Weird recovery: This popular science anchor is inhuman

Chapter 59

"What, you want to take him to the morgue?"

The doctors were shocked.

Where is the mortuary? Which normal person has nothing to do and runs to the morgue in the middle of the night?

Whether there are ghosts or not, that place is gloomy and cold. I used to feel scary, let alone go in and walk around.

"Crazy?"

"Drink fake wine, you!"

Yu Hui shook his head calmly, still smiling, the same old smile, "That's right, I plan to accompany him down together, and walk around the mortuary to see if there are any ghosts."

"Ha ha…"

The corner of the doctor's mouth twitched, and he accompanied you to the morgue in the middle of the night, just to prove that this guy is not sick.

Do you think I'm mentally ill?
"I am a firm materialist modern person. If you believe in science, there are no ghosts in the world."

Yu Hui insisted: "In order to prove my point, now I want to take him to the morgue and test it myself."

Psychiatrists: "..."

"Awesome..."

"Hang!"

Yu Hui: "So are you going?"

"Don't go."

Yu Hui: "Then can I take him there?"

"Go, go, go, go, go."

"Ok."

talking.

The rope on Yang Ming's body was untied, and he was put down from the stretcher. Several doctors around him stared at him with extra vigilance, for fear that something might happen to this guy again.

Out of bondage, he finally realized the value of freedom.

At this moment, he was very excited and couldn't wait to run to Song Xia's side, "Mr. Song! Why are you here too! There are so many live broadcast equipment, are you going to the mortuary? Don't go there, it's really haunted Yes, very dangerous."

"Are we really going to take him down with us?"

Song Xia asked suspiciously, after all, he was also present at Yang Ming's live broadcast last night, and he was the one who encouraged Yang Ming to come closer to let him see the ghost, otherwise he would not be injured, or even be misunderstood as mentally ill.

"If we don't take him with us, how can we go to the morgue openly?"

Song Xia: "It makes sense..."

Hearing Yu Hui's words, Yang Ming's face turned pale, his pupils trembled, and his voice trembled.

I just opened my eyes and want me to send it?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Whoever wants to go will go.

"I won't go, I won't go to the morgue, there are ghosts down there, there really are ghosts! I saw it with my own eyes!"

"Aren't you going?" Yu Hui leaned close to his ear, and took out the photo he just took on his phone, "You don't want to be seen by netizens, Brother Gui, for your embarrassed appearance."

Yang Ming: "..."

"Haha, don't panic, start the live broadcast first, let's go down together, and see what kind of brat can scare you like this."

"Come on, don't panic, just smile, smile happily, and let's take a photo with the three of us."

Yu Hui opened the small station and took a photo with the two people around him. The background was the gate of the First Hospital.

Post updates.

[I encountered a ghost lighting a lamp at the entrance of the hospital. The original two-person live broadcast was changed to a three-person live broadcast. The three-person team will visit the mortuary again]

The accompanying picture shows Yang Ming's pale face, a bitter melon-like smile, and two sincere smiles from Song Xia and Yu Hui.

"???"

"Damn it, I really went offline to kill ghosts and light lamps, and I brought Teacher Song along with me, awesome."

"Are you kidding me? I just turned around and stabbed me in the back just after my Nima and Ghost Lighting fans sprayed each other back?"

"It's not offline solo kills, I don't quite agree."

"I thought the anchor was already invincible, but I didn't expect the ghost to light the lamp more fiercely than the anchor. I was so frightened that I was hospitalized for the third time, and I dared to commit suicide."

"As expected of a ghost lighting a lamp, it's either trying to die, or it's on the way to die. This fate is really hard."

"I was so scared that I fainted last night, and I went to give away the head again today? Awesome."

"It has to be my ghost brother, persevering in spite of all setbacks, and a mere life, so don't worry about it."

The fans on both sides had just been tearing each other up, and the anchors on both sides actually got together, which made the fans on both sides a little confused.

What the hell is going on?
Am I getting it wrong?There is no conflict between the anchors, are they all people with a heart who are taking the rhythm?

The established top [-] did not suppress the new anchors, but someone with a heart is setting the pace, deliberately provoking a war between the two sides?

So the two people who were chatting with each other in the comment area yesterday suddenly greeted each other enthusiastically.

"Dude, you were so fierce yesterday, I can't stand it."

"You are more fierce, with strong fighting power, and you are still so durable. You have been working all night. It is too powerful. I am exhausted."

"You're not bad, and you can hold on all night, you have good physical strength."

"..."

time flies.

At about eleven o'clock, everyone in the hospital was asleep, and the taxis parked at the door also left one by one, empty.

The three people who were supposed to be live broadcasting had all prepared their equipment and were ready to go in at the door.

At this time, the hospital was quiet, and only the incandescent lights flickered in the hall.

"Are you all ready?"

Yu Hui looked at the two of them.

"no problem."

Song Xia, who came to participate in the spiritual experience for the first time, seemed enthusiastic. Although it was eleven o'clock in the evening, his spirit was not tired at all.

On the other hand, the ghost lighting around him is sluggish shoulder to shoulder. He just experienced a shock yesterday, and today he was messed up by the people in the mental hospital. Legs, when you run for a while, you can escape faster.

"Start broadcasting."

The three came to the camera together, and as soon as the live broadcast room opened, the heads of the three were leaning together.

"Hi everyone, I'm Yu Hui."

"I'm Song Xia."

"I'm a wronged species..."

Yu Hui: "..."

Song Xia: "..."

"Tonight, the three of us will go to explore the legendary haunted area of ​​the First Hospital. Everyone knows that Brother Gui secretly went to the mortuary live broadcast last night. He was very frightened by the two ghosts inside, so today we specially watch it. Look how terrifying the monsters are."

"It's the first hospital at eleven o'clock. It can be seen that the hospital is quiet and no one can be seen. This is the time when ghosts are active. We must meet the right things at the right time."

"Also, please believe in science."

Yu Hui made an opening remark when he saw it, and the two people around him unconsciously became tense, subconsciously moved a little closer to Yu Hui, and each of them grabbed his arm.

"So the right time, the right thing, can be used in this place?"

"Anchor, I understand..."

"Brother Gui is really wronged, every time he is unlucky, it is him, and it is Brother Yu who picks up the cheap..."

"Dream linkage, the supernatural zone and the physical zone's grandma will broadcast a live broadcast to explore spirits, so should I believe in feudal superstition or believe in science?"

"I can't fix it, Mr. Song, why did you appear in this place? Hey, you are a physics teacher, you have to believe in science!"

"Ghosts of wronged species light lamps and send heads online."

"An anchor in the supernatural zone told me to make me believe in science. Who would have thought that he would broadcast all kinds of unscientific things two days ago."

"Gentlemen, start your performance."

　Seek three consecutive, three consecutive, and follow up.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)