Before the operation, he had to rest, but Kelven rushed to an agreement, and his whole body was in a tense state.

He put down the computer at the last moment when he was pushed to the operating room.

He showed a comfortable smile: "It's done, this order can't get away."

The doctor was speechless.

Kellen waits in the hospital.

If Mr. Q released Money ghost, he believed in such a big ghost, and Mr. Q would never be willing to abandon it. Sure enough, a sallow-faced, thin, hunched middle-aged man appeared in the surveillance.

In fact, Kellen has never seen Mr. Q. He held down the scarecrow that night, and the scarecrow had no face when he turned around.

But when they tracked down to the vegetable market, they passed a man in a Tai Chi suit.

Even with just a glance, Kellen still recognizes the man now.

"Is this Mr. Q?" Kellen narrowed his eyes, staring at the monitor, and quietly rushed to where Mr. Q was.

As long as the other party is a person, there is nothing he can't catch!

While counting, Mr. Q walked and arrived at the cancer hospital.

He looked up and was sure the Money ghost was here.

The ghosts he released have been specially treated, only he can find them, and they cannot be retrieved.

It is very easy to find the money ghost right now, but for some reason, he feels a kind of crisis.

Mr. Q trusted his intuition, stepped out immediately, stopped a taxi, and left immediately!

It's really... There is no hesitation at all, and I cherish my life to such an extent.

He commanded the taxi, changed to several, went through a few streets in an unmonitored alley, called a taxi again, and finally returned to his residence...

Mr. Q pinched his hands to make the final calculation, and then breathed a sigh of relief, cursing in a low voice: "Damn..."

Money ghost can't get it back.

Mr. Q was not reconciled, and continued to look for a ghost matchmaker. This time, the ghost matchmaker could not be counted. After carefully arranging the formation, he found that the ghost matchmaker was gone.

Mr. Q was so distressed, it felt like his flesh had been cut, and he was very unwilling.

Kellen chased for a while, and he could find some clues, but then all of them were cut off for no reason.

This Mr. Q is too sophisticated, and the method is not technical.

Later, when Susie came to see Kelven, she also received the news and came to the hospital ahead of time with a lot of food to see Kelven.

Kelven hadn't woken up yet, his wife asked in surprise, "Mr. Tucker... Are you sure you brought these to see him?"

, cakes, ice cream, and even spicy sticks on the table... he said without shame: "That's right."

Kelven's wife was speechless.

Soon Susie arrived, and saw that the Money ghost had swollen to the extreme, very moist, and would be separated from the host soon.

Money ghost stared at Susie, and said with emotion: "We meet again, but I have a master, it doesn't matter if you come here a few times."

Susie ignored him and waited for Kelven to wake up.

"Hmm... Susie?" Kelven was extremely weak. He had a major operation and his body was already exhausted, so now he just felt extremely tired.

His body was in pain, and the medicine he took after the operation made him extremely uncomfortable. This uncomfortable feeling was clearer than ever.

"Do you regret it?" Susie asked seriously, "You are only one step away from death now."

Kelven was stunned, in a trance, he seemed to feel that the King of Hell was sitting in front of him, asking him if he regretted it.

He is dead?

"I spend 10 million, 50 million, and I only need to buy five years of life. Five years? Can't it..." Kelven struggled and asked.

Money is not everything, but without money, nothing is impossible. He uses money to buy a few years of life...

can you? can you?

For the first time, the fear of death surged in Kelven’s heart. Before, he only thought that making money was enough. The desire to make money made him passionate. The sense of satisfaction, security and accomplishment when the money came into the account made him overwhelmed. He couldn’t stop the desire to make money.

But now the body seems to be nailed to the bed, the soul and the body seem to have been separated, he can feel the pain of the body, but the soul can't break free, the body is out of his control, he can't move even if he wants to.

"Am I dead?" Kelven panicked: "My body seems to be out of my control..."

"I'll offer one hundred million... five hundred million, no, all my property...you give me another five years of life..."

Susie looked at him sympathetically, the money ghost was still on his head, so his situation was still the same as before.

Sure enough, people who are on the verge of life and death know what is the most important...

"You're just under anesthesia." Susie paused and said, "And I'm not the King of Hell!"

After saying this, Susie quietly added in her heart: I lied to you!

The King of Hell is her, she is the King of Hell...

It's a pity that even standing in front of the world, it still seems useless.

It turns out that the bad things that will happen in this world cannot be changed with good intentions...