My House of Horrors

“Chen Gong?” Old Wei and Dr. Gao spoke in unison, and neither of them expected to meet Chan Gong here.

“I'm looking for the old man from Ping An Apartment. Where's room 269?” Chen Gong spoke quickly, and now is not the time to talk.

“I'll take you there.” Dr. Gao seemed familiar with the place. He walked directly to the corner of the corridor with Chan Song, and old Wei followed him.

After looking at the number on the door of the eye ward, Chen Gong looked inside along the window on the door.

Two nurses and a doctor stood next to the bed, and they seemed to be communicating with the elderly on the bed.

The old man was in poor physical condition, he closed his eyes and made a noise in his throat, but no one could understand what he was saying.

Knocked on the door and Chan Song entered the ward.

A nurse in the house recognized him and whispered a few words to the doctor.

The doctor nodded softly and instructed the two nurses to go out first.

“Mr. Chen, I have two things to tell you today. ”

“How's the old man? Didn't he get better the last time I left? ”

The doctor sighed softly and walked to Chan Gong, who seemed afraid of the old man hearing, so the voice was low: “We have tried our best, the old man's body has been poor, and he has been cared for by unprofessional people in the apartment building for so long, causing more damage to his body. It was a miracle that he was able to sustain himself until now, with all his energy, to find the murderer who killed his son, in fact, according to his physical condition. ”

Without answering, Chen Gong looked at the old man who couldn't even open his eyes on the hospital bed, and his head was empty.

“The old man really had a tough time, his apartment building was a murderous house that could barely be sold, and the previous few years the demolition said he was going to build a resort, just past his apartment. ”

“It promised him a great deal of demolition compensation, but he refused to agree to it, the power went out, the water went out, all sorts of tricks were used, and this stubborn old man was unwilling. ”

“Finally, as the bulldozer and forklift drove to the door, the old man sat in a wheelchair and stuck it in the middle of the road. ”

“He said that if the house were to be demolished, the clues to the case would be completely gone, and the murderer might never catch it again. ”

“I can't even imagine how he was going through these days. You see, he was skinny and sick, but that's how he lasted five years, until he solved the case. ”

At the end of the day, the doctor said that he was feeling sorry for himself, and he continued to talk when he saw that Chan Sing had never spoken.

“We also respected his opinion, which is why we called you here. This case is in his heart, you helped him fulfill his wishes, so the old man is very grateful to you.” The doctor left Chen Gong a number: "This is the call from the notary office, and the old man divided all his property, including the apartment building, into four parts. ”

“One donation to Lost UNICEF; one to the Jiujiang Public Security Bureau for the reward of pursuing a fugitive wanted person; one to you as a reward for fulfilling his wishes; and one to you as well, but with the hope that you will take care of his granddaughter. If you have no objection, contact the notary as soon as possible. ”

“I have an opinion.” Chen Song finally said after a long time: “People are still here, what will? You do your best to heal. Don't give up until the last minute. ”

What else did the doctor want to say? Chen Gong waved his hand: “Can you leave me alone with the old man for a moment? ”

Faced with Yongcai, Chen Song did not show great enthusiasm, which was not what the doctor thought. He ordered Chen Song to say a few words and went out.

The ward door was closed and Chen Gong sat on the side of the bed, placing the little one next to the elderly person's shoulder.

Sounds like the house is crying, inconsistent and hard to hear.

Chan grabbed the old man's hand gently, wrapped around his bones, as if holding a dead branch buried in the snow.

“Old man, little one's still here, you're her only family.” Chen Gong didn't know if the old man could hear himself. He only saw the old man's mouth open and developed a voice that no one could understand, as if he was trying to express something.

He has so much to say about novels, he should be reluctant too.

The ward door was gently pushed open and Dr. Gao quietly walked over. He made a gesture towards Chen Gobi and sat on the other side of the hospital bed himself.

Long fingers gently pressed the elderly's shoulders and neck, slowly calming the elderly.

“Let's get out of here. We can't stir him up at this point. Let him rest for a while.” Dr. Gao is still as mature and gentle as Chen Gong was when he first met him, and can handle everything well.

Chen Gong glanced at the pillow and lay down next to the old man's shoulder, shaking his head.

Yin Xiaoxiao was the first powerful ghost he found after obtaining a black phone, a very special, not frightening powerful ghost.

Many times, Chan Song has become accustomed to the existence of this little guy, treating her as her own family.

“I want to stay with them for a while. ”

“They?” Dr Gao looked at the old man and the puppet in the hospital bed and patted Chan's shoulder gently: “When you're sad enough, remember to look up at the sky. ”

“Why?”

'Cause that's how life is. ”Dr. Gao walked out of the ward:“ A few years ago, my wife had a car accident, and I thought about it a hundred times. Later, because of the presence of Snow, I understood a reason. Giving up life is like leaving the' sin of death 'to all those who love him. ”

“Your wife? ”

“Yes, I've always loved her. ”

Dr. Gao pushed open the door of the ward and walked out.

The door closed, Chen Gong sat next to the hospital bed and recalled Dr. Gao's words.

He held the old man's hand and looked at the little one in the puppet and the old man in the hospital bed.

“It's good to have ghosts in the world, at least to make up for the regrets. ”

The old man was already in a terrible condition, but with a small companion, he slowly calmed down and seemed to be asleep.

The black phone in his pocket vibrated slightly, and Chen Song took it out a few minutes later, and he received a new tip message.

After clicking on it, he found that his fondness went from trustworthiness to dependency.

“Dependence? The old man..."

Chen Guo put his hand under the old man's nose and found that he was still breathing, so he sat back in position.

He continued to look at the phone, and after his liking increased, the small name column changed, adding a line of words.

“Yin Xiao (powerful ghost): rare special abilities - peace of mind. ”

“Soul: Soothing ghosts, washing souls. ”

Put away your black phone, Chan Gong, this is why every time you come to accompany the elderly, the old man can fall asleep quickly.

Not only because the little one is the granddaughter of the old man, it reassures the old man, but also because she has the ability to have such a warm soul.