The guy who claimed he didn't believe in ghosts was scared too, because he saw it too!

What they saw disappeared in the blink of an eye!

He swallowed and said, "Maybe someone just ran by..."

Another guy holding a phone was shaking with fear, "Normal people can't walk that fast. The smooth trajectory just now doesn't look like running either..."

Suddenly, a pale face leaned down from above and spoke in a harsh, cold tone, "What are you doing here?"

The two guys and the audience in the live broadcast!!!

"Ahhh--"

The two guys who didn't believe in ghosts ran away.

Kellen sneered coldly. Those with no courage shouldn't come to a place like this.

Those who don't know fear don't know how they might die one day.

Kellen retreated and truly left the Fourth Hospital.

The next day.

Mrs. Alana took Zion, Susie, and Wade to the hospital.

Lucy was caught by her dad for not doing her homework all day and wasn't allowed to go out.

When Susie saw Grandma Chloe taking Zion to the hospital, she said she wanted to go too. Wade naturally followed when he saw Susie going.

Hamza wanted to go too, but he didn't want to seem like he was sticking to his little sister too much.

Embarrassing.

Susie climbed onto the chair in the book bar and poked her head out from above Hamza's book, "Big brother, are you coming or not?"

Hamza had no expression on his face and was uninterested, "Boring."

Susie pouted, "Fine~ Then we're leaving. You better behave at home!"

Hamza remained silent.

Did she think he was one of them? And she even said "behave"? How childish.

Hamza managed to hold back until the sound of their car engine disappeared. He finally put down his book and stretched his neck slightly to take a look.

Alex's voice suddenly rang out, "Do you want it? Sun Goku, if you want it, just speak up. How do I know if you don't say anything?"

Hamza suddenly stared at Alex.

Just now, Mrs. Alana said she was going to the hospital and couldn't take Alex with her, but... Susie loves this parrot so much, she must want to take it with her, right?

Well, he reluctantly agreed to take it for her, after all, Hamza always said to take care of his sister more, and he listened to Hamza.

Alex looked at Hamza pondering and said, "Although you are looking at me with sincerity, you still have to tell me what you want. Do you really want it? If you want it, I will give it to you. If you want me, how could I not give it to you? It's impossible that you want me, and I don't give it to you, and you don't want me but I give it to you. Let's talk it out! Now I count to three, you have to make it clear if you want it or not..."

This paragraph is a line from the TV series "Journey to the West", spoken by the verbose Master Tang.

Alex learned it verbatim, chattering and babbling, and even had a bit of Master Tang's temperament.

Hamza grabbed its neck and said expressionlessly, "Noisy!"

Alex, "Gah-gah! Let go of your grandpa, help, help! Child trafficking!"

Hamza couldn't take it anymore and turned in a different direction, holding it by its wings.

Alex, "You camper, I really admire you! It's my good fortune to have you as my friend! If you have the guts, put me down and let's fight one-on-one!"

Hamza arrived at Susie's room, picked up the pet carrier, and stuffed Alex inside.

Alex was angry.

Just as Hamza was about to leave, he heard the squawking parrot jumping around in the carrier, "Wait, at least bring my good friend SpongeBob SquarePants with me!"

It also said a few lines from SpongeBob SquarePants, and coincidentally, Grandpa Turtle crawled out from under the table, holding a seaweed in its mouth, and Hamza stuffed it in too.

Grandpa Turtle, "?"

It just took a walk, what's wrong with it?

In the hospital, in the neurology department.

Mrs. Alana chose to go to the public hospital where Ryan works instead of a private hospital. She had time and preferred the doctors in public hospitals who were not as profit driven as those in private hospitals.

Finally, it was Mrs. Alana's turn, and she entered the consultation room with Zion, her grandson, who had a bunch of carrots with him.

The doctor was startled and asked, "Who is the patient?"

Mrs. Alana shouted, "It's my grandson, Zion," and pushed him onto a chair.

Zion sat on the chair, confused.

There was a sign on the table with the doctor's name, who was a chief physician in the Department of Pediatric Neurology.

Wait a minute, this is the Pediatric Neurology department?

And they want to examine him?

Zion looked up in surprise.

Mrs. Alana said, "When my grandson was two or three years old, he fell from the balcony on the second floor."

"We were not at home at that time... He crawled back on his own, and we didn't know about it."

"Now that he has grown up, he is becoming more and more unresponsive as he grows older. Look at him now, I guess he just realized he needs medical attention."

Mrs. Alana looked worried, and she couldn't help but blame herself. Whatever the reason for the past, they had neglected Zion.

The doctor looked at Zion and said, "Come on, stick out your tongue and let me see. Ahh..."

Zion remained silent.

The doctor patiently said, holding a cotton swab, "Open your mouth and say ahh..."

Zion thought to himself, "What the heck, I don't want to see a doctor!"

He pursed his lips and refused to open his mouth.

He was not sick. If he had a problem, wouldn't he know it himself?

Zion looked unhappy and stood up, ready to leave.

There was no way he was going to see a doctor. Even if the emperor himself came and threw him from the second floor, he wouldn't act like a fool and see a doctor for this kind of thing!

When Zion stood up, two soft little hands suddenly reached out beside him. Susie hugged Zion and patted his thigh, saying, "Brother, sit down quickly and be good!

The doctor wants you to open your mouth, not stand up!" Zion looked down at Susie, while Panko had a worried and concerned look, holding him tightly as if afraid he would run away.

In his big watery eyes, there was a hint of the affection of an old father. remained silent.

Zion obediently sat down and reluctantly opened his mouth.

The doctor was speechless for a moment. Well, it seems that his reaction is a bit slow... After a routine examination, the doctor could not find any problems.

Based on his many years of medical experience, Zion is fine. Even if there is a problem, it is not a big problem. At least it is not an emergency where he will be in danger and pass away tonight.

The doctor recorded on the computer while saying, "This kind of situation is better to come early for a check-up, but to be honest, even if so many years have passed, there usually won't be any sudden problems." "Some children may look like they are a bit slow, but in fact, they may not be slow.

It may be that the reaction speed expressed externally is not so fast, but the thoughts in their minds may not be slow." "For such children, as long as they find a suitable field for them, they can be more focused than anyone else and excel in the field. They can leave others behind."

Mrs. Alana suddenly remembered that Zion was very good at playing games and twitched her mouth. Is his area of focus, gaming? This...this must be treated!

Mrs. Alana is an elderly person, and her ideas are somewhat traditional. Although there are now professional gaming careers, she still feels that this line of work is not a long-term solution.

The doctor continued, "But if you are still worried, you can check it out and do a brain CT scan." Zion, Ha ha, they actually said he was slow? What CT scan, he doesn't want to do that. If his classmates find out, they will laugh and say he has a problem with his brain.

Zion was about to speak when Susie, who was pinching her fingers beside him, suddenly said, "Brother, let's check it out! Be good!"

Zion remained silent.

He had just lifted his butt two centimeters, and now he sat back obediently.