The Secret to Picking Up Girls

"Yes! That's great, I'm not scared with you here." Zhou Qing MM was instantly happy that Zhang Yuze had agreed, as if a great weight had been lifted from her heart.

Zhang Yuze accompanied Zhou Qing to the place where she had dropped the tray earlier. Although Zhou Qing had tried her best to calm herself, perhaps the scene she had just witnessed had left too deep an impression on her mind. Even with Zhang Yuze by her side, she still appeared cautious and fearful.

Zhang Yuze, like Zhou Qing, closely watched the surroundings. While others might doubt Zhou Qing's words, Zhang Yuze believed them without question. After all, he had also seen the two figures earlier. However, Zhang Yuze couldn't be sure what they were. Could they really be Heibai Wuchang? Zhang Yuze absolutely refused to believe in such nonexistent things. He believed that even those black and white figures were just people pretending to be ghosts, their purpose being nothing more than to deceive others. But what was the purpose of their painstaking efforts in creating this illusion?

A gust of cold wind blew from the side, causing both of them to shiver. Although the weather in the south was gradually turning cold, this gust of wind was extremely strange, as they were currently in a corridor, and the wind was blowing horizontally across the passage, as if someone was deliberately playing games with them.

Although Zhou Qing hadn't noticed anything, her heart felt inexplicably cold, as if she had sensed something. She tightly held onto Zhang Yuze's arm with both hands, leaning against Zhang Yuze's body, trembling all over. Her beautiful eyes constantly darted around in the darkness, her small face filled with fear.

"Hmph! Pretending to be ghosts!" Zhang Yuze frowned, and the Qianlong True Art within him began to operate at full speed, a surge of righteousness radiating from his body.

The righteousness emanating from Zhang Yuze stirred up an invisible force, rushing back towards the surroundings. Amidst a violent surge of wind, the surroundings returned to silence, as if nothing had happened.

Zhang Yuze sighed deeply, then patted Zhou Qing MM, who was tightly hiding in his arms, on the shoulder and smiled, "It's okay, let's go!"

"Mmm!" Zhou Qing raised her small head from Zhang Yuze's arms, somewhat bewildered, and looked around with some suspicion. In fact, she didn't know what had happened, she was just a little suspicious.

The two arrived at the internal medicine ward located in the main diagnosis building. As Zhang Yuze and Zhou Qing walked in, an extremely strong smell of medicine wafted out, making Zhang Yuze feel a little choked up, and he couldn't help but rub his nose.

This ward was considered one of the larger ones in the internal medicine department, with six beds neatly arranged on each side. However, the six girls on the beds had pale faces and purple lips, and their eyes were all tightly closed. Moreover, each girl's face looked much thinner. If it weren't for the slight breathing from their nostrils, Zhang Yuze would have almost mistaken them for dead people.