Supernatural Live: Please Stop Talking

"As soon as the words come out."

"Little Qiao's hanging heart instantly relaxed."

"She turned her head and saw Xiaohui looking at her angrily, holding a mobile phone in her right hand, and the singing came from Xiaohui's mobile phone!"

"call!"

"Little Qiao let out a sigh of relief."

"Quickly explain: I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I thought it was a female ghost."

"No idea."

"The mysterious old man just now really frightened her quite a lot, plus hearing this weird singing, anyone would have to worry about it."

"Seeing what Xiao Qiao said, Xiao Hui laughed angrily: Is the female ghost as beautiful as me?"

"As we were talking, Xiaohui grabbed Xiao Qiao's hand and scolded angrily, "You girl, you are too timid! I just told you a few ghost stories to scare you. Seriously? I really don’t know how you can watch the night alone without me in the future!”

"Little Qiao is speechless."

"This kind of thing..."

"How can you just use it as a joke?"

"People who listen, generally speaking, don't they take it seriously?"

"Thinking of this, Xiao Qiao's brows suddenly frowned slightly."

"I don't know why, but Xiao Qiao always feels that Xiaohui's hands are extraordinarily cold."

"The sky is gradually getting brighter."

"Xiao Qiao didn't know when she fell asleep, she opened her eyes in a daze, and Xiao Hui was no longer by her side."

"Then, Xiao Qiao vaguely heard colleagues chattering about something."

"Hey... have you heard of it? A nurse died in the hospital last night. When she saw her, she seemed to be so rigorous! She seemed to be frightened to death too!"

"That's right, it's in the hospital toilet, the one who usually likes to tell ghost stories to new colleagues."

"It seems to be called Xiaohui, right?"

"That's right, it's her! It's Xiaohui!"

"That's all right, tell the story and tell yourself to death!"

"Listen to the voice that keeps coming from my ear."

"Little Qiao's tired sleepiness was completely driven away."

"She stood up suddenly and ran to the toilet on the first floor of the hospital."

"There was a large group of doctors onlookers at the scene, Xiao Qiao didn't care about the three sevens and twenty ones, and went straight in."

"What came into front of me was Xiaohui's cold corpse, her eyes were wide open! It seemed as if the eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets."

"See here..."

"Little Qiao's mind has become a mess."

"A gust of cold air, from the soles of her feet, straight to the top of the sky, the whole body, as if under the immobilization spell, froze in place!"

"Her back is already wet with sweat."

"Goosebumps crazily drilled out from the capillaries all over her body."

"Judging from the stiffness of Xiaohui's corpse and the spots on his body."

"At least twelve hours dead!"

"But the problem is..."

"It's only eight o'clock in the morning."

"It was past twelve o'clock last night, and I was still with Xiaohui!!"

"Thinking of this, Xiao Qiao's head started to explode."

"My hair is about to stand on end."

"Could it be that...what I saw last night was a ghost!!"

"And that ghost is Xiaohui?!!!"

"Little Qiao has lost the courage to guess and sat down on the ground."

"half year later."

"Little Qiao was transferred to work in the central hospital because of her excellent work, and left that horrible hospital forever."

"After working for a long time, Xiao Qiao gradually forgot about it."

"However……"

"On a certain night when it was Xiao Qiao's turn to be on duty."

"She's buried in a patient investigative report."