Ye Tian looked at the young nurse's back and sighed, "Okay, if you have something, you can do it yourself. The three of us will stay here and watch Azan."

The medical staff in the ward nodded and separated.

Only the doctor stood by the bed, glaring at the haggard Master Azan.

Master Azan sneered, "Doctor, can you also leave, I didn't sleep all night last night. I need to be quiet now."

The doctor said angrily, "You fellow, you are just a suspect, please don't talk to me in such an arrogant tone."

Master Azan yawned and closed his eyes lazily.

"Then it's up to you. I need to take a nap before my breakfast comes. I tossed all night last night and I was really sleepy."

Zhuang Mengdie frowned, "Azan, what are you talking about? After we left the ward last night, haven't you been sleeping?"

"Why are you sleeping? The girl in red came to see me, crying and making trouble, tossing me to death."

"Oh? Female ghost? Where did she go now?"

"Not just female ghosts, but several ghosts. Now they are all reborn. I don't think Azan has a good time and helps others. Anyway, they are all on the road happily."

Master Azan finished speaking with a baby-like smile on his face.

The doctor frowned, "This suspect is not crazy, so what kind of dreams are he talking about?"

Zhuang Mengdie smiled, "Actually, Azan, you look good when you smile."

"Really? Okay, I want to take a rest and gather enough energy to eat."

After finishing speaking, Master Azan really fell asleep, snoring loudly.

He Chuyao frowned, "What's this called? I say that I will fall asleep immediately."

Ye Tian whispered, "It seems that he is really sleepy, let him sleep."

The doctor snorted coldly, "A prisoner, you are used to this way." After speaking, he immediately turned and left.

The three Ye Tian looked at each other.

Ye Tian whispered, "Prisoners are human too."

Zhuang Mengdie hissed, "Okay, don't say it, the doctor has already left."

He Chuyao clutched his groaning belly and frowned, "Leader Ye, you remember to ask the little nurse to buy a box lunch for Azan. The three of us have not eaten."

Ye Tian smiled and said, "What else do we three have to eat? To lose weight, wait for noon, let's have breakfast and lunch together."

He Chuyao snorted dissatisfiedly.

Zhuang Mengdie smiled and said, "No matter what you are, I will feed me some cat food first, no matter what, our meow should not be hungry." After speaking, he took out a bag of cat food and carried it with him. In a small bowl.

The Siamese cat immediately meowed, buried his head in the small bowl, and started eating.

He Chuyao frowned, "We've been messing around for a day, so I might as well Meow Meow."

Zhuang Mengdie smiled, "Who can compare with Meow? Meow is so brave and invincible."

He Chuyao sighed.

In the ward, only Master Azan's purring and the Siamese cat's tongue licking on the food were left.

Besides, the doctor was ridiculed by Master Azan, suffocated his stomach, and suffocated his head. He walked along the corridor until he reached the entrance of the data room.

The door of the data room was wide open, and the administrator Pharaoh was kneeling at the small table in the doorway and kowtow, still muttering, "Little monster, you die early, don’t come to me, you have no grudges. I’m sorry. Little monster, you should reincarnate with peace of mind. I wish you reincarnation in your next life, and don’t be that half-human, half-demon monster."

The doctor stretched his head to see, the small table was lit with joss sticks, making the entire reference room clouded with mist, so he stopped getting angry. He stepped forward to grab the old Wang and kept it.

"Pharaoh, you pretend to be a fool every day, what do you want to do?"

Lao Wang struggled free from the doctor's palm and said impatiently, "Hey, don't disturb me, I'm busy."

"Pharaoh, what are you doing? You are a feudal superstition, do you understand? Burning incense to the dead is a superstitious act. After a person dies, there is a pile of stinky meat, nothing is gone. It is no use burning incense. You hurry up Collect all those joss sticks and everything. Go, go and collect them quickly."

After the doctor finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to grab the joss stick on the table and was hugged tightly by the old Wang.

"Doctor, you can't receive them. I burned these joss sticks to the little monsters. If I receive them now, it means that my heart is not sincere. It will get angry. If it gets angry, the guarantee will retaliate against me."

"You, Pharaoh, don't gossip all day long. You always read all those ghosts and spirits. You read this book for nothing? What is materialism? Do you understand?"

"Doctor, you don't understand. The little monster was still making noise last night. I have to get enough incense and feed it so that it won't come out and make trouble again."

"Pharaoh, what did you say? Did the little monster make trouble again last night?"

"It's not good, not only last night, but early this morning, it was making noise again."

The mysterious appearance of Lao Wang when he spoke made the doctor sweat.

"Pharaoh, isn't this little monster dying prematurely? Why can it make noise?"

"It can be noisy, I heard it spit bubbles in the bottle, that kind of gurgling sound, and I heard it laugh, chuckle, shit, it's scary. If not last night Officer Ye and Writer Zhuang accompanied me, and I was so scared to diaper."

"Pharaoh, you haven't been alone in the data room for a long time and you have hallucinations?"

"It's definitely not an illusion. I saw the little monster spit bubbles in the bottle with my own eyes. The little mouth pursed and gurgled—just a small blister. The bunch of small blisters spit out, shiny, like a string of pearls."

"Pharaoh, don't talk about it anymore, why do I feel a chill in my back."

"Doctor, don't be afraid, the little monster was just a small toss last night, and didn't make any big moves."

"What's a big move? Of course it was jumping out of the bottle and making a lot of noise."

The doctor turned pale with fright, and smiled awkwardly, "Pharaoh, the more you talk, the more evil you are, as if it were true."

"It's true. If you don't believe it, you can see for yourself."

The doctor looked at the smoky reference room, where would he dare to step in?

Seeing the doctor fearful, Lao Wang immediately pushed him.

"Doctor, I advise you to see it for yourself, otherwise you always think I'm making up nonsense. Go, go and see."

Although the doctor was frightened and sweating, but at the urging of the old Wang, the doctor walked towards the fourth cabinet in a mysterious manner.

The doctor stood tremblingly in front of shelf 106, widened his eyes and looked at the little monster in the bottle.

The little monster was still the same as before, with his eyes closed, suspended peacefully in the formalin solution, motionless, and his tiny fangs barked out of its slightly opened mouth.

The doctor looked intently and was startled. There was a serene smile on the corner of the little monster's mouth. If there was no such smile, it looked very strange.

How dare the doctor look any more, screamed, and Sa Yazi ran out.