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"Are you saying that after the chair was disposed of, the ghost of the deceased was still seen in the hospital?"

"Yes. And... and it was not next to the hospital bed, but inside the hospital. The nurse on duty saw it. That person was in the corridor. At two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, it was almost the time when the old lady died. That person People were walking in the corridor, looking from ward to ward, as if they were looking for someone... She didn't recognize him at first, and thought it was a family member who was accompanying him to do something, so he went up to ask the person. The person passed through her..."

"..."

"Huh... that little nurse might have been frightened, or she might have been really affected by something. She fell seriously ill that day and collapsed before the shift was over. She later resigned. After that, other nurses on duty also saw it. A little bit There was no other way... She would go into the ward and look at the beds one by one. She would touch the patients and their families. Many people were sick for no apparent reason, with colds, fevers, palpitations, asthma, and body aches... all kinds of problems... ...The hospital also thought of a way. The normal way...the chair was thrown away, thrown into the recycling bin, and the garbage dump, but...but it would appear again, just in the warehouse...just like that... "

"Has the hospital hired anyone to handle it?"

"Yes. We also invite people... In fact, we also have some superstitious ideas here. We have seen too many dead people, too many living and dead people, but there are still some... our new little nurse will buy some gold jewelry, and will There are thoughts in this regard. The elderly also have some...more or less. Some are hallucinations and scare themselves, and some are...they say the hospital is not clean, but it may be true...I have really tried various methods. ! I have also thought of ways to do this! I secretly smeared the incense burner ashes on the chair and rubbed the amulet obtained from the temple. I think I have also sent the chair to the temple before. "

"It's no use?"

"No……"

"Then let us give it a try."

"Huh?"

"There is always a way to solve it. Besides, it wouldn't be appropriate to put it in a hospital and let the patient's family bear the burden, right?"

"It's not like we...the extracardiac mortality rate was particularly high during the period when we put it away. Surgical complications, problems discovered in preoperative examinations, and the family members and doctors...there was really nothing we could do. "

"Yeah. So, leave it to us for now."

"..."

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Take away a folding chair to accompany the hospital bed.

The identity of the ghost was confirmed to be Li Baiqing. Attached: Li Baiqing’s archives.

November 7, 2007, dealing with problem chairs. Video file 04420071107.avi.

In the center of the video is a brown chair. The cushions and seat cushions are very thick and appear to be removable. The frame of the chair is a metal tube two fingers thick, with curvatures where edges should be. There is some rust and damage and it looks a little dirty.

There is a faint yin and ominous atmosphere on the chair.

Wu Ling's figure appeared on the screen.

Wu Ling's body blocked the camera, and he could only watch her tinkering for a while, stretching the chair and flattening it.

The seat and back cushions are unfolded and transformed into a mattress with raised pillows.

The chair turned into a simple single bed.

In the lens, the Yin Qi changes subtly, the mattress sinks, and the outline of a human body appears, as if someone is lying on it.

There is always noise in the video, and after listening carefully, I realized that it seemed to be the sound of chanting sutras.

The voice didn't belong to anyone in Aoba. The voice was unfamiliar, and it sounded like the voice played by a tape recorder.

The human figure on the mattress is getting clearer and clearer. You can see the head, neck, shoulders, torso, limbs...

The man was lying on his back, suddenly turned over and turned his head slightly, as if he was restless in sleep.

With the change, the blurry figure of the man appeared in the lens.

She was a middle-aged woman with gray hair on her temples, and it could be seen that she had dyed her hair before. She was wearing a summer dress, and her appearance was no different from that of an ordinary retired middle-aged woman. There are wrinkles on the face. Because of frowning, the wrinkles on the face become more obvious.

She didn't open her eyes, and tossed and turned on the simple bed for a while, moaning sadly, as if she was being invaded by a nightmare and couldn't wake up.

There was a snap, as if someone clapped their hands.

The chanting stopped abruptly. The woman opened her eyes as if frightened. After a while, her vision regained focus. She turned her eyes and scanned her surroundings.

"Ms. Li Baiqing." Wu Ling's voice sounded.

The woman turned her head, looked in one direction, and moved her lips.

"You should go and be reincarnated." Wu Ling's voice was calm, "It's time to leave."

The woman was stunned for a long time, then slowly sat up from the bed, still turning her head and looking around.

"This is not your home, nor is it a hospital. Your mother should have been reincarnated. Your family has also moved on from grief. You should also move on," Wu Ling said.

The yin energy in the woman's body was not violent, but it revealed her mood just like the expression on her face.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Your mother's death has nothing to do with you. Your death can't change anything." Wu Ling added.

The woman covered her face and suddenly burst into tears.

Her Yin Qi fluctuated violently.

Wu Ling took a step forward, holding something in his hand.

Crying, suffering.

The woman's cries convey her emotions.

The Yin Qi in her body is rising, but the ominous Qi is weakening.

That weird aura is very much like the ghost of a resentful woman named Huilan.

After a while, these fluctuations disappeared, and her breathing became extremely stable.

Putting down her hands, there were no tears on her face, and her eyes were extremely empty.

Wu Ling sighed.

Following that sigh, the sound of chanting began again.

The woman's soul seemed to be pulled, a painful expression appeared on her face, and the outline of her body was distorted.

A few seconds later, the simple bed collapsed, as if the metal pipe used as a support had broken.

The chair was destroyed and the woman disappeared.

The chanting stopped.

Gu Mo interrupted from outside the screen and asked, "Okay?"

"Um."

"Xu——" Gu Mo breathed out, "You don't need me to listen to those recordings, do you?"

Nangong Yao asked: "Are you afraid?"

"Nonsense. Hospital! How troublesome!" Gu Mo said angrily, "That's torture, okay! Do you dare to go to the hospital?"

"If you must go, you have to go bravely."

"cut--"

Liu Miao's voice appeared on the screen, cleaning up the remains of the chair.

"That hospital..." Wu Ling suddenly spoke.

"What?" Gu Mo suddenly became nervous.

"It makes me feel very uncomfortable," Wu Ling said.

"Um."

"Boss, you feel it too?" Liu Miao turned around and said in surprise.

"certainly."

Liu Miao rubbed the back of his head, "I thought it was my imagination. But... I didn't see anything. It's quite strange."

"A place like a hospital shouldn't be weird no matter how strange it is, right?" Gu Mo said, "This matter has been resolved and it has nothing to do with us anymore!"

"Um……"

Video ends.

On November 9, 2007, it was confirmed that the client's son had completed the operation and that the client was in bed with him that night and was safe.

On November 11, 2007, the client's son was discharged from the hospital.

On November 11, 2007, the commission ended.