Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Bettany’s vision was still blurry, and she had a lingering feeling that something had flown over, but she could not see it.

She looked suspiciously at the frying pan in Josh’s hand, thinking that the flickering black shadow might have been caused by the pan.

“Why did you bring a frying pan here?” Bettany asked, puzzled.

Josh’s eyes widened as he stared at the head floating behind his grandmother. The head, still recovering from the beating, floated up from behind Bettany and fixed its gaze on Josh.

Josh felt a chill run down his spine from being stared at by the head.

Bettany turned around to see what Josh was looking at and asked again, “What are you looking at? I’m asking you something! Why do you have a pan…”

Josh panicked and blurted out a nonsense excuse, “I… I was going to fry an egg for Grandpa.”

Hugh and Bettany exchanged bewildered glances, while Drake remained silent and frowned.

Hugh, maintaining his serious expression, spoke firmly, “You don’t need to fry anything. Go home immediately.”

The two brothers obediently turned to leave. As they walked out, they overheard other family members of patients passing by, expressing admiration for their filial behavior.

“These brothers are so young, yet they’re quite devoted to their grandparents…”

“That’s right. Unlike my ungrateful son, I’ve been in the hospital for so long, but he rarely visits. He just pops in for a short while and then leaves.”

As the two brothers approached the elevator, Josh kept glancing over his shoulder.

Drake noticed his behavior and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Josh exclaimed in horror, “It’s following me!”

they closed. As soon as the doors shut, Josh felt a wave

This head is terrifying!

together with dried, blackened blood. Despite staring at it for a while, Josh still could

dismembered head in the hospital?” he

regained his composure, Josh began to think more logically. “The neck

brother’s muttering, feeling increasingly uneasy. Even inside the elevator, he could sense the tension building in his own

“Ding…”

the first floor, and the doors

out, picking up their pace

they were making their way out, Josh abruptly halted and grabbed onto Drake’s arm, causing him to stop as

it?” Drake

hard. “It’s following me again…” he

hurriedly made his way

but a sense of cloudiness hung

a sense of urgency, quickened his pace as well, their feet carrying them forward

come to the hospital by bus, they were fortunate to find the bus approaching just in time.

still care about your image at a time like

of the head. The bus driver, noticing the boys’ perspiration, spoke kindly, “Don’t worry, I saw you and decided to wait. Take your

the driver adjusted

not help but shiver as the bus became chilly. He glanced

overwhelmed, Josh could not contain his anger and fear any longer. His voice trembled as he angrily questioned, “Why are

front of him turned around, her eyes betraying

as the girl who had sent him a love letter before, looked at her curiously. She

the girl greeted Drake in a soft voice, “Hi, Drake. It’s me… I’m in the class next to

remembered who she was. She was the girl who had written