Re... Resurrected?

Clarence strode over and grabbed Ginny's soul by the wrist. "Come on. Come back with me!"

Ginny looked at Clarence with a flash of anger in her eyes. She struggled violently against him.

"What's that boy doing?"

"Haha! He's probably lost his mind!"

"Why is he dancing?"

Several of the attending doctors frowned.

Greyson sneered, "Haha. He ran into the operating room and performed a ritual dance the last time he was in the hospital! Who knew he'd come here and dance again?"

"Ritual dance? Haha, is this boy resurrecting people by performing ritual dances?"

"If ritual dances worked, what would people need doctors for?"

"How ignorant!"

The attending doctors shook their heads in amusement and looked at Clarence with disdain.

"I heard this guy's the loser son-in-law of the Murphy Property Development Group! He's never received much education, so he only knows some corrupt practices!" Greyson's voice was cold.