Hospital haunted incident

A needle pierced through, and even a wild buffalo would wince in pain.

Liuyouyou was clearly seeking revenge, and Yeshu's entire face crumpled, signaling with his eyes: Sister, I really made a mistake.

Liuyouyou was content, decided against injecting glucose, and whistling, she pulled the needle out.

"Alright, I'll go dispose of the needle. Xiaoqing, keep him company; he's feeling lonely."

Liuyouyou, with a bit of conscience, helped out before leaving. Yeshu rubbed the puncture on his hand, looking miserable.

The pain was fleeting, but the lingering fear persisted, as humans' fear of needles was indelible.

Xiaoqing had been curiously watching Yeshu; now, she revealed a quiet smile.

"Nurse Liu didn't actually give you a shot; she was just teasing you. Why didn't you resist?"

The young girl's observational skills were impressive. Yeshu adjusted his expression quickly, formulating a response in an instant.

"I didn't want to resist her. Actually, I'm not really sick; I just came to see her. I fancy her."

Yeshu lied without blinking an eye. Xiaoqing gently smiled, "I knew it; I envy you both."

Mature beyond her years, Yeshu felt she was more mature than a white-collar worker, a gentle elder sister without signs of depression, just in a state of fear.

Of course, this was Yeshu's impression; he couldn't be certain.

Nevertheless, the conversation between the two had opened a way forward.

Yeshu played the role of a naive and honest man, scratching his head, "What's there to envy? Are you a student? You don't seem too old."

Xiaoqing nodded without adding more words. Yeshu seized the opportunity, "Why are you hospitalized?"

Xiaoqing lowered her head in silence, and after a while, she shook her head, "Just a minor illness, nothing serious."

She was tight-lipped, like facing a heavily guarded hedgehog. Yeshu didn't dare to push too hard and fell silent for a moment.

In the next moment, Xiaoqing suddenly tensed up, leaning against the railing, staring fixedly at the air in front of her with fear.

Yeshu also looked over, but there was nothing in front of them. The nearest patient was more than ten meters away.

He glanced at Xiaoqing, who was trembling all over, sweating on her forehead, staring at the air in front of her in terror.

Yeshu was about to ask when he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, as if a cold wind had passed.

In the past, he would have dismissed it as just a breeze, but after encountering ghosts, Yeshu had developed a keen sensitivity. He had experienced this eerie wind many times before; it was the presence of a ghost.

In other words, a ghost had just passed by the two of them.

Yeshu couldn't help but shiver, but he remained composed, not too scared of ghosts.

Pretending ignorance, he asked Xiaoqing, "Xiaoqing, what's wrong with you?"

Xiaoqing didn't respond, still staring at the air. After withdrawing her gaze, she took a deep breath, her fingers still trembling.

The ghost had probably already passed, and Xiaoqing slowly relaxed.

Yeshu furrowed his brows, pondering. Xiaoqing could actually see ghosts.

He considered himself a bit of an anomaly among humans, with his unique blood, but he couldn't see ghosts. Xiaoqing, on the other hand, could. She was truly special.

In contemplation, Yeshu reached out and patted Xiaoqing's shoulder, "Are you okay?"

Xiaoqing exaggeratedly shivered, moving away from him and avoiding his hand.

She began to anxiously scan the entrance of the corridor, hoping for Liuyouyou to appear.

Liuyouyou, who had been secretly watching, hurriedly ran over when she saw the situation.

"I'm back; were you having a good chat?"

Liuyouyou smiled, but Xiaoqing didn't answer her question. Instead, she stood up, saying, "I-I want to go back."

A hint of doubt flashed in Liuyouyou's eyes, but she didn't say anything. Supporting the trembling Xiaoqing, she walked back to the ward.

Yeshu returned empty-handed, feeling a bit frustrated. Xiaoqing was not easy to handle.

He didn't immediately go back but waited in the corridor. It took nearly half an hour for Liuyouyou to return.

"Xiaoqing has finally fallen asleep. I can sneak out now."

Liuyouyou sat down, and Yeshu, with a serious expression, said, "Xiaoqing can see ghosts. She saw one just now and was terrified."

"What, she can see ghosts?"

Liuyouyou was quite surprised, her brows furrowing as she pondered, "If she can see ghosts, that could explain her condition. Maybe she doesn't have depression; she's just afraid of ghosts. But why is she clinging to me?"

Liuyouyou couldn't figure it out, and Yeshu, with a sudden insight, said, "Because you're a two-tailed fox spirit, already quite formidable. Both the green-haired one and the bald one are afraid of you, so naturally, ghosts won't approach you. Think about it; the hospital should be full of ghosts. When Xiaoqing came here, frightened and uneasy, she noticed that as long as you were around, there were no ghosts. That's why she's sticking to you."

Liuyouyou also realized, "Right, the green-haired and bald ones fear me; little ghosts naturally avoid me. I neglected this issue. Xiaoqing treats me as a talisman."

One problem was solved, and both of them were quite pleased. However, the next issue was still challenging.

