Ning Xiao was stunned, too.
She had just been wondering why Ning Ke had barely spoken to her on the way home.
He had seemed weighed down by worries.
Now, hearing what Ning Ke said, she couldn't help growing nervous.
"Are you saying you're possessed by a ghost, that this pattern is the monster possessing you, and that the strength you used to subdue that man came from the pattern?"
Ning Ke nodded vigorously!
"I suspect that as long as this pattern stays, the ghost is still inside me and won't leave!"
"You're giving me chills." Ning Xiao had been writing novels for years and had a vivid imagination herself. She couldn't help lowering her voice. "It can't be that creepy, can it?"
"Could it be someone's prank?"
She pushed Ning Ke toward the bathroom. "First, see if you can wash that pattern off."
While Ning Ke went to the bathroom, Ning Xiao took out her phone to look up supernatural incidents like this and see whether anyone else had experienced one.
Instead, she spotted her brother's face in her short-video recommendations.
"???" Curious, she opened it.
It was a video of Ning Ke subduing the troublemaking man in the hospital with astonishing speed and near-perfect execution.
The camera had captured Ning Ke's face beautifully.
The young man was so exquisitely beautiful that it was hard to tell whether he was male or female, yet his movements were decisive and clean. His soft, long hair spilled loose, and a fierce gleam filled his eyes.
The atmosphere was instantly electric.
He looked almost impossibly cool!
Acts of bravery were celebrated in every era.
With independent media so highly developed now, videos like this received even more traffic.
All sorts of video accounts promoted it heavily, too.
Within a few hours, Ning