Early in the morning, the morning sun shines gently in the room.

Han Ke opened his eyes, felt the soft touch on both sides, and a big smile appeared on his face.

"It's such a good weather today!" Han Ke said deliberately. Recalling the wonderful feeling of last night, Han Ke sighed in his heart, it would be great if it was like this every day.

Seeing that both women were unresponsive and looked like they were not awake, Han Ke smiled. How could she not know that Su Wenwen and Li Feier were just pretending to be asleep? They should be afraid that they would be embarrassed to wake up and see each other. Han Ke deliberately did not send them back to the room just to let them see each other in the morning and accept what happened last night from the bottom of their hearts.

Han Ke started working left and right, and his hands were skillfully explored on them, until both women made silent moans and stopped. Seeing that both women were reluctant to open their eyes even if they held back, Han Ke smirked again, covered his bed sheets, and started a new round of "Surprising the Three Kingdoms War" game.

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In the evening, Mao Xiaohong called Han Ke and said that he had received another business order, not far away, in Fengyang City, near Nanling.

When Su Wenwen and Li Feier looked at him with a little reluctant look. Su Wenwen said, "Three days left, Cui Lingman's concert is about to begin. You have to come back early to accompany us." At the end of the day, Su Wenwen's eyes were involuntarily glanced at Li Feier beside her.

After experiencing the "Three-Party Game" last night, the atmosphere today was very awkward. Fortunately, Zheng Qing went to the company, otherwise she would have to discover something.

Before leaving, Han Ke sent a text message to Zheng Qing, telling him what he wanted to go out. This was a habit that Han Ke developed. As long as he went out, he would at least send a text message to the three of them to avoid worrying.

"Be careful and come back early" Zheng Qing's reply was still very simple.

"What's the problem this time?" Han Ke asked Mao Xiaohong while sitting on the plane.

"It's a hospital, and strange things always happen. The specific situation is not explained very clearly on the phone. We can only confirm it when we arrive at the scene." Mao Xiaohong said. These things are indeed difficult to communicate on the phone. Customers do not have a deep understanding of these things and cannot express many problems clearly.

Fengyang City, the fourth-ranked city in the province in terms of GDP annually, although it is much worse than Nanling, it is almost at the level of a second-tier city.

Han Ke and Mao Xiaohong got off the plane and rushed to the hospital. It was already nine o'clock in the evening. This hospital is a critical care hospital, and many cancer patients live here. Therefore, this hospital stages a life drama of separation and death almost every day.

Mao Xiaohong contacted the client again and waited at the hospital gate for about five minutes. A middle-aged man in white came over.

"Teacher Mao, right?" the man spoke first.

"Haha, you are that Mr. Cheng." Mao Xiaohong still deliberately spoke a Hong Kong general accent.

Han Ke could see that Dr. Cheng's eyes flashed with doubts at Mao Xiaohong. Indeed, doctors are all atheists who pay attention to scientific medical theory, and it is indeed difficult for them to accept these illusory things.

Dr. Cheng introduced that there have been cases of strange deaths in their hospitals recently, and even the top doctors in the hospital could not see the reason. Moreover, this situation has not decreased recently. The dean really had no choice but to find out about Mao Xiaohong's name, and then secretly asked him to invite Mao Xiaohong over.

"So, please don't say anything about dirty things, Teacher Mao, after all... Dr. Cheng said awkwardly.

"Don't worry, I understand this, I understand." Mao Xiaohong naturally knew what they were worried about. If the outside world knew that the hospital asked someone like him to deal with the trouble, it would definitely cause a lot of sensation.

"How did you make sure there was something dirty in this hospital?" Han Ke was a little confused. Dr. Cheng mentioned the dirty things more than once during the conversation. Could it be that he had seen them?

"I'm not sure about this, but she's seen a medical nurse here." Dr. Cheng smiled a little embarrassedly. When he said this, he didn't believe it very much. Including the medical nurse he said, many leaders who knew the inside story thought that the medical nurse might have a brain problem, and even did a corresponding examination for her, but found that there was no problem at all.

"I just called her and she got off after finishing her work."

As the three of them spoke, a girl in blue protective clothing ran from a distance and ran over.

"This is the medical staff I just told you, Wei Xiaowen." After Dr. Cheng said, he said to the girl: "Xiaowen, please introduce the scene you saw that day to the two teachers."

"Okay, Director" Wei Xiaowen responded, and then recalled: "I was on night shift that day. In the middle of the night, at about 10 in the morning, I went to the bathroom. When I passed Room 10, I suddenly heard something falling inside. Because the patient had just had surgery for three days and was staying in a single ward, I quickly pushed the door and went in. After entering, I saw a strange figure. He was standing in front of the hospital bed, and the patient on the bed twitched and trembled all over, and his hands were dancing, looking very uncomfortable."

"Strange figure? What exactly does it look like?" Han Ke asked.

"The lights inside are dim, and I can't see clearly, I only see him in white."

"Whole white!" Han Ke was surprised. Could it be the underworld soldiers?

"Yes, I was shocked and ran out and called for someone. When we went in again, the patient in Room 10 had already passed away."

Mao Xiaohong looked at Han Ke who was thinking about it and said, "This girl is afraid she has seen something unknown." Han Ke didn't say anything, and he could only follow his previous routine and talk nonsense.

"By the way, when I ran out, I looked back at the figure. He was also staring at me. His eyes seemed to have red eyes." Wei Xiaowen's voice trembled when she said this. When she thought of the situation that day, she was still scared. During this period, she also looked at the doctor in her heart and secretly searched for some information about the ghost and god of death in private, but they were different from the person she saw that day.

After Wei Xiaowen finished speaking, Director Cheng asked her to go back.

"Master Mao, do you think this problem is easy to deal with?" Director Cheng asked.

"Don't worry, we will handle this matter well," Han Ke said. Now, ordinary underworld soldiers no longer have any threat to Han Ke, but Han Ke doesn't understand that it would be fine if this underworld soldiers used to steal the souls of the deceased people from the ghost messengers, but now they are still fighting the souls of these still alive people. It's too rampant.

After a few explanations, Dr. Cheng left. In his heart, he still didn't believe these ghosts, but there was no way, and the hospital had to put his hope on these people.

Through Director Cheng's explanation, Han Ke learned that Wei Xiaowen just said just now, and in just half a month, there have been three more strange deaths, all of which are older and unstable patients. Although they are weak and may not even be able to hold on to the event for too long, everyone is equal in front of their lives. Even if they have one minute of their lives, they cannot be deprived of them at will.

"It may be a underworld soldier this time." Han Ke and Mao Xiaohong walked towards the hospital building and reminded him. Although his strength is very strong now, it would be very difficult to meet some powerful underworld soldiers, such as the Jiaomu or the Chiying I encountered last time. If you encounter such a level of underworld soldiers, Han Ke's self-protection has become a problem, so naturally he will not be able to take care of Mao Xiaohong.

Han Ke had mentioned the name of the underworld soldier to Mao Xiaohong before. Although Mao Xiaohong did not see his true body, the power it showed on humans was quite powerful. He fell into a coma without receiving a move at that time.

"There are no ones that are right," Mao Xiaohong observed around.

It is indeed unconventional to come here to do something. Maybe he won’t come in the next two days. Han Ke has not forgotten the Cui Lingman concert three days later. It seems that he can only stay here to try his luck.
Chapter completed!