When Huo Ning returned to the hospital, her phone had already buzzed with several incoming messages.  

She skimmed through them—still just more attempts to haggle over the price.  

The latest one finally agreed to her asking price of 300,000.  

However, the tone was reluctant, and the resentment practically seeped through the words.  

Huo Ning smirked and replied directly, telling them to find someone else.  

After that, no matter what other messages they sent, she ignored them all.  

Around 6:30 in the evening, Song Zhen returned.  

But her face was deathly pale, and her steps were unsteady.  

The moment she saw Huo Ning, her legs gave out, and she collapsed into the other girl’s arms, bursting into loud, unrestrained sobs.  

“Ningning, I—”  

She cried so hard she could barely catch her breath, unable to string together a complete sentence.  

Song Zhen’s father and grandmother watched her with deep concern.  

Ever since the Song family’s misfortune, Zhenzhen had become unusually mature. She’d even taken to hiding her tears from her family, rarely crying so openly like this.  

“Zhenzhen, what happened? Don’t panic, take your time and tell us,” her father urged gently.  

The patient in the bed to the right was a middle-aged man obsessed with soap operas. Seeing Song Zhen cry like this, his imagination ran wild, and he sighed sympathetically.  

“Young lady, did you run into some scumbag while dating?”  

“Let me tell you, these jerks have all kinds of tricks nowadays. There’s this term called p—p-something… Anyway, you gotta be careful.”  

After saying this, he even glanced at Song Zhen’s family.  

“You all need to be on guard too.”  

Song Zhen: “…”  

His interruption actually made it hard for her to keep crying.  

She gradually stopped sobbing, but her face was still pale, and her hands trembled.  

Just thinking about what had happened earlier made cold sweat break out down her back again.  

“I just got off work and was crossing the street when a man ran at me with a knife. I saw him trip over a speed bump and fall, so I ran away as fast as I could.”  

If that man hadn’t fallen just then… the consequences were too horrifying to imagine.  

Song Zhen shuddered violently, gripping Huo Ning’s wrist tightly.  

“I… I made it to the other side and saw him charging toward a woman with a child…”  

“I was so scared I thought it was over for her and the little girl. But then a car came out of nowhere and hit the man—he died on the spot!”

She glanced at her phone and saw that the person who had been haggling with her earlier was now calling her via WeChat.  

Huo Ning stepped out silently, walking to the end of the corridor before answering.  

“What is it?”  

The voice on the other end was steady and deep, apologetic. “Master Huo, I sincerely apologize. The person you were dealing with earlier was my assistant. I thought since you’re both young, communication might be smoother. But it backfired—this is my fault. I should have handled it myself.”  

He had assumed that, being older, he might unintentionally say something to upset younger people.  

So he’d handed his WeChat account to his assistant to communicate with Huo Ning.  

Before the conversation, he’d even specifically instructed that money wasn’t an issue. Yet, the assistant had taken it upon themselves to bargain with Huo Ning.  

They were the ones seeking her help to deal with ghosts—they were the ones in need.  

To act high and mighty while asking for a favor? He had no idea what his assistant was thinking.  

Huo Ning wasn’t surprised.  

From the WeChat Moments posts, she’d already guessed the account owner wasn’t the one messaging her.  

But often, a subordinate’s attitude reflects their superior’s. So Huo Ning hadn’t pressed further or demanded to speak directly to the boss.  

Holding her phone, she heard a sigh through her Bluetooth earbuds.  

“Our hospital has been plagued by incidents lately. People are terrified—several patients have inexplicably passed away within a week of being admitted.”  

“To be frank, I’ve already consulted other masters, but they just took one look and refunded the money. At this point, Master Huo, you’re the only one who can help us.”  

Huo Ning sighed.  

“Director Qin, it’s not that I’m unwilling to help. But if your people don’t trust me and refuse to follow my instructions, leading to accidents—I can’t take responsibility for that.”  

Yes, by browsing through the WeChat Moments, Huo Ning had confirmed the identity of “Shi Wei Jian Ji”—it was Qin An, the director of this very hospital.  

Director Qin immediately apologized again, repeatedly promising over the phone that everyone would fully cooperate with Huo Ning’s arrangements. He was desperate for her to agree.  

Fortunately, his persistence paid off. After his repeated pleas, Huo Ning finally agreed to resolve the matter tonight.  

Director Qin let out a relieved breath.  

Carefully, he asked, “Master Huo, is it convenient for you to come over? I can send someone to pick you up.”  

Huo Ning took a sip of the milk tea she’d brought with her and answered honestly, “No need. I’m already at your hospital.”  

Since he was being so sincere, she had no reason to turn down the money.  

After saying this, she provided her grandmother’s room number.  

Director Qin: “…”  

What an incredible coincidence!