"Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen?"

Li Yingzhu called out twice, but Shen Rongzhao didn't make any movement.

I saw that the rain outside had become lighter, but it was still raining continuously. The surrounding area was deserted and densely forested.

In an environment like this, the Yin Qi is at its strongest, and there are inevitably many ghosts and ghosts.

Shen Rongzhao is now weak. He is just a walking piece of fat. The wandering ghosts passing by want to swallow him.

Staying here all the time is not an option.

Li Yingzhu took Shen Rongzhao's mobile phone on the bridge, held Shen Rongzhao's hand, and unlocked it with his fingerprint.

She looked through the call records and saw the call she made during the time she was dealing with Zhang Qixing. The caller was shown as "Zheng Haoci."

Li Ying candle broadcasted back.

"Hello, is this Dr. Zheng?"

There was silence for a while on the other end of the phone, and he asked in a gentle voice, "Who are you? Why do you have Shen Rongzhao's phone number? As far as I know, he does not have a girlfriend or female assistant."

Li Yingzhu smiled and said, "Now we have it. Dr. Zheng, don't talk nonsense. Shen Rongzhao is sick now and is unconscious. We are in the suburbs and cannot go back. Dr. Zheng is Shen Rongzhao's trusted friend. He can Could you please come and pick us up?"

"Send me the address."

More than an hour later, Zheng Haoci's car drove to the ruins of the factory.

Li Yingzhu directly picked up Shen Rongzhao, which shocked Zheng Haoci.

"Ms. Li, you really don't need my help?"

Li Yingzhu threw Shen Rongzhao directly into the back seat of the car.

"No, no, Dr. Zheng, I can still do this little thing. Even though he looks strong, he actually doesn't have much meat."

Zheng Haoci was speechless. Does this little girl think Shen Rongzhao has "little meat"? Where does this natural divine power come from?

Huici Private Hospital.

When Shen Rongzhao woke up, he found that his fever had subsided.

Li Yingzhu sat beside her bed, chewing McDonald's.

"Mr. Shen, are you awake?"

Li Yingzhu spoke vaguely, without delaying chewing in her mouth. She looked a bit like the reincarnation of a starving ghost.

"Rong Zhao, you can recover so quickly, thanks to your girlfriend."

Shen Rongzhao and Li Yingzhu were stunned at the same time.

Zheng Haoci saw the reaction of the two people and understood, "Did I make a mistake? Miss Li, what did you mean on the phone?"

Li Yingzhu struggled to swallow the food in her mouth, "I mean, I am Mr. Shen's female assistant. Doctor Zheng, look at you, how do you understand this?"

A smile appeared on Zheng Haoci's elegant and handsome face, "I'm sorry."

Li Yingzhu curled her lips, but also secretly looked at Shen Rongzhao.

Shen Rongzhao looked sick. His shirt was wet and clung to his well-shaped body, and his abdominal muscles were faintly visible. The neckline is slightly open, revealing clear collarbones.

Li Yingzhu coughed lightly, and looked away without any money.

"Brother Rong Zhao, brother Rong Zhao, are you okay?"

The familiar noise came, and Jiang Wanwan rushed to Shen Rongzhao's ward crying.

"Brother Rong Zhao, I heard that there was a fire in the factory and you fell ill. As soon as I heard the news, I almost died of anxiety and came to see you as soon as possible. How is it? Do you feel better now?"

Shen Rongzhao pressed his eyebrows with a headache, "If you could just shut up and go out from the door, I would feel much better immediately."

"How can that be done? Brother Rong Zhao, you need someone to take care of you now. How can I leave?"

joke!

It was rare for Shen Rongzhao to be in such a situation that she needed someone to take care of her. It was a good time for her to show Jiang Wanwan's attentiveness. How could she miss this opportunity so easily?

"It's enough for Li Yingzhu to be here."

Shen Rongzhao's tone was cold, without even looking at Jiang Wanwan.

Li Yingzhu was speechless, "Mr. Shen, do you really think of me as your personal assistant? Even a mule is useless. Haven't I done enough? Now you still treat me as a nanny. It's so unethical." ”

Shen Rongzhao said two words lightly, "More money."

Li Yingzhu snapped her fingers, "Deal. Miss Jiang, it's getting dark. Go back quickly. Your mother is still waiting for you to come home for dinner."

Jiang Wanwan was entangled by Huang Ling earlier and asked Li Yingzhu for help, so he had to be respectful in front of her. Now that Jiang Wanwan had nothing to do, he naturally no longer took Li Yingzhu seriously, and looked at Li Yingzhu with a displeasure.

"I said to Li Yingzhu, you can do whatever you think you are. It's enough to show off your skills. Are you rushing to work as a caregiver? Isn't there really another purpose? Yes, after all, taking shortcuts is better than working hard to catch ghosts. ."

"Jiang Wanwan." Shen Rongzhao sounded unhappy.

Jiang Wanwan said tenderly and aggrievedly, "Brother Rong Zhao, you don't understand. Some girls know people and faces but don't know their hearts. I'm doing this for your own good."

Li Yingzhu smiled and said, "Miss Jiang, you have changed your attitude too quickly. Didn't we have a good chat this morning? I thought I had weight in your heart."

Jiang Wanwan snorted coldly , "What? Didn't you take the money? It's only natural that you use money to do things. You are just a businessman. Do you really think of yourself as my savior?"

Jiang Wanwan wanted to continue to be sarcastic, but when she saw Shen Rongzhao's face getting gloomier, she closed her mouth.

"Brother Rong Zhao, you are sick, and I don't want to disturb you. I made some porridge for you, remember to drink it. I burned my hands in order to cook the porridge."

Jiang Wanwan put down the porridge he had just bought on the roadside and reluctantly walked out of the ward.

Zheng Haoci, who had been standing nearby for a long time, finally had a chance to speak.

"Miss Li, aren't you Rong Zhao's assistant? What do you mean by what Jiang Wanwan just said? Were you a theater actor before? Specializing in horror movies?"

Just as Li Yingzhu was about to reply, Jiang Wanwan shouted exaggeratedly.

"What's going on? Zheng Haoci, your hospital is forced to turn off the lights at around seven o'clock to sleep? Why don't you even leave a light on? It's so dark, how can I leave?"

Zheng Haoci was surprised, but Li Yingzhu had already walked towards the door and glanced towards the corridor. He saw that the corridor was pitch black, like a deep tunnel with no end in sight.

It was extremely quiet outside. Only a row of emergency exit lights on the walls on both sides were on, emitting a faint green light, which was strange and unusual.

Li Yingzhu withdrew her gaze, calmly returned to the bedside, quickly finished the remaining hamburgers, and began to check the equipment.

"Bring the Taomu Sword. Bring the Bagua Mirror. The Ghost Suppressing Talisman... seems to be a little less in number, but it should be able to withstand it."

Shen Rongzhao looked at Li Yingzhu for a few seconds, his expression became heavy.

"What's going on?" Zheng Haoci walked to the door, "Even if the lights in the ward are turned off, why is there no one in the corridor? Where are the doctors and nurses on duty?"

Zheng Haoci frowned and dialed the phone.

"Hey, Nurse Wu, are you on duty on the seventh floor today? Why are all the lights on this floor turned off? You can't even hear a sound."

There was a "rustling" noise from the phone.

"Nurse Wu?"

The signal became clear again, and Nurse Wu's cold, mechanical voice sounded.

"Dean Zheng, I'm going over right now, you... must wait for me."