Qin Guangwang replied: "Well, Brother Ye, after that little ghost escaped, another one got away as well. So now there are two little ghosts that have fled. I apologize for the inconvenience... [doge's expression]" Damn it! Christopher Yard couldn't help but curse when he saw Qin Guangwang's reply. One ghost was already troublesome enough, and now there were two more. Would he still be able to have a pleasant time? At the thought of this, Christopher Yard suddenly felt a chill in the bathroom. In many horror movies, ghosts often emerged from the bathroom. Now, there might suddenly be more little ghosts crawling out of the toilet. Christopher Yard shivered. Why did he have to be the one to catch the ghosts? He quickly sent another message to Qin Guangwang: "You better hurry up and bring me the ghost-catching equipment. I'll go catch one of the little ghosts right away. [disdainful expression]" Upon seeing Christopher Yard's message, Qin Guangwang sent over the prepared wooden sword, yellow talisman, and ghost-seeking compass. In Christopher Yard's hands, these three items appeared. The wooden sword also had red, chaotic characters on it, just like the yellow talisman. In the middle of the sword, there was a white circular hole. The patterns on the yellow talisman were the same. No matter how Christopher Yard looked at them, he couldn't understand their meaning. Just like the wooden sword, there were red, chaotic characters on it, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't decipher their meaning. Helpless, Christopher Yard chose not to look at them directly. When he saw the ghost-seeking compass, he noticed that it was black and had a pointer on it. However, there was something strange about it - there was a black dot on it. "Mr. Cannes, what is this black dot on the ghost-seeking compass?" Christopher Yard couldn't help but send a message to Qin Guangwang and ask. Upon seeing Christopher Yard's question, Qin Guangwang was a bit confused. He blinked and then sent a message back to Christopher Yard: "What else could it be? It's just those two escaped little ghosts. [picking nose expression]" Damn it! The black dot is a little ghost!Christopher Yard wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. Originally, he wanted to ask what the black dot really was, but Qin Guangwang directly said that it was a little ghost. He was also completely confused. After that, Christopher Yard looked at these items and then put them all into Mind Space Storage. When he came out of the bathroom, he found Jian Mang still there. Jian Mang looked at Christopher Yard with a strange expression on his face. He had been in there for so long. Could it be that he was really scared and went to the bathroom? "How about now? Are you still nervous?" Jian Mang looked helplessly at Christopher Yard and said. Christopher Yard rolled his eyes and thought, "Damn it, didn't I go to get ghost-catching tools from Qin Guangwang? You should know that this ghost is attached to your father's body, not easy to deal with." After that, Christopher Yard didn't waste any more words and went back to the house with Jian Mang. When Christopher Yard was about to treat Jian Dong, Jian Xue reached out her hand and stopped him. "Please wait, the doctor I invited will be here soon. If you don't mind, let them treat my father first."Upon hearing Jian Xue's words, Christopher Yard shrugged, indicating that he didn't mind. After all, this person was not his father, so he wasn't in a hurry. It all depended on Jian Mang's decision. Jian Mang, who was next to them, was obviously unhappy when he heard Jian Xue's words. His sister always wanted to surpass him and even tried to test Christopher Yard's strength on the plane before. Jian Mang didn't care about these things, but now it was about treating their father's illness. She still wanted to compete, as if she regarded her father's illness as a joke. How could Jian Mang be happy about this? "Sister, when will the doctor you invited come?" Jian Mang's face turned cold, and his complexion became a little gloomy as he spoke slowly. In response, Jian Xue's face still had a faint expression. She raised her right hand, looked at her watch, and then closed her eyes. "Soon, at most five minutes." Jian Mang took a deep breath. If it was five minutes, he could wait. But if that person didn't come after five minutes, he wouldn't waste any more words with Jian Xue. He was extremely worried about his father's illness, and every minute mattered.About three minutes later, Christopher Yard saw a doctor wearing a white coat walking towards them from a distance, carrying a box in his hand. He quickly arrived in front of Christopher Yard and the others. Christopher Yard took a careful look at the person in front of him. This person was different from what Christopher Yard had imagined an old man to be. He was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a faint sharpness in his eyes. His arms looked strong and powerful. When he saw Christopher Yard, he seemed to have sensed something, and a hint of surprise quickly appeared in his eyes. However, this surprise quickly turned into a disdainful expression. Although he was a doctor, being so young, his medical skills were unlikely to be impressive. The older a person is, the better their medical skills tend to be. This rule is almost ironclad, but it doesn't apply to Wan Xiaowen. He was just in his forties and had already reached his current level. He easily defeated Lohan Morrison and even had a match with Hideyoshi Toyotomi. The first round was a draw, but before the match could be completed, he left because of other matters. However, he believed that he would definitely surpass Hideyoshi Toyotomi. In his eyes, Hideyoshi Toyotomi was nothing more than a clown. "Sorry, I'm late. Where is the patient now?" After just giving Christopher Yard a casual glance, Wan Xiaowen turned his gaze to the side where Jian Xue was. There was a strong sense of admiration in his eyes. As the saying goes, heroes are vulnerable to the charms of beauties. Wan Xiaowen considered himself a hero, so of course, he would feel something different when he saw the beautiful Jian Xue. Although she was only twenty-five, she exuded a mature and charming aura. This kind of charm had great attraction for Wan Xiaowen. Seemingly sensing the meaning behind Wan Xiaowen's gaze, a smile blossomed on Jian Xue's face, like a plum blossom, causing Wan Xiaowen's heart to flutter. With a captivating voice and a hint of coquettishness, she slowly spoke from her rosy lips: "Mr. Wan, please, my father is in this hospital room!"