Unwilling to sit down, Valerie Jasmine walked up and down or looked at the people in the glass window.
"What had happened?" Valerie Jasmine cried for a long time.
Ghost took out a cigarette and lit it, without saying anything for a long time.
"How could that guy be so cruel?" Valerie Jasmine kept nagging.
Seeing the elevator door open from a distance, Ghost stood up and saw the pale Freda on the wheelchair.
"Master..." Seeing Ghost, Freda wanted to cry. Maybe because of her memory, she was particularly relieved to see him.
Ghost immediately stepped forward and held the hand of Freda.
"It's all right. It's all right." Ghost always had a poisonous tongue. At this time, he began to comfort her subconsciously.
Zed Smith interrupted the conversation between the two, "Uncle Ghost, we'd better..."
"Yes, Freda, come here." The ghost pointed at the silent man inside, "Tell him that you are fine."
Freda looked inside, which was full of gauze with some red and yellow marks.