After leaving the baby room, Feng Bujue was in a very bad mood.
He originally thought that to complete such a difficult side mission, he should have perfect equipment or something.
As a result, he only got one plot item...
Name: meal card
Type: Drama related
Quality: ordinary
Function: Work meals can be purchased in the hospital 1f restaurant
Can the script be brought out: No
Note: Cedar County Public Hospital’s employee-only card requires employees to go to the restaurant to recharge.
"Completed a side mission, and then got a plot item that cannot be turned into a puzzle card, which means... this thing must be necessary to complete another side mission." Feng Bujue took the meal card in his hand and said.
, "I paid such a heavy price to complete the mission and get this card. There is no way I could just leave it alone... So, I have to do the mission related to this item again."
He put the meal card away and sighed: "Oh... this script seems to be able to do nothing, but in fact there are too many things to finish..."
"Hehehehe..." The laughter that appeared once sounded again, seeming to guide the player forward.
"Room 125..." Brother Jue followed the sound for a while and came to the door of a pediatric ward. He looked at the house number and reached out to open the door.
The door was unlocked, and the doorknob opened as soon as it was turned.
For a few seconds, Feng Bujue felt really uneasy. He was worried that another reminder that the door was locked would appear, causing him to have to go elsewhere to find a key or something.
"Hehe...Uncle, you are here." The little girl was sitting on the hospital bed in the corner of the room. Her face was still covered by her long hair, and the red dress on her body looked particularly dazzling in the shadow.
"Ah...yes." Feng Bujue said, "As promised, I'm here to help you comb your hair."
The little girl slowly got up and stood up. She walked half a circle around the bed and reached the bedside table. She reached out and opened the drawer and took out a large mirror with a stand.
Her movements are very slow, and there is a strange aura in her movements, which makes people more and more concerned... what her face looks like.
After setting up the mirror, the little girl moved a stool and sat down. Her face was facing the mirror in front of her, and an ethereal voice came from behind the long hair on her forehead: "I want to comb my ponytail."
"Oh... okay." Feng Bujue took out the small comb from his pocket, "Your hair is so long... twin tails, right?"
"Okay." The little girl's tone became colder for some reason.
If this is a horror movie, then the atmosphere at this moment has undoubtedly reached a critical point, which means... a shocking situation is coming soon...
By now, anyone can guess what bad things will happen when the little girl's hair is lifted from her forehead.
Feng Bujue naturally knew this, but he didn't care. His fright value would not change anyway. This was called being confident.
But seeing Brother Jue stride up to the little girl’s back and put his hands on the little girl’s forehead. When his fingers penetrated the girl’s hair, a cold touch seeped out from his fingertips…
Feng Bujue didn't hesitate and pushed the long hair from the other person's forehead to both sides.
The next second, he saw an extremely terrifying face in the mirror.
This little girl appears to be humanoid in appearance, but the skin on her face is actually a scale-like substance. There are eight eyes on her face, divided into two rows. She has no nose and no lips.
The fangs are exposed.
Since there was no light in the room, Feng Bujue put the flashlight on the bedside table and shone it diagonally at the little girl. This kind of flashlight light tilted from bottom to top is very scary even if it shines on a person's face, let alone
It shines on the face of such a monster.
However, Feng Bujue remained calm. He helped the little girl comb her hair as if nothing was wrong.
"Uncle, do you like listening to stories?" At this moment, the little girl suddenly said.
"I like it..." Feng Bujue replied calmly, while he was thinking in his mind: Will there be another side mission? Or... further reveal the plot?
"Then let me tell you a story, okay?" the little girl then asked.
"Tell me..." Feng Bujue said, "I comb my hair very slowly."
What he calls "very slow" can actually be understood as "not able"...
Obviously, it is impossible for a man who couldn't even tie his shoelaces to know how to do braids as a child. In fact, when the other party said the six words "I want to braid a ponytail", Feng Bujue
His mind was completely at a loss. His answer of "Twin Ponytails" was purely a means of delaying time...
"A long time ago, this was not a hospital..." the little girl began to tell.
"Hey, hey...it's so bad the moment you open your mouth..." Feng Bujue only listened to half of the sentence and complained in his heart, "You shouldn't say that this place used to be a cemetery..."
"...but a cemetery." The second half of the little girl's words indeed verified his conjecture.
"Isn't it so cliché..." Feng Bujue thought to himself.
"It is said that this is a cursed land." The little girl continued, "Any soul buried here will never be able to rest in peace. And those who linger here for a long time will also encounter misfortune..."
"Hey...is it okay to build a hospital in a place like this?" Feng Bujue asked in shock.
"One day, a greedy man came here..." the little girl continued, "He embezzled the county government's allocation and forcibly expropriated this cheap cursed land... and actually built a hospital here.
"
"Oh... I seem to understand a lot of things all at once..." Feng Bujue responded.
"It took a long time to complete the hospital. During the construction process, accidental casualties continued to occur. Even the engineering team changed several times, but the greedy man ignored it and insisted on carrying out his own plan." The little girl continued,
"Finally, the hospital is completed. This cursed land has become a cursed hospital. Every day...many people step into this land that they should never set foot in their lives..." She paused,
"Some of them can leave, but some... can't. Even if they leave here, the shadow of misfortune will accompany them for a long time, as if it is an invisible force, leading them to this place again..."
The little girl's ethereal voice was irregularly bold and aggravated during her narration, and her tone... was gradually filled with anger and resentment. (To be continued)
