"Although Du Shu is my sister, I rarely communicate with her. She is my father's most beloved daughter, and I am just an illegitimate daughter who cannot be seen in the light. She is like the most dazzling jewel in the crown, and I am just an inconspicuous one.
It's just an accessory." Du Jing crossed her hands on her chest: "If she really did everything, then what did she do for it?"
"Maybe it's because of jealousy." Han Fei found a relatively clean nurse uniform: "Jealous that you have a beautiful family, jealous that you have well-behaved and lovely children, jealous that you have the love that she doesn't have."
Being Du Shu's lover is a very painful and terrible thing, but what is even more painful than being Du Shu's lover is becoming Du Shu's biological sister.
Han Fei put the nurse uniform on Du Jing: "You and Du Shu are biological sisters, so you should know her better than I do. That woman is only perfect on the surface, but in fact her soul is already dirty."
"I had my doubts, but I always felt that she wouldn't be so crazy." Du Jing struggled to get up. What she was most worried about now was her daughter.
"Wait a minute, let me see how to install this thing." Han Fei cleaned the blood on the edge of the prosthetic leg and tried it several times before reinstalling it on Du Jing's leg: "Do you think you can walk?
If not, let my friend carry you."
Du Jing changed into a nurse's uniform. When she walked around, blood would seep from the joint between her thigh and the prosthetic leg, which made outsiders feel very painful.
"Forget it, let him carry you." Han Fei handed Du Jing over to Ah Chong, and this mentally perverted player had some effect.
"Without further ado, let's go to Building 7 now."
Han Fei cleared the underground floor and returned to the corridor.
There was so much noise on the first underground floor just now, but no one came to the second underground floor, which made Han Fei feel a little abnormal.
"The second underground floor is a passage that connects to other buildings. Many severe cases are transported directly through the second underground floor. They will never see the light of day in their lives." Du Jing said weakly.
"Then we can also enter Building 7 through the second underground floor?" Han Fei had been to the second underground floor of Building 1 and knew that there was a parking lot specially prepared for VIPs, and there were some secret passages built inside.
"These passages cannot be opened normally and require special keys." Li Jing seemed to know a lot about things in the hospital: "As far as I know, only people wearing black clothes are eligible to get the keys to the underground passages."
"Then we will continue to act according to the original plan."
Back on the ground, the three of them wore different uniforms and ran towards Building 6.
After swiping the doctor's work card, Han Fei was about to walk inside when he suddenly saw a person standing at the service desk in the lobby of Building 6.
"Is there a front desk on duty in Building 6?"
Han Fei vaguely remembered the things that Zhang Zhuangzhuang reminded him of. After dark, if the front desk staff is laughing, you can approach them, but if they are crying, you must stay away.
"Building 7 is full of critically ill patients. When there are no empty wards in Building 7, some patients will be transferred to Building 6, so these two buildings in the hospital are the most dangerous." Du Jing whispered:
"Both doctors and patients are in danger."
"Understood." Han Fei felt that it was still necessary to save Du Jing. With this old patient here, he could avoid many detours.
"Brother, there are still one hour and twenty minutes until midnight. How about we stop alerting the enemy? Let's sneak over and enter Building 7 first." Ah Chong was worried that Han Fei would do something impulsive again, so he initially agreed.
He just killed one person, but then he slaughtered an entire building to cover up his "crime".
"You call me brother?" Han Fei felt a little strange when he heard Ah Chong's words. In his mind, the relationship between the two parties was far from being brothers.
"Then what should be called? Master?" Ah Chong was frightened and felt very humble and pitiful, so he said it smoothly.
"Just call me Han Fei." Han Fei didn't want to argue with that pervert. He asked Du Jing to stop where he was and gently pushed open the safety door and entered the corridor.
Zhang Zhuangzhuang did remind Han Fei, but the problem was that the receptionist kept her head lowered, and it was impossible to tell whether she was crying or laughing unless she got closer.
Slowing down his pace, Han Fei tried his best to look normal. He hurried to the front desk as if he was a doctor who had just finished his work.
The pale light illuminated the service desk, and everything was quiet. The waiter stood there motionless like a dummy.
"Good evening." Han Fei took the initiative to approach. When he was only two or three meters away from the front desk, the waiter's body with her head lowered began to tremble slightly, her shoulders swayed slightly, and her black hair fell on her chest.
Inexperienced people will definitely stop and be cautious when seeing this strange scene.
But instead of slowing down, Han Fei suddenly started to speed up.
The waiter's body was shaking more and more violently. When Han Fei walked up to him, the waiter suddenly raised his head!
