"Not yet, but No. 1 has been caught. He seems to want to drive here through the elevator."
The female nurse's voice was cold and emotionless, like a machine that could only obey orders.
"Leave through the elevator..." The doctor sneered, as if this was the stupidest thing he had ever heard, "It's so stupid, the elevator will only take him deeper into hell."
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Chu Ping, who was lying on the hospital bed, heard the conversation between the doctor and the female nurse, and began to make calculations in his mind.
"The patient No. 1 that the doctor and female nurse talked about should be the old man in Ward 301. I remember that after I came out of Ward 301, the door of the ward was sealed with bloodshot threads, and there was no way to open it. How did he get out of Ward 301?
Did you escape from there?"
Chu Ping secretly made a calculation in his mind.
"And there's that elevator."
Chu Ping still had fresh memories of that elevator. When he first entered here from the outside, he noticed the elevator and was almost brought into the elevator by the female nurse from before. If it weren't for the bald man and that
The fake Lao Xietou appeared in time, and Chu Ping is probably completely gone now.
"When I saw that elevator for the first time, I had a very strange feeling. I felt that the place where the elevator reached should be an extremely scary place."
Chu Ping is now somewhat grateful that the bald man appeared in time.
The doctor had no idea that Chu Ping could still think about these things while he was lying on the hospital bed. He just asked the female nurse to go out and arrange for the patient No. 1 who was still caught, and then focused on Chu Ping again.
"You'd better not think about escaping..."
Before the doctor finished speaking, Chu Ping interrupted him.
"But haven't the patients who were originally in this ward escaped?"
Chu Ping's words seemed like a sharp blade piercing the doctor's heart directly.
"As long as anyone enters here, even after he leaves here, he will be burdened with a curse. This curse will accompany him throughout his life and will bring him all misfortunes."
As soon as the doctor finished speaking, there was a commotion in the corridor outside the ward.
At the same time, Chu Ping looked past the doctor towards the door. He saw an old man in a hospital gown poking his head outside the door, and the female nurse who had just gone out was pulling him hard behind the old man.
, as if to drag him back to Ward No. 301, but I don’t know where the old man got the strength. No matter how hard the female nurse tried, there was no way to drag him away.
As soon as the old man put his head into Ward No. 302, Chu Ping noticed him, which reminded Chu Ping of the commotion outside the ward door before he was swallowed by the blood mist.
"The commotion just now was because of him."
Logically speaking, the old man's figure was not that strong, and could even be described as skinny. However, the female nurse was unable to drag him away, which made Chu Ping interested.
The first time the old man put his head in, he saw Chu Ping lying on the hospital bed, and his originally dull eyes suddenly became frightened.
"You were brought back on the 302nd? You were brought back on the 302nd!"
The old man's voice became louder and louder, and in the end it seemed that he had used all his strength to shout these words.
The doctor, who originally focused all his attention on Chu Ping, was also startled by the old man's voice. He turned to look at him. His normally normal eyes suddenly became bloodshot, and a shuddering aura emanated from the doctor's body.
"Do you also want to leave here like No. 2?"
The doctor's voice was full of questioning, and matched with his eyes, the old man who was still screaming desperately suddenly lost his voice.
The sound stopped suddenly, and the surroundings instantly became silent.
"No, no, I won't leave, I won't leave, I don't want to die..."
The old man's expression became crazy again, and he kept mumbling these words over and over again.
The female nurse took the old man out of Ward 302, and the place returned to its original appearance.
"Originally I wanted to chat with you, but now it seems that I have more important things to do."
The doctor left an awkward smile, turned around and left Ward 302. Only the stiff Chu Ping was left in the whole ward, and the walls were stained red all over the room.
"What is the connection between the rules, the doctor, the female nurse who was given life, and the missing door of Ward 316?"
Chu Ping was lying on the hospital bed, looking up at the ceiling. The blood-red ceiling always made people feel a little depressed. Now he suddenly felt a headache. Everything he had experienced during this period was like an invisible big hand.
, slowly promoting all of this.
"The Eastern Suburbs Mental Hospital and the Weird Tales Association are inextricably linked to each other. I just don't know which party the Central Hospital belongs to, or it doesn't belong to anyone. He is just another weird tale in this city.
The presence."
Thinking of this, Chu Ping smiled helplessly. He always felt that the title of Strange Favorite was really appropriate for him.
"Who was in Ward 302 before? Why did the old man seem to be stimulated after seeing me?"
Chu Ping suddenly thought of another possibility.
