people behind couldn't even hear the sound of breathing.
Fu Anan's moving speed gradually slowed down.
She seemed casual, but actually looked at the hand on her shoulder with intention.
This man has very long fingers.
pale, gray.
The originally pretty hand shape looks weird because of this reason.
Damn it!
The ghosts have changed behind them.
Being held on the shoulder by a ghost, one can imagine the terrifying feeling.
Fu Anan didn't dare to look back, so she could only pretend that she didn't notice and slowly moved towards the stairs on the sixth floor in her memory.
This process is long and tormented, and every step is frightening.
Until she feels herself there!
Fu Anan slowly approached the door, then turned around suddenly. While the ghost is not paying attention, break free from its palm and rush out quickly!
Just half a second
Her eyes suddenly brightened a little uncomfortable, and she blinked uncontrollably. At the same time, the sound of people talking came from the ear, and there were people going up and down in the corridor.
She turned around and looked into the building again. At this time, the number of stairs really changed to the sixth floor.
The inside also returned to what it should have been during the day. Even though these patients and doctors were ghosts, they at least looked like people now.
Just three or four meters away from Fu Anan, she saw Mu Zihan.
When Mu Zihan noticed her looking over, he was taken aback for a moment, looking a little uncomfortable.
"Doctor Mu."
Fu Anan looked at the position where he was standing with a subtle expression. When the ghost hit the wall just now, she seemed to have jumped out from that position.
"Are you alright?"
Adhering to the principle that the enemy does not move, I do not move, she asked him. In fact, his body tensed up, and he took a step back.
"Oh, I'm here to ask if your throat burn is healed? Do you need another medicine?"
Mu Zihan raised his glasses and asked solemnly.
"No, thanks to the medicine you gave me earlier, I'm much better."
It turned out that he didn't want to tease her, Fu Anan relaxed a little, and smiled politely at him, "Thank you so much before."
"You're welcome."
Mu Zihan looked at her smile a little confused, his mouth moved for a long time as if he wanted to say something, and finally he could only choke out a sentence, "Since there is nothing else, I'll leave first."
"goodbye."
Fu Anan stretched out her paw and waved at him.
After confirming that he left, he quickly changed his face, and went back and forth several times on the stairs and inside the building—where is Yang Jie?
Yang Jie is now trying to control his trembling whole body. Because he finally found out that the person he was holding his arm didn't seem to be Fu An'an!
Standing beside her, he felt colder and colder, and his steps became heavier and heavier.
From the beginning when he insisted on holding "her" arm, now his arm is stuck under "her" arm. The most important thing is that he has missed the door that Fu Anan said!
(end of this chapter)