She was smiling, but her eyes had been gouged out, and her disfigured face was covered with blood and tears!
"good evening!"
"Beauty, you scared me."
Han Fei drew out his death knife and slashed at the waiter.
The waiter standing behind the counter moved forward quickly, opened her arms, wanted to hug Han Fei, and then put her face against Han Fei's face!
"It was you who made the first move."
There was a flash of light, and Han Fei and the front desk clerk bumped into each other.
Han Fei's body flew backwards, and the waiter's body was split open from the middle.
Countless tiny blood streaks tried to repair the waiter's body, but the wounds caused by the Purana Knife could not be repaired by any dirt.
The waiter fell to the ground and turned into black blood, and some weak light spots poured into the Purana Knife.
Han Fei sat on the ground, looking at the wounds and finger marks on his shoulders with lingering fear.
"I have thirty-two points of physical strength and was easily knocked away by her?" He reached out to touch the wound on his shoulder and squeezed out some black blood: "Fortunately, I have a relatively high resistance to curses and soul poison."
Han Fei is the nominal owner of the Death Building and is very familiar with various death curses. In addition, he has been eating meat cooked by Xu Qin, so most of the curses are like seasonings to him.
"Brother Han, are you okay?" Seeing Han Fei fall, Ah Chong ran over to check with Du Jing on his back.
"It doesn't matter to me." Han Fei glanced upstairs: "Forget it, let's go to Building 7 first. Be careful not to touch the blood on the ground. There is a curse in it."
The front desk clerk's heart was full of vicious curses, and the blood flowing in the doctor's body was full of soul poison. Each of these hospital ghosts had their own special abilities. However, Han Fei had always done sneak attacks before, giving them no room to show off.
"We can't be reckless. The entire hospital is undergoing alienation. The further back we go, the more terrifying things we encounter."
The Death Knife is extremely sharp and can kill all blood-stained ghosts, but when encountering those truly powerful ghosts, Han Fei often only has one chance to use the knife. If he does not kill the opponent, he will be killed by the opponent.
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Without stopping at Building 6, Han Fei took Ah Chong and Du Jing to the door of Building 7.
Standing outside the security door and looking inside, Building 7 is not much different from the other buildings, but it looks gloomier, and there doesn't seem to be any living things inside.
"Du Jing, have you lived in Building 7 before? Is there anything that needs special attention here?"
"There are many abnormal patients in Building 7, so if you see a half-open ward door, don't approach it." Du Jing thought for a moment, then continued: "I heard that there are some doctors who are patients in Building 7."
It’s just a pretense, but in short, it’s very messy inside.”
"Have you seen a doctor named Yan inside? He is very tall."
"No." Du Jing shook her head slightly: "My attending doctor is called Zhang Xi. She is a woman who doesn't like to talk."
"Zhang Xi?" Han Fei looked at Du Jing in confusion. He didn't expect to get news about Zhang Zhuangzhuang's sister from Du Jing: "Then do you know where she usually is in Building 7? I have a letter here for you.
Give it to her."
"She is in charge of the patients on the fourth floor, but I suggest you don't approach her casually." Du Jing's eyes flashed with fear: "I have seen that female doctor kill people with my own eyes. The patients are like building blocks in her hands. Every time she
She would conduct ward rounds at night, and any ward she selected would have a large amount of blood flowing out the next day, and new patients would be welcomed into the ward."
"So scary?"
"Many patients on the fourth floor call her the Goddess of Death. Although she is responsible for providing psychological counseling for us, she seems to have a serious psychological disorder." Du Jing felt scared just thinking about this.
"It seems that she is very strong, so I have to find her even more." Han Fei nodded secretly: "Sister Jing, are you familiar with the patients in Building 7? Have you ever seen a patient named Qiangwei? He should
He was only arrested in the past few days."
"I don't know." Du Jing said with a hint of apology: "I only remember one of the patients who was imprisoned in Building 7 recently. That person seems to be called Shen Luo. It is said that he bribed the doctor and is the only patient from Building 7.
A patient who escaped from the building, but he was later recaptured."
"This name sounds familiar, let's not worry about him for now." Han Fei didn't want to meet Shen Luo at such a critical moment.
"I don't know about the rest."
Not getting the information he wanted, Han Fei had no choice but to enter Building 7 to check.
He gently opened the door, and the white light in Building 7 pierced the back of his hand like ice.
Han Fei discovered for the first time that lighting could be so cold.