Their main goal was to make Xiaoqing talk about Su Xiaoleng's incident, but she was unlikely to do so. She had no intention of discussing anything related to the academy.

Both of them fell into contemplation, and after a while, Yeshu clapped his hands and whispered, "Since she's afraid of ghosts, let's use ghosts to scare her and force her to reveal what she experienced."

Liuyouyou was taken aback, "Don't mess around with ghosts, and besides, how do you command

 them when the green-haired and bald ones aren't here?"

Yeshu grinned, "You pricked me with a needle just now, and I bled a bit. Suddenly, a ghost appeared, scaring Xiaoqing. I think it's not a coincidence but my blood attracting the ghost. My blood is special; if it can attract Su Xiaoleng, little ghosts are even easier. I already have a plan. Come, take me to Xiaoleng's ward."

Liuyouyou was still puzzled, "How are you going to scare her?"

"Summoning ghosts to surround the room. Then, I'll play the hero and reveal my true identity."

Yeshu confidently said, and Liuyouyou frowned, looking at him, "What true identity do you have?"

"To be honest, I'm a direct disciple of the blind fortune teller in the City God Temple, specializing in capturing ghosts and exorcising demons. Point me to a dragon or let me check your ancestral grave."

"Get lost."

It was already night, and the two walked through the hospital, entering the luxurious single rooms designated for the wealthy. These were rooms most people wouldn't choose to stay in due to the expense.

Liuyouyou navigated them smoothly, taking Yeshu to the fourth floor in the elevator.

"Xiaoqing is in room 13 on the fourth floor. This is the time after patients have finished dinner; it's relatively lively. Don't do anything for now."

Fourth floor, Room 13; fate seemed to be against Xiaoqing.

Yeshu thought, wandering around the fourth floor, locking onto Room 13, waiting for the right moment. Liuyouyou had an office on the fourth floor; Yeshu decided to go in and delay a bit. The office only had Liuyouyou, who was about to change out of her nurse uniform.

Yeshu glanced at her and jokingly said, "Now that you're free, let me take a good look at you. I've found that your nurse uniform is quite charming. I really like the image of a white-clad angel. Can you give me an injection?"

His words were teasing, and Liuyouyou, with a slight smile, emitted a charming aura.

"Husband, since you like getting injections, your wife will grant your wish. Come, sit down; the white-clad angel will give you an injection."

His tongue was cheeky, flirting with Liuyouyou. Liuyouyou, with a seductive charm, raised an eyebrow.

"Dear husband, if you enjoy getting injections, then I, as your humble wife, will comply. Sit down; the white-clad angel is here to administer the injection."

The enchantment of the fox spirit was unparalleled. Yeshu's mind went blank as he obediently sat down, looking quite foolish.

Liuyouyou's face became more alluring, and her eyes sparkled mischievously.

"My husband, since you like getting injections, your wife will grant your wish. Come, sit down; the white-clad angel will give you an injection."

The charm of the fox spirit was extraordinary. Yeshu swallowed nervously, moving away, "I won't play anymore; I'm going to summon ghosts."

Liuyouyou chuckled, putting away the needle, "In the future, I'll carry a syringe as a weapon. Behave, and I won't use it. Misbehave, and you'll get an injection."

Yeshu dared not imagine and felt a sudden pain in his buttocks.

He quickly ran out; it was now deep into the night, and the fourth floor was silent. Most patients had already fallen asleep.

Yeshu walked cautiously to the front of Room 13, observing the surroundings. It was time to summon ghosts.

Liuyouyou also approached, pulling out the needle.

Yeshu jumped, "What are you going to do?"

Liuyouyou rolled her eyes, "You said you wanted to use blood to attract ghosts. If you don't have a knife, just use the needle; it's much easier than using a knife."

It sounded reasonable; using a needle wasn't very painful, just a common fear of needles.

Yeshu, with no other choice, accepted.

He extended his finger, and Liuyouyou chuckled, "Once more, your blood is not enough."

Yeshu hesitated, and Xiaoqing's voice suddenly came, "What are you doing?"

Liuyouyou hurriedly put away the needle, "We're just playing around; don't mind us."

The two repeated this process several times, smearing the blood on the door of Room 13.

Afterwards, they didn't leave but hid in a corner nearby, secretly observing.

Under the dim lights, the corridor was quiet. In front of Room 13, a chilly wind suddenly rose, and the room's door started rattling, making a sound.

Evidently, several ghosts had arrived, fighting over Yeshu's blood.

Liuyouyou felt a bit guilty, fearing that Xiaoqing might be scared to death.

Yeshu reassured her, "It's difficult for ghosts to kill people, and Xiaoqing has probably seen many ghosts. She's just scared; she won't be scared to death."

While they spoke, the room's door made a banging sound, disturbing the ward's tranquility. Xiaoqing was likely awakened by the noise.

Liuyouyou whispered, "I have to go in and check; you act accordingly."

She walked towards Room 13, and as she approached, the ghosts dispersed, and the door ceased its rattling.

Liuyouyou noticed this and raised her hand, opening the door. A scream first sounded from inside, followed by cries, "Nurse Liu, what's happening?"

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