Filled Up for Peace of Mind
Jiang Hao had no time to pay attention to all the online discussion. What he wanted now was to go shopping. He had to be ready at any moment for Death's pursuit, so he needed to prepare plenty of tools. At the moment, his space contained only a Celestial Master Seal and nothing else. That would not do.
What? The FBI would not let him leave? Jiang Hao could not care less about them.
Reporters were blocking the downstairs exit? No problem. Jiang Hao had a way to keep them from noticing him.
Wearing his hospital gown, he walked into the corridor. It was spacious, with people passing through from time to time. Ahead, a guy in a leather jacket with a nose ring walked toward him. As Jiang Hao passed him, his hand moved swiftly, and the sunglasses tucked into the guy's back pocket landed in Jiang Hao's hand. He then stored them in his space. The nose-ringed man noticed nothing.
When he reached the doctors' office, he quickly glanced inside. No one was there. He slipped in, took a white coat from the rack, and spotted a baseball cap on the hat stand. Jiang Hao swiftly took that as well.
Just then, the door behind him opened. The white coat and baseball cap in his hands vanished with a whoosh.
A young doctor walked in. When he saw Jiang Hao, he asked, "Can I help you?"
Jiang Hao looked at the doctor and forced out a strained smile. "Doctor, I wanted to ask whether there's something wrong with my body."
The doctor looked him over. "You're the plane crash survivor, right? What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
"I didn't sleep well last night. Not well at all. I kept having nightmares