Su Yan rubbed her stiff neck and said, "The next person to connect is: A Happy Family."

The "happy family" saw that they were connected and excitedly called out to the family members around them: "Everyone, please back out. I'm connected to the master."

When the people behind her heard the good news, they all rushed over in an instant. The scene was in chaos and all they could see were several heads turning in front of the camera.

Liu Yan was squeezed so hard that she couldn't even stand. She raised her phone and shouted, "How are we going to tell the master when you guys are in such a mess?"

Seeing that the scene had quieted down, she cleared her throat and said, "Master, I want you to send my mother's soul away. She has caused great trouble to our lives and the lives of others.

If she stayed any longer, I would be the one to leave.

Several people around me are victims, please listen to what they have to say first."

An old man next to her quickly raised his hand: "Master, I am a victim in the same ward as her. I will speak first."

"Seven days ago, I was lying in bed sleeping when I suddenly had difficulty breathing. I opened my eyes and saw my deceased patient standing at the head of my bed, his hand still on my neck.

Seeing me wake up, she was even happier and blood started flowing from her eyes.

She said: "My fellow patient, I died tragically that day. There was blood in my eyes and mouth, and the doctors kept pressing my heart. I was in so much pain.

I remember that your illness is similar to mine. Do you think you will become like me in the future and suffer pain before you die?

Maybe you are worse off than me, after all, you have lived longer than me.

However, I will not pity you at all, because you owe me this."

Later, the nurse noticed something was wrong with me and woke me up from my sleep.

Fortunately, I am a cheerful and optimistic person. If I meet someone who likes to dwell on trivial matters, I might be bewitched by her and do something stupid.

After the seventh day after her death, she would come to the ward every day to tease me, and I would suffer from sleep paralysis every night.

And she always liked to stand at the head of the bed and look at me with her bloody eyes, as if I had done something unforgivable.

Although I am cheerful, it is not a good idea to meet such people every day.

In order to get rid of her, I found her child's phone number from the doctor and wanted her child to come and persuade her to leave.

Unexpectedly, the arrival of her child was of no use at all, and she still came to see me on time.

Master, don’t you think this is a bit too much? We are just fellow patients, and she is too tactless to do this.”

[What a pitiful patient! If I were to see dead people standing by my bed and looking at me every day, I would have gone crazy long ago.]

Why does she stay in the hospital every day and want to drag others to die with her?

[Could it be that she felt she was not destined to die and that the doctor had failed to cure her?]

The nurse beside her nodded in agreement: "Master, I am a medical representative. The deceased aunt harasses the old man every day and then comes to harass us."

"The first time was when I went downstairs to get medicine in the early morning. The elevator suddenly stopped at the tenth floor and the closed elevator door opened.

I was very happy at first, thinking that I had met a colleague who also had to run back and forth in the middle of the night.

Who knew that there was no one outside the elevator, only dim lights illuminating the endless corridor.

Then, without me moving, the elevator door began to close, then open, and close... and repeated this action several times.

If this strange thing happened when I first arrived at the hospital, I would definitely be scared and run upstairs crying.

But I'm an experienced nurse and I'm used to this kind of thing."

I summoned my emotions and made my voice sound angry: "Are you done yet? Are you allowed to play with the hospital elevator? Didn't you see anyone inside?"

"After being scolded, the ghost in the elevator finally left obediently, and the elevator started moving smoothly.

After I got back, I told my colleagues about this.”

My colleague understood clearly: "I know who it is. When you went downstairs, you just messed with the old man in the same ward.

How come difficult people are still so difficult even after they die?"

“Initially, we didn’t take it seriously until she showed up again the next night.

This time she started playing with the bedside bell. As long as we didn't go, she would keep pressing it, making us run at least six or seven times every night.

We knew she was causing trouble, so we wanted to leave her alone, but she ran to the empty bed in another room and even opened someone else's closed door.

This made the patients in the ward suspicious, and many of them clamored to go home before completing their treatment.

I really couldn't stand her annoyance. After I finished the treatment that day, I finally cleaned everything, but the faucet that I had turned off started running water again.

I was so angry that I turned off the faucet directly: "Auntie, are you done yet? If you have any dissatisfaction, just tell me, and please don't disturb me from my normal work.

I am just a poor worker, and I am very tired every day."

That night, I dreamed of her. This time, she used a towel to simulate hanging herself, and lay in front of me with her tongue hanging out: "Who asked you doctors and nurses to block me from going to heaven? This is retribution for you."

Master, don’t you think it’s infuriating that a ghost would do this?

I'm afraid if things continue like this, our department will be the first in the hospital to be destroyed by ghosts."

The family members standing behind were ashamed and embarrassed, and they could only apologize repeatedly.

Liu Yan was also miserable: "Master, actually my mother made trouble for us first before she went to bother others."

"On the seventh day after my mother's death, my siblings and I were sitting in the living room keeping vigil for her. Suddenly, my most composed brother stood up.

Then I went to my mother's room and put on her favorite coat. Because my brother was tall, the coat was torn under the armpits.

Then he ran to his mother's bed and danced, muttering, "You all should dance with me quickly, so that we can go to heaven together."

After the dance, he got off the bed, sat on the sofa, pointed at our noses and cursed: "It's all because of you unfilial sons who don't want to listen to me. That's why I can't enter heaven after I die.

My sisters have all gone to heaven to enjoy happiness, and I am the only one suffering in hell.

I have such a miserable life, giving birth to a bunch of debt collectors like you."

She didn't leave my brother until she had finished scolding him.

I thought this was her way of punishing us when she came back on the seventh day, but I didn't expect that after my younger brother, she would choose a child in the family to possess her every day.

Then he would jump and dance like crazy all over the house. As of today, the three of us siblings have been possessed by him more than once.

If she was only bothering us, it wouldn't be so worrying, but she is still harming innocent people.

Master, please use your magical powers to send her away quickly."