Zhou Ze, who was standing outside the ward, was waiting for Old Zhang's soul to appear. If he made it flashier, he could even send flowers and a microphone,
he asked Old Zhang to talk about his glorious speech.
Unfortunately, the number of people in this world who could see the souls of the dead could be counted on one hand
Otherwise, he could really ask Old Zhang to give a national tour of advanced deeds report or something.
However, suddenly, a gust of wind blew.
The lights in the corridor suddenly trembled collectively,
ordinary people might not think much of it, but it was normal for the voltage to suddenly have some problems.
However, Zhou Ze's body suddenly trembled. He immediately pushed open the door of the intensive care unit and rushed in. However, a black shadow was faster than Zhou Ze. It directly passed over the top of the hospital bed and flew out of the window.
