Doctor Gao hugged his heavily-injured wife and leaned against the blood pool. He reached his hand into his white coat. He was barely standing, and Chen Ge knew that he had no energy left to pose a threat. Yet, in that condition, Doctor Gao still had a smile on his face, and that smile made Chen Ge uncomfortable. The blood world was collapsing, and the flesh that made up the walls and floor lost its color. Even the blood rain was drying up.
"I am familiar with every single Specter that you have, including Men Nan from the Third Sick Hall. I've predicted everything, and this scenario did cross my mind a few times." Doctor Gao took out a sticky notebook that was covered with blood from his pocket and tossed it at Chen Ge.