There was no one in the empty corridor. The doors of the wards and departments on both sides of the corridor were not locked. Some of the room doors were ajar. The lights in the corridor could not dispel the deep darkness at all.
Entering Building 7, Han Fei's body was completely wrapped in light, and he felt as if his soul had fallen into an ice cave.
As I kept falling in the cold, I felt a strong sense of helplessness.
"This place is so weird."
Raising his head, Han Fei looked at the room closest to him.
The door was ajar, and there were several black words written on the door panel - Hair Transplantation Center.
Han Fei kept in mind what Du Jing said. He was unwilling to approach these unlocked rooms, but they were too close to that room now.
The hair transplant center is at the entrance of the corridor on the first floor. If you want to go to the fourth floor to find Zhang Xi, you must pass by this department.
Holding the death knife in his hand, Han Fei signaled Ah Chong and Du Jing not to stay too far away from him.
He moved little by little, staring at the half-open door.
The darkness in the hair transplant center was slowly surging, as if something would suddenly come out.
"Everything looks normal, but in fact it feels like this building has been completely alienated."
The bloody paper man in Han Fei's pocket also climbed onto his shoulder and warned him. This was the first time that the red paper man had warned him.
"The red paper man has never been so nervous when he learned that I have three children and several wives. It seems that I am indeed in trouble."
Moving his steps, Han Fei began to think about retreating. Just as he was about to explore in another direction, the voice of the system rang in his mind.
"Attention, player number 0000! You have successfully triggered the random mission of the shrine - Seven Kinds of Despair."
"Seven kinds of despair: These seven departments killed his seven emotions and brought him seven different kinds of despair."
"Task requirement: Use all means to kill the despair aggregates in the seven departments. Each time you kill one, you will receive a large amount of experience and special rewards."
Originally, Han Fei was ready to give up, but the system's mission prompts revived his interest.
"The seven departments represent seven kinds of despair, and you can get a reward for each one you kill?"
Han Fei only completed two tasks after entering the shrine world, which resulted in him only having two opportunities to open the inventory and unable to take out many props.
"The experience of the shrine mission is extremely rich, and the special rewards cannot be missed. This mission is worth doing."
Putting the bloody paper man on his heart again, when he was in real danger, Han Fei still trusted the paper man who had been watered by Xu Qin's blood the most. He could let him protect his heart.
"Get ready to go upstairs."
Han Fei moved forward, and the darkness in the department began to shake, but other than that, there seemed to be nothing unusual.
Han Fei, who was highly vigilant, successfully walked past the department and entered the corridor, but nothing in the department came out.
"It seems to be quite safe." Ah Chong hurriedly followed Han Fei, but just as he was approaching the door of the department, an extremely huge hand with black hair suddenly stretched out from the department room!
"Go upstairs!" Han Fei urged, and at the same time, he jumped out and struck the giant hand with the blade.
The black hair was cut off by the death knife, and the giant hand turned into hair all over the ground.
All the black hair that came into contact with the Purana Knife dissipated immediately, but the hair that did not touch the Purana Knife began to gather again as if it had life after it fell to the ground.
"It has to be cut down to the main body."
Han Fei doesn't dare to enter the hair transplant center alone now. He needs someone to cooperate with him to contain the hair and buy him time to find the original hair.
The three of them quickly climbed up and reached the second floor.
The department on the second floor near the corridor is also very strange. The door is half open, and there are blood stains oozing out of the department. On top of the blood stain is the door sign of the department - Cleft Lip and Palate Center.
Han Fei was staring at the door of the department with all his attention, and was about to rush over quickly when a doctor in a white coat suddenly walked out of the department.
He stood with his back to Han Fei, and his tone of voice was very strange: "Huh? It's so late, is there anyone else in the corridor?"
"We want to go to Dr. Zhang Xi to ask some questions."
"Don't go looking for her yet. I'm in some trouble here and I need your help." The doctor had his back to everyone and his voice was urgent.
"What can I help you with?" Han Fei narrowed his eyes and stared at the suspicious doctor in front of him.
"There is an emergency patient and I can't control it!" The doctor shouted anxiously: "Stop talking nonsense! Come here quickly!"
"Okay." Han Fei held the knife forward. When the doctor was about to grab his wrist, he suddenly accelerated: "Could this patient you are talking about be you?"
The doctor, who had been standing with his back to Han Fei, paused and turned his head, revealing a mouth that was split into four parts.
"How do you know? Do you also think that I look different from you people?"
Under the doctor's white coat is a hospital gown stained with blood scabs, and his eyes are completely different from those controlled souls in the hospital.
This chapter has been completed!