Wang Jin couldn't move away, so he hesitated and walked into the ward.
"Madman, go and see."
"okay."
The madman shook the iron pliers in his hand and slowly walked towards the figure.
The woman with her back to everyone was still sitting motionless on the hospital bed. Wang Jin waved the flashlight, but she still had no reaction under the light.
"Hehe, hehehe."
The madman showed a sick smile on his face and slowly walked around to the front of the woman.
"I don't know if he gained the ability to move due to pollution."
Wang Jin clenched the fruit knife and stared at the madman's reaction.
"Boss, this is not right. They are not my kind."
The madman's excited smile suddenly faltered, and then he said to Wang Jin with a grimace.
"Huh? Wu Wen, why don't you go take a look?"
Wang Jin frowned slightly and retreated behind everyone.
There is no way, he has a mortal body, and he finally has two people who are not afraid of death. Of course, he must make good use of them.
Wu Wen nodded, pulled out the dagger, his momentum suddenly increased, and then slowly walked towards the figure.
"Wang Jin, it's okay."
Wu Wen glanced at it and waved to Wang Jin after confirming that it was safe.
Wang Jin nodded, then walked forward side by side with Li Hui, and looked at the woman's face.
The plastic face is wrinkled, the facial features are blurred, and there is an old tape recorder in his arms. It seems that the phrase "Help me" comes from here.
He reached out and put his hand on the woman's shoulder, but there was no strange feeling.
"A false alarm."
Wang Jin exhaled slightly, then reached out to turn off the tape recorder.
"Click."
"Ah!!! It hurts! It hurts so much!!"
After Wang Jin pressed the switch of the recorder, a woman's hysterical cry suddenly came from the recorder!
"Oh shit!"
The madman swung up the tape recorder with iron pliers and smashed it to the ground.
"Damn it!"
The moment the voice sounded, Wang Jin saw that everything around him was suddenly covered in a strange blood-red color, and then the dummy, which was so dry that it had no facial features, suddenly stood up and reached out to strangle his neck.
"It hurts! It hurts so much!"
The strength of the dummy's hands was so strong that Wang Jin felt that his neck bones were creaking, as if his neck would be broken in the next second and he would die.
"Get away!"
Wang Jin subconsciously reached out to pry off the woman's fingers, but when he reached out to touch them, he suddenly found that the hands were slender and elastic, and there were calluses on them from long-term sword practice.
In short, it doesn't match the feel that the dry dummy should have.
"Could it be..."
Wang Jin suddenly stretched out his hand in front of him, and then his hand felt something rough, followed by a soft feeling.
That's right, it was a ghost hitting the wall. The material of that tactical vest was rather special, and Wang Jin could tell it.
As for softness, now is not the time to think about that.
"It hurts so much! It hurts so much!"
The dummy in front of him screamed, and the strength in his hands continued to increase. However, Wang Jin did not draw his sword to resist immediately, but frowned and turned red.
"It's an illusion. This dummy should be Li Hui who was attacked. She regarded me as an enemy."
The force coming from the neck is getting stronger and stronger.
Just because Wang Jin can see the problem in just a few seconds doesn't mean that Li Hui can also see it. She really treats Wang Jin as an enemy.
"No, where are Madman and Wu Wen? If they are not affected, shouldn't they stand still?"
Wang Jin frowned, and then he imagined the two non-human creatures wielding iron pincers and daggers to attack indiscriminately, and instantly broke into a cold sweat.
"We have to subdue Li Hui quickly."
Wang Jin was also hallucinating. Apart from the dummy in front of him, he could only see a patch of blood. He didn't know what was going on outside. It would be terrible if the noise alerted the nurse.
"I can bear this injustice, I just learned the grappling technique."
Wang Jin slammed his fists into the joints of Li Hui's arms, then twisted his arms, slipped away, and controlled Li Hui.
Wang Jin bought this from a street stall. It costs five yuan a book and three books for ten yuan.
Li Hui may not be his match in a head-to-head confrontation, but Wang Jin is more than enough to deal with a hallucinating Li Hui who only knows how to pinch with her hands.
"It hurts! It hurts so much!"
Wang Jin didn't know