As the door handle was slowly turned, the wooden door opened with a "squeak" sound.
As the door was opened, Jiang Qinian also saw clearly the scene inside the house.
Perhaps it was because the owner of the room liked darkness, so all the curtains in the ward were opened. Although the sunshine outside was still bright, the curtains seemed to be able to block all light, making the whole room very dark and eerie.
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Seeing this situation, Jiang Qinian couldn't help but frown.
Not only was the environment depressing, there seemed to be a faint smell of gas in the air, which made him very uncomfortable.
"Could it be that... the cause of death of the people in this ward is related to gas leakage?"
While thinking about it, he also raised his legs and walked into the ward.
But as soon as he entered, the surrounding air seemed to have been stirred up. A dark wind carrying the smell of gas blew by, as if an invisible person was patting his shoulder.
Jiang Qinian didn't feel anything about such a strange scene. He just snorted softly and then opened his mouth to warn someone:
"I advise you to be more honest. Although we are all fellow villagers, if you attack me indiscriminately, I will not be merciful."
As he spoke, Jiang Qinian also released his aura to scare away the evil spirits hiding in the dark.
After noticing the aura on Jiang Qinian's body, the evil spirit hiding in the dark also knew that he was not easy to mess with, so in just an instant, the sinister wind disappeared.
Instead, a man with a withered face sat on the chair. His eye sockets were sunken, and his hair was casually spread in front of his forehead, like withered grass.
Jiang Qinian couldn't describe how thin the other party had become. Even skin and bones couldn't describe the appearance of the man in front of him. The smallest hospital gown looked so loose on him, with his arms and legs exposed.
A very big one.
And it was on that ***'s skin that Jiang Qinian noticed something rather terrifying.
I saw dense scars crawling on the other person's skin, like ferocious centipedes exposed to the air, enough to cause anyone physical discomfort.
After seeing the other party reveal his true body, Jiang Qinian calmed down and said to him:
"Is your name Du Wenfeng? You look a little haggard. Could it be that you haven't had enough rest?"
Naturally, the computer in the duty room does not have the death information of these patients. After all, Jiang Qinian is an anomaly in this mental hospital.
Except for him, all the patients are evil spirits. In such a place full of despair, the boundary between life and death has been completely reversed, which is ridiculous to the extreme.
However, their personal information has been recorded, so Jiang Qinian naturally did his work in advance and knew what the other person's name was.
After hearing Jiang Qinian call out his name, Du Wenfeng also felt a little surprised. He raised his head and looked at Jiang Qinian, his sharp eyes penetrated through the gap in his hair. Even Jiang Qinian could feel the other person's affection.
His gaze was so sharp that it even made him feel a slight tingling sensation.
Seeing this, Jiang Qinian couldn't help but feel a little more solemn.
Although Du Wenfeng deliberately restrained his strength, just from the look in his eyes, he could tell that this person was not a simple person.
My cultivation level is probably at the early stage of the semi-god realm at least, and it may even be higher!!
But the surprise in the other person's eyes only stayed for a second or two before disappearing again, replaced by a turbid numbness, as if nothing in the world was enough to arouse his interest.
Du Wenfeng turned his head, looked at the curtains in front of him with dull eyes, and said in a hoarse voice:
"What? Are you here to kill me?"
He did not answer Jiang Qinian's question, but instead said something irrelevant. However, Jiang Qinian didn't pay attention and sat on the hospital bed without Du Wenfeng's permission.
"Huh? Why do you ask that? Does it look like I'm here to kill you?"
"No, it's not like that. It's just a matter of habit. I always ask this when I meet everyone, because I hope others can kill me so that I can be freed."
After hearing what Du Wenfeng said, Jiang Qinian looked a little surprised. He looked at Du Wenfeng quietly for a few times, and then asked curiously:
"Huh? Why do you say that? It seems that you have a different understanding of death."
"Am I right? Death is not something worth fearing for me. On the contrary, it can help me get rid of it sooner.
Originally, I had always wondered whether people would turn into ghosts after death. If so, then death might not be so scary.
Anyway, we are still living in this world, just in a different form, so what is there to be afraid of?
But it wasn't until I actually died that I realized that turning into a ghost was a very, very painful thing, and it meant that I couldn't escape no matter what.
