Because Yui Hatano insisted on thanking him, Alexander wasted two hours.
The closing time of the clinic was getting closer and closer, Alexander had to hurry up, otherwise, it would be difficult to complete the target number of consultations for the day.
"Excuse me, is Dr. Charles inside?"
Not long after, a male ghost who was as thin as a skeleton, with two big black eye circles, and looking young, staggered over in three steps.
"I am, you are…" Alexander's face was strange.
Having been in the horror world for so long, he had seen ghosts holding their heads, burnt to death, and even crushed into meat slices by road rollers.
But this was the first time he had seen such a weak one. Was this guy pampered to death by seventeen or eighteen women when he was alive? If there were a few less people, he wouldn't look so weak!
