Ghost
Editor: Atlas Studios
The hospital was a distance from the Li family's house, and they would pass through a village in the middle of the city by taking the shortcut.
At night, the black lights were blazing, and there were black spots everywhere.
Around them, only their private car lights were on.
The driver shivered as if he was about to cry. "In front… front… someone…"
Fang Zhili frowned. "Did you hit someone? Go down and see!"
The driver immediately got off, but there was nothing in front!
With a sigh of relief, he was about to return to the car when he heard a strange sound.
"Boohoo…"
It sounded like… a woman's cry.
The driver stood upright with sweat dripping down his back. He immediately got into the car, blinking and sweating.
Fang Zhili and Li Xueqing had also heard the sound and were shaking.
The driver picked up a glass and downed a few glasses of water before starting the car.