Chapter 1619: 1566: The Spot in Hai Cheng with the Most Deaths per Unit Area

Using the dim starlight, Zheng Ren saw Xie Yiren sitting at the doorway, while Miao Xiaohua was farther away, hiding in the corner with her arms around her knees, crying.

A long-haired woman squatted to one side, speaking to the air.

Her system panel was red, with several diagnoses appearing before her.

Zheng Ren didn't have time to look at the diagnoses; he casually flipped the switch, and as the lights came on, he held Xie Yiren in his arms.

He put away his knife, then felt Xie Yiren's carotid artery.

The pulse was strong, completely fine.

Her skin was a bit cool, with cold sweat; likely an overreaction to fright, causing a stress response from sympathetic nervous excitation.

Xie Yiren trembled all over, clutching Zheng Ren tightly, unable to utter a word.

Zheng Ren turned sideways to examine her eyes.

Her pupils reacted sharply to light, and her brain seemed fine.

She had no external injuries; she was simply frightened.

Zheng Ren let out a breath; at that moment his heart finally began to race.

Before, he had been too tense, his body overly tight, hormone levels sky‑high, and those chaotic reactions had already subsided.

In an instant he felt alright; as long as Xie Yiren was safe and whole in his arms, he feared nothing, no matter what happened.

Only now did his body show the corresponding reaction.

But Zheng Ren didn't notice. He only knew that holding Xiao Yi Ren in his arms made him feel he possessed the whole world.

"What's going on?" Su Yun asked, frowning.

Xie Yiren was still shivering, wanting to speak but unable to.

Zheng Ren stroked her head, then looked at the long‑haired girl.

She seemed not to notice anyone entering, instead staring at the empty air, talking to someone.

"I know someone is aiming a sniper rifle at me, so I've been hiding. Every place I've stayed is safe."

"Hmm, I know."

"His family are wealthy tycoons in Modu; they oppose the marriage and will surely kill me. Can you help me?"

Her voice was clear and mournful.

Zheng Ren understood at once.

If it were pitch dark and there was someone like that muttering to the air nearby, even I would be startled.

Wait, the system panel…

What are the diagnoses?

Zheng Ren focused his gaze on the girl's system panel, stunned for a moment.

"It's probably a nerve problem," Su Yun asked.

"You mean there's a mental issue?" Zheng Ren corrected.

Although the words follow each other smoothly, their meanings are completely different.

Su Yun was somewhat annoyed; she hadn't finished her meal, was nervously akin to having hijacked a car, rushed over, encountered a madman, and was even rebuked by Zheng Ren.

What is all this? Chaotic mess!

He was bold, with Zheng Ren beside him, so he felt no fear. Stepping forward, Su Yun asked, "Do you know who you are?"

The girl didn't answer him at all, merely speaking to a nameless presence in the empty air.

"Don't disturb her," Zheng Ren said calmly. "Call 120 emergency."

"Boss, should we go to the psychiatric hospital?" Su Yun asked, pulling out her phone.

"It's not a mental illness; first go to the emergency department." Zheng Ren said. "Also, call her parents and tell them to come back quickly."

Su Yun glanced at Zheng Ren, who was desperately flaunting his affection here, while she had to run around busy.

Forget it; she couldn't beat him anyway.

Recalling the door of the emergency treatment room, it seemed sturdy, but this guy kicked it flying.

He's really hot‑tempered; Director Pan will have something to complain about later. This door is quite valuable. Everything in the hospital is pricey; anyway, that was the quote when it was built.

Su Yun was thinking, when suddenly she recalled the point Zheng Ren had just made,

"It's not a mental problem?"

He glanced doubtfully at Miao Xiaohua's cousin and asked, "Boss, tell me, this isn't a mental illness, is it?"

"Don't hastily diagnose a mental illness." Zheng Ren said. "Let's go to the hospital first."

Su Yun observed carefully, realizing Zheng Ren was serious; her astonishment was beyond compare.

Could it be that something ghostly in the room has possessed the boss?

A strange idea popped into Su Yun's mind.

Impossible—with his hard, stone‑like physique, he could throw a dog and make it tumble. His yang energy is abundant; he could repel a hundred evils.

What kind of spirit would be so blind as to possess him?

Weird… Su Yun cautiously observed Miao Xiaohua's cousin again.

She sat cross‑legged on the floor, hair disheveled, skin pallid, with bluish veins standing out starkly against her pale skin.

It looked like some eerie totem pattern, appearing weird and frightening under the incandescent light.

And yet the boss still says it's not a mental illness?

Could it be that his own words have come true, and this guy's psychological disorder has become severe?

Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren in surprise.

"What are you wildly speculating about?" Zheng Ren snapped. "Go get checked; if he's to be sent to a psychiatric hospital, his parents must arrange it."

Su Yun nodded; now she understood.

There are few people here; it looks gloomy and lacks any vitality.

I guess Zheng Ren is heading for the Emergency Department; there, there's really no talk of ghosts and gods.

Speaking of the dead, the Emergency Department's resuscitation room is likely the place in Hai Cheng with the most deaths per unit area.

The second most is the Oncology Department's ward.

Su Yun hesitated for a moment, reached out and pulled out a Shou Bing knife. Then he waved his hand, taking Zheng Ren's Shou Bing knife as well.

He removed the blade, placed it aside where it wouldn't be in the way, then walked over to Miao Xiaohua's side and asked, 'Are you okay?'

Miao Xiaohua clung to her legs, sobbing continuously, looking thoroughly frightened.

"Hey, wake up, it's okay." Su Yun patted Miao Xiaohua's shoulder, keeping his body in a defensive stance, fearing that Miao Xiaohua's cousin behind him might suddenly lash out.

In his view, Miao Xiaohua's cousin was a mental patient, capable of anything without surprise.

After calling out for a full three minutes, Miao Xiaohua finally came to her senses under Su Yun's loud shout.

She was truly frightened, but now wasn't the time to comfort her; seeing Miao Xiaohua about to burst into tears, Su Yun roared, 'Hold it back!'

"..."

With a loud shout, not only did Miao Xiaohua freeze, but even her cousin, who had been muttering to the air, turned her gaze over.

His gaze was somewhat vacant; Su Yun felt it was absolutely not a human's gaze.

Any female creature seeing itself would release a large amount of hormone. Staring at oneself so coldly, it must be possessed by a male ghost—surely!

Being looked at by her gave him the creeps; Su Yun immediately narrowed his eyes, locking gazes with Miao Xiaohua's cousin without backing down.

At this moment, it was all about grit; whether human or ghost, old me wouldn't be afraid of you? Su Yun thought to himself.

"Uncle, are you here to kill me?" the girl asked.

"Boss, look, I just said there's something wrong with your mind." Su Yun stared at the girl's eyes, "Why do you call me uncle?"

Zheng Ren shook his head and said, "Don't worry about her, be careful not to hurt her; you ask for the phone, I'll call 120."

Saying that, he took out his phone.