"It can't be that he regarded me as the escaped patient No. 2."
Thinking of what the old man in Ward 301 said just now, Chu Ping seemed to feel that his guess should be the truth.
There is no concept of time here, and everything outside the window is pitch black.
"I heard from the doctor that the old man has been locked up here for a long time, and he doesn't know what the rules are intended to do?"
Chu Ping thought of Ward No. 305, where he hid before, where the original patients seemed to have been sent to other floors.
"There seems to be a ward downstairs, but I don't know where the rules the doctor mentioned are."
At this moment, the sound of the elevator came from outside the ward, which made Chu Ping's heart move. He knew that the doctor should leave here.
At the same time, the old-fashioned mobile phone in Chu Ping's pocket suddenly vibrated, and then a scarlet mist slowly emerged from his pocket, and then a man's head emerged from the blood mist.
The head looked very cautious, as if it was confirming something.
"You finally gave up."
Chu Ping smiled bitterly. Now he was like a vegetative state, lying straight here. Just now, he was even thinking about whether he would die alone here.
Qi Ming didn't speak at all, but the blood mist spread and enveloped Chu Ping's body. After the blood mist dissipated, Chu Ping was surprised to find that his originally stiff body had regained some consciousness.
"In the future, if we open a clinic to treat paralyzed patients, we will definitely make a lot of money."
Just when Chu Ping was teasing Qi Ming's ability, the blood mist had already drifted to the door of the ward.
The bloodthirsty seal on the door blocked the view, making it impossible to see what was going on outside.
Chu Ping, who was able to move freely, was not idle at all. He followed Qi Ming to the door, stretched out his hand to hold the door handle, and then turned it hard.
But the moment Chu Ping's hand touched the door handle, blood threads stretched out from the cracks in the door. They seemed to sense Chu Ping's presence and directly wrapped around the hand Chu Ping was holding on the door handle.
hand.
"Fuck!"
Chu Ping exclaimed and wanted to let go, but it was too late. The red blood threads had already wrapped around his arm, and the blood threads were like maggots, desperately burrowing under Chu Ping's skin.
Qi Ming didn't expect that the door would become like this, so he just stretched out his hand to grab Chu Ping to prevent him from moving, and then the blood mist wrapped Qi Ming's blood-streaked arm.
Just for a moment, the bloodshot threads on Qi Ming's arms were like burning ropes, falling from the blood mist one after another.
"Hey, there is a door."
Chu Ping grinned, and with Qi Ming's blood mist beside him, he pushed back violently.
"boom--"
The door of Ward No. 302 opened in response.
The door opened, and what Chu Ping didn't expect was that a woman wearing a nurse's uniform was standing at his door.
At this time, the female nurse did not expect that someone would come out of the ward, so when she saw Chu Ping suddenly pulling out the door, she was completely confused.
When their eyes met, Qi Ming reacted immediately to the blood mist. Before Chu Ping and the female nurse could react, the handful of blood mist had already enveloped the female nurse. When the blood mist dissipated, who was in front of Chu Ping?
What other female nurses are there?
"This is the second one. You will probably be furious at the rules the doctor said."
Chu Ping didn't dare to stay at all, for fear that the doctor would notice and get out of the elevator.
"Go to Ward 301 first and bring the old man out."
Chu Ping habitually touched his lower back. When his hand was placed on his lower back, he realized that the swinging stick he had previously broken.
When I arrived at the door of Ward No. 301, the bloodshot stain that sealed the door before was gone.
"It seems that the blood streaks that sealed the door are gone. Could it be that the doctor left in a hurry and forgot about the blood streaks that sealed the door?"
Chu Ping put his hand wrapped in blood mist on the door of Ward No. 301, then turned it gently, and the door opened in response.
At this time, the old man was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling blankly, and his mouth opened and closed as if he was saying something.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, the old man's dull eyes suddenly blinked, and then slowly turned his head. Those eyes happened to look at Chu Ping, and his expression seemed to tell Chu Ping, I'm waiting here.
It's been a long time since you.
"I'll take you to patient number two."
Chu Ping's purpose is to open the doors of all the wards and confuse the place so that he can find a way out. But for him now, the old man in Ward 301 is the only one who knows about the escaped Patient No. 2.
He is a human being, so it is impossible for Chu Ping to let him go.
"Aren't you number two?"
The old man's eyes became cloudy again, as if he had thought of something.
"You are number two. I will never forget your appearance."
The old man stared at Chu Ping, and his appearance gradually overlapped with that of the person in his memory.
