Doreen Pulitzer remembered her, the woman she had seen in the hospital corridor yesterday afternoon when she was taking Chen Munan and Jeff Boswell to the hospital. Almost instantly, she recalled the faint tattoo on the woman's back. Her heart raced, her body turned cold, and her hands trembled... Her physical reaction was honest.Through the car window, the woman's smiling face seemed close at hand, but it looked like a terrifying mask with dragons and phoenixes painted on it. The crimson lipstick, under the sunlight, resembled bloodstains. Doreen Pulitzer could smell a nauseating scent of blood."Miss," Old Liu, who vaguely recognized the woman, was displeased by her earlier act of crashing into the car. But before he could say more, the woman glanced at him sideways, placing a finger to her lips, "Shh, don't scare Miss Chen, I'm talking to her."Old Liu paused, "Do you know—""Of course, I know her," the woman said, laughing. "Not just know, we are... very familiar."Old Liu wa
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