Truth is everywhere within range

"A previous patient liked this very much. He often watched this anchor's live broadcast in the lobby. Over time, other people also developed a similar habit."

Dr. Tanizaki, who was responsible for receiving Qiao Qiao, explained casually.

He didn't mention the patient's condition, and Qiao Qiao didn't ask.

Along the corridor, you can see the wards on both sides.

Most are single wards, some with names on the door plates and some without.

"Not all wards here have patients, and some people prefer to stay at home and only come to the hospital for regular check-ups."

Dr. Tanizaki explained a little bit.

Qiao Qiao would describe hospice-related treatment as treatment. The cost of such medical treatment is not cheap, and it is not very popular in Japan.

After all, the public's concept still hopes to save people until the last moment. Hospice care and hospice care are behaviors that are close to giving up treatment, which is really difficult for people to agree with.

"How long have Dr. Tanizaki been here?"

Qiao Qiao asked when he came to the door of the ward at the end of the corridor.

"One year, well, sixteen months to be precise, and I will be changing shifts in two months."

Dr. Tanizaki replied.

"Shift change?"

Qiao Qiao was a little confused.

"Well, after all, the atmosphere here is like this. If you stay in such an environment for a long time and fail to adjust yourself well, you will easily have psychological problems. Therefore, our hospital stipulates that a doctor in charge can generally only stay for one and a half years. Two years."

Dr. Tanizaki took out the key.

No one lives in this room.

"This is the ward that has the problem."

He unlocked and pushed the door open.

Moonlight shines into the ward through the window without curtains.

There was nothing unusual in the night.

"Patients often see lights on here in the middle of the night, and it seems like a figure is walking by."

"Nurses also heard voices occasionally."

"In the past few days, even the patients seem to have lost their energy."

After listening to the other party's introduction, Qiao Qiao asked Dr. Tanizaki to walk into the ward without turning on the light.

"Dr. Tanizaki, please don't mind if there are any strange noises later."

he added.

"Strange noise?"

Dr. Tanizaki didn't quite understand, so he just followed Qiao Qiao's instructions and closed the door to isolate him from the outside world.

In Qiao Qiao's spiritual vision, the entire ward seemed to be contaminated with a lot of Yin energy.

Seeping out from the cracks in the wall, the corners of the floor, and under the bed.

The yin energy stretched and transformed into the image of a man.

He was wearing a crisp suit, rimless glasses, slicked back hair, and looked high-spirited.

There is only one pair of eyes, no whites, no focus.

"Why?"

The man saw Qiao Qiao and asked.

"My life has clearly just begun, why does it have to end like this?"

"I can't accept death just because of bad luck."

"Why can't I let these hopeless people give their lives to me?"

"How about you give me your life?"

"I am an elite in society, a person who can create legends."

"And you are just ordinary citizens."

"Why are you alive and I'm dead!??"

"That's not fair!"

The resentful spirit spoke a lot, becoming more and more emotional and more intense in his words.

Although he knew that he was eroded by resentment and yin energy, Qiao Qiao still raised his eyebrows when he heard the other party's words.

This resentful spirit, unwilling to accept its own death, hides here and absorbs the energy of the surrounding patients to strengthen itself.

In its view, the patients living on this floor are all its own nourishment.

Precisely because they have no treatment, the rest of their lives are garbage time.

It believes that it is better to give these lives to itself.

After all, he is an elite in society, and the wealth he creates in just one second is worth the efforts of many people over several years.

His own value is obviously higher.

With such obsession, the resentful spirit is attached here.

Qiao Qiao didn't say anything. He took one step after another and arrived in front of the resentful spirit.

He raised his revolver.

Bang——

With one shot, the resentful spirit's head was blown off.

"Although I am unfortunate about your death, it is a pity that death treats everyone equally, and it will not change because you are an elite or an ordinary person."

"Since you are dead, please stay where you should be."

Bang bang bang bang——

Another four shots completely wiped out the man's suit-clad body.

Qiao Qiao took out the spiritual water from his backpack and sprayed it, lit a piece of soul-soothing incense, and put away his weapon.

Then he opened the door and returned to the corridor.

"Um?"

Turning his head, Qiao Qiao saw that Dr. Tanizaki and the patients who were watching TV in the lobby just now were hiding at the door of the ward next door, spying on Qiao Qiao and the ward behind him.

After all, the noise coming from the room couldn't be ignored just like that.

"Don't worry, the resentful spirit has been completely eliminated."

Qiao Qiao smiled.

"Sure enough, the sound is still a bit loud."

Qiao Qiao said while sitting at the table in the cafeteria, looking at the clear soup ramen in the bowl.

"Voice? Qiao Sang, are you talking about something dirty?"

On the side, Sakamoto Kazuya was eating fried pork cutlet rice. When he heard Qiao Qiao talking to himself, he raised his head and asked.

"No."

Qiao Qiao was thinking about the sound of his weapon.

The revolver cannot be equipped with a silencer, or it is almost useless if installed, and based on the consideration of the soul removal work, the silencer is completely useless in the soul removal process.

So Qiao Qiao didn't care about the sound problem.

But now it seems that gunshots can still easily cause panic and misunderstanding.

Is there any way to improve this phenomenon?

While eating ramen, he was lost in thought.

Having said that, the boss recently received a new batch of goods, which contained a stun gun, and Qiao Qiao was very interested in it.

Although it is used to control the situation without killing the enemy, if it is modified, it may be useful in certain situations.

For example, when a resentful spirit takes possession of a human being.

You can use electric shock to knock out humans, and at the same time forcefully separate the ghosts and humans.

Seems pretty good.

Go give it a try on the weekend.

"Speaking of Qiao Sang, how about that?"

Sakamoto Kazu didn't notice what Qiao Qiao was thinking, so he picked up a piece of fried pork chop with chopsticks, dipped it in the sauce and put it in his mouth.

"that?"

"It's just about Higuchi-san. I heard that you were quite diligent in going there."

Sakamoto Kazuya said.

"Why, are you obsessed with her? I understand, I understand, Qiao Sang turns out to like this type of person, I really didn't expect it."

"I just think that sending study materials once a week is a bit inappropriate in terms of learning efficiency. What's more, Higuchi-san also loves learning, so I can't delay too many days in answering her questions in time."

Qiao Qiao took a sip of noodles and replied.

"Um?"

Sakamoto Kazuya looked over.

"Qiao Sang, you mean Higuchi-san, she came to you to ask questions about the course?"

"Well, what's wrong with that?"

Qiao Qiao asked back.

"No, that's not the case."

"Having said that, I also invited her to attend the Minejo Festival. Sure enough, even if she is at home on leave, she still wants to come and meet her classmates, right?"

Qiao Qiao said again.

"ah?"

The expression on Sakamoto Kazuya's face suddenly became a little complicated.

"Qiao Sang, although it's a bit callous to say this, it's best not to have too much to do with Higuchi-san."

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