Chapter 1624: Not a ghost

It was night, silent.
The light of the fluorescent lamp was pale, and the two in the ward were serious, their facial expressions tight...
"Are you afraid?" Jiang Ci whispered to the man beside him.
Xu Che sat by the hospital bed with a straight back and a deep voice: "It's okay..."
The light is on in the room, but it feels gloomy for no reason. The corner of the window is especially gloomy.
There stood a figure indistinctly, wearing a pinstriped hospital gown, with a disheveled hair, looking at them blankly, lips one and one closed, one another...
I have been watching it, and I feel terrified.
But if you look away, it seems a little cowardly.
Jiang Ci looked at Li Xiaolei, then at Xu Che, unnaturally...stretched out his hand and held Xu Che's.
"If you're scared, hold my hand... Does that feel better?" Jiang Ci said in a low voice.
Xu Che lowered his eyes and looked at the hands between the two of them. He was silent for a long time, and said, "Jiang Ci, you are sweating."
"Huh?" Jiang Ci was stunned, retracting his hand, rubbing against the bed sheets.
After rubbing twice, Xu Che pulled it over and wiped the sweat from her palms with a tissue.
After wiping it for a while, the tissue was soaked...
Jiang Ci: "..."
"No... don't wipe it." She was a little embarrassed, "Anyway, it will get wet if wiped, I am full of blood and sweat..."
Xu Che: "..."
Yes, she was like this when she was in middle school. She was full of blood, her skin was always white and red, and her lips were bright and full, like delicate roses...
No, if this continues, isn't it just being seduced by beauty? What kind of true love?
But... she really hasn't changed much since then.
"Ginger porcelain." Xu Che asked, "What kind of cosmetics do you use?"
"I don't wear makeup," she replied.
"What about skin care?"
Jiang Ci reluctantly thought about it, "...Eight glasses of water a day, keep exercising?"
Xu Che: "..."
Finally, nodded: "Well, exercise is the best skin care product."
If you don't smoke, it should be better.
The two chatted intermittently. Jiang Ci's cell phone rang, and she quickly answered the call: "Mr. Du! Are you there yet? Come up soon, it's been here for almost half an hour!"
"Is the mage here?" Xu Che asked.
Jiang Ci shook his head: "I am the boss of the mage, more powerful than the mage."
...
Du Hao knocked on the door of the ward and found that the door was open.
He pushed the door in and saw a man and a woman sitting on the side of the bed shaking hands, with a sullen resentful spirit on the other side.
Without delay, Du Hao immediately took out the talisman paper from his handbag.
Without waiting for him to do anything, Jiang Ci said: "Mr. Du, we are not asking you to accept her. Can you think of a way to communicate? What is the meaning of her repeated last words?"
Du Hao's movements paused slightly, and then he still threw out the yellow talisman in his hand. The piece of paper was as light as snow, and it spontaneously burned into fire when it touched the ghost, and burned into ashes with his gloomy resentment.
Jiang Ci almost jumped up from the bed, "Hey?! Didn't I say not to accept her! Mr. Du?!"
"This is not a ghost." Du Hao burned out the gloom in the ward, took out a snow-white handkerchief and covered it on the ashes, wiped it lightly, bent over and threw it into the trash can.
"Not a ghost?" Jiang Ci was stunned. "Is this a term in your business? Not a ghost, but a soul? Or a strange one?"
"Neither." Du Hao looked up and looked around the ward, and said calmly, "It is the last bit of obsession left in the world when a person is about to die. It can also be understood as resentment. You can regard it as the image left by the deceased. , Mirage, so there is no possibility of communication."
Jiang Ci looked at Xu Che in shock, and Xu Che was also surprised: "Where is Li Xiaolei's soul now?"
"Maybe it has dissipated, maybe...return to the hometown with the corpse."