Zachariah had been sick for so long, and for the first time, he displayed a smile.

"How did Susie come?" he asked.

Although they hadn't seen each other for several years, Susie had a strange power that made Zachariah feel closer to her.

If Susie knew his thoughts, she would definitely think, "This distance is not going to be shortened, she is Yama!"

Can I get closer to Yama?

Susie carefully looked at her old friend.

I don't know if it was because of being sick for a long time, but there was a lingering sickness around me, and the atmosphere was always low-pressure.

Susie quietly reached out and plucked away these strands of illness, throwing them into the hell to feed King of Fairness.

King of Fairness: ??

"Don't worry, old friend, it will get better," Susie said earnestly. "Give me some time, and I will cure my old friend!"

She had icy pond water, as well as boundless spiritual springs, and the living soul flower, and even a little amphibious soil left!

Each one of them, try them all, it will definitely be useful.

Just quietly, pretending to prepare some medicine... Hmm.

Zachariah smiled and nodded, "Okay, good."

He only took Susie's words as a comfort.

The person pushing the wheelchair behind Zachariah should have been his son, but he completely disregarded the comment.

He took his father abroad at first, unaware of Susie's successful treatment of Alana. The Murray family did not publicize this widely either.

He smiled gratefully at Ryan and said, "Dr. Murray, thank you for coming to pick up my dad."

Ryan shook his head and said, "It's okay, we didn't know that Susie's teacher was sick. It was our Murray family who overlooked it."

The two of them politely chatted, mostly revolving around Zachariah's treatment over the past few years.

Susie took his place and pushed Zachariah forward.

"Old friend, were you hungry? Was the flight long?"

Zachariah looked at the familiar scenery of his homeland and smiled, saying, "I'm actually feeling a bit hungry. It's been over ten hours since I sat down!"

Susie quietly took out a small cake and said, "Here you go! It's made by my grandmother!"

Zachariah instinctively took it over, feeling warmed inside.

It should have been him bringing things for her, but instead, it was she who gave him a small cake.

Susie urged, "Hurry up and eat! Uncle Martin has booked the hotel, but we have to wait for them to serve the food, and it will take a while."

When the stomach was hungry, it needed to eat, otherwise it would feel very uncomfortable being hungry.

Zachariah opened the cupcake and took a bite, not remembering how long it had been since he last had a sweet treat.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but at this moment, the heaviness on my body has become light, and there is also a feeling of sudden clarity in my mood.

Zachariah's son Adrian breathed a sigh of relief when he returned home. His father was in a low mood and worried that he would be unable to recover from the setback.

I was surprised to see Susie suddenly so energetic.

This little Miss from the Murray family, she was really a little lucky charm...

A group of people arrived at the hotel that Martin had booked, and Martin also came over after finishing the meeting.

When they arrived at the hotel, Susie was as busy as a little adult, helping her old friend get out of the car.

Adrian quickly said, "Let me do it, let me do it. Getting off the car requires a little push here. The children don't have that much strength..."

Without saying a word, Susie greeted with a "hey" and smoothly clicked open the safety buckle of her wheelchair.

Susie stepped on the crossbar behind the wheelchair and whooshed down.

"The flying baton is here!"

The wheelchair was like QQ Speed, driving directly off the car. The hotel gate was automatically sensed, and as Susie and Zachariah approached, it opened automatically.

Susie smoothly and effortlessly entered the hotel with Zachariah.

Adrian: "??"

The hotel's waiters: "!!"

Zachariah skipped a beat in his heart, but quickly felt the same excitement, feeling his blood rushing.

"Fun, fun, let's do it again!" he said.

Susie laughed and pressed the remote control of the electric wheelchair.

"Full speed ahead!"

The wheelchair, carrying an old and a young person, zoomed through the long hotel corridor.

Scared, a group of people were chasing behind.

Mitch's mouth twitched as he floated outside.

The fickle ghost poked its head out and asked, "Mr. Dubin, why did you stop practicing?"

Mitch snorted, "What's the use of secluding oneself every day? Besides practicing, one should go out more often and improve their state of mind."

The fickle ghost laughed and said, "I understand, I understand!"

Adrian chased after Susie and Zachariah.

"Oh, little rascal, slow down!"

"Oh my goodness, Dad! Take it easy!"

Adrian was in a flurry, he didn't even expect that the wheelchair he personally ordered could run so fast.

This was about to fly!

Zachariah's eyes twinkled mischievously as he said, "Come on, kids, hurry up, run faster!"

Susie: "Okay!"

An old friend hasn't exercised for a long time. People who haven't exercised for too long, both physically and mentally, will gradually become depressed.

Although my old friend couldn't exercise now, it didn't matter. She had a way to make him feel exhilarated - or at least, that's what she thought.

Susie raised her hand, and the labor ghost, the unlucky ghost, and the rebel ghost slipped out.

She waved her hand and said, "Attack, all troops!"

The unlucky ghost: "?"

The rebel ghost: "?"

Although I didn't understand, but I still had a telepathic connection, perhaps they were ghosts under Yama's command!

The unlucky ghost and the grumbling rebel ghost lifted the wheelchair, which barely hovered half a millimeter above the ground, and indeed, it flew up...

The wheelchair flew through the hotel corridor, flew out into the small garden outside the hotel, and then flew into the newly designed exotic-style garden at the back of the hotel.

Zachariah felt only the whistling wind in his ears, and excitedly, Susie stuck a peace symbol on him, completely ignoring why the wheelchair could run so fast.

Only his bewildered son was left running all the way.

Adrian couldn't believe it in his dreams, the wheelchair could have such speed, his legs were swinging and even smoking, yet he still couldn't catch up??

Malfunction, the wheelchair definitely broke down!