The pain I suffered during my life was like a shackle on my neck, and the despair and powerlessness were infinitely magnified, engraved in my mind like a parasite.
I just hope that I can be freed as soon as possible, even if I die again, it doesn't matter, but I can't even realize such a trivial wish, so I can only live here like a zombie."
Because his back was to Jiang Qinian, Jiang Qinian could not see the expression on the man's face clearly, but even so, he could still feel the pain and sadness, like a silent dead sea, drowning him...
Du Wenfeng's body was constantly shaking due to pain, and the gas floating in the air showed signs of gradually losing control.
But Jiang Qinian didn't care at all. For him, the gas couldn't kill him at all. It wouldn't even have a weak effect. At most, it would smell a little unpleasant.
He sighed, then tentatively patted Du Wenfeng's shoulder, and said in a low voice:
"If you feel uncomfortable, just say it. It will make you feel better. Well... to be honest, I'm not very good at comforting people, but if you just listen... I think it'll be fine.
Of course, if it's something not too difficult, I think I should be able to help you.
I have some weird tricks, or I know a lot of friends, so you might as well tell me, maybe I can help you."
After hearing what Jiang Qinian said, Du Wenfeng turned his head in disbelief. He looked at Jiang Qinian with a little expectation in his eyes.
After confirming that Jiang Qinian was indeed not lying, he asked with a trembling voice:
"You...are you telling the truth?"
The voice was still as hoarse as ever, but this time it had some excitement and vitality, and was no longer as lifeless as before.
Hearing this, Jiang Qinian nodded, and then said:
"Well, if it's not difficult, then I should be able to help you.
But I say it first, don't have too much hope, I will never break my promise if I can help, but if I can really do it, I also need you to do me a favor.
If I can't do anything about your wish, then I won't deceive you, just find someone to talk to."
After saying that, the man nodded firmly.
"Don't worry, if you can help me, then I will be willing to die for you.
I will never break my promise, otherwise I will never be able to escape forever!!"
Jiang Qinian waved his hand.
"No, it's not such an exaggeration. It's not certain whether I can do it. And don't worry, the help I want from you is definitely not a matter of death. I'm not that dark yet.
Forget it, let’s talk and listen first, I just don’t have anything important to do right now.”
Finally, the man pulled out the stool, turned around slowly, and put the stool down after finding a more convenient position.
"What do you call it?"
"surname Jiang
, you are much older than me, if you don’t mind, just call me Brother Jiang.”
"Okay, Brother Jiang, actually, it's just a small matter. I... I just want to see my wife and baby again. Can you do this?"
After finishing his words, Jiang Qinian thought carefully for a moment.
He seemed to have guessed what Du Wenfeng had gone through.
After he pondered for a while, he asked in a low voice:
"What do you mean by that?"
As he spoke, he pointed to the air around him.
Seeing this, Du Wenfeng nodded, and then continued:
"Well, my wife and children were all killed by the gas.
That day happened to be my son's birthday, but I happened to have a party that day, so I couldn't go back to spend time with him.
Originally, I thought this was not a big deal. After all, I was on the rise in my career at the time, so socializing was unavoidable. Although I didn't do what I promised my son, I could just go back and give him a gift.
As a result, I drank too much, and I lost control and passed out drunk at my colleague's house. At that time, I couldn't even hold the wall up while drinking, so my colleague didn't let me go back.
In fact, I was planning to refuse at first, but then I thought it would be disgusting to be like this, so I called my wife and fell asleep.
But...but that phone call...was my wife's distress call...
After the call was put through, my wife's voice was very weak, and she kept mumbling something like "Come back...come back quickly...Xiao Liang is not alive, he is in danger...".
But it was such a call for help that could save my wife and son, but I ignored it because I was drunk.
Because my wife has a habit of talking in her sleep, and it was too late when I made the phone call, I thought it was my wife who was woken up by me while she was sleeping.
I hung up the phone after telling her I wasn't going back tonight.
It has been so long that I no longer remember how I woke up at that time. I only remember that my head hurt terribly and there were many noisy sounds around me.
When I woke up completely, I saw hundreds of missed calls on my phone, and the bad news about my wife and son exploded in my mind like a bomb..."