After forcing the cubicle door open, Chen Ge immediately squatted down when he saw Qu Changlin collapsed on the ground. "Are you alright?"
Seeing the man enter, Qu Changlin's first reaction was not to ask for help but to try and retreat as fast as he could. He held both of his hands over his face, like if he could not see anything, the monster outside the door would not exist.
"What's wrong? Are you hurt? Do you need me to call the emergency number?"
Chen Ge's voice was laced with concern. In Qu Changlin's memory, ghosts would not ask questions like that. The fingers that shielded his face opened a slight gap, and Qu Changlin peered at Chen Ge through it.
