Isn’t it Good To Live?

"Cui Hua, follow the three of them secretly and protect them. I'm worried that the hospital really has vengeful spirits that will hurt them," Li Xianyu whispered.

"They're not in the same place. I can take care of one person at most," Cui Hua said helplessly.

"Great-Grandma and I will pay a little attention, too. Don't worry." Li Xianyu patted her head. It was so comfortable as it was smooth and warm. One can really become addicted to petting cats. As one pat, one couldn't stop, and one would even change to using one's right hand from one's left hand.

Cui Hua swatted his hand away with one paw and leaped lightly from his shoulder, disappearing into the darkness.

The elevators had long been out of use, as the gang went up the stairs. The steps were dusty and the walls were mottled. The sound of their footsteps reverberated in the dark space.

On the second floor, the corridor was dark and dusty with dusty and shabby benches against the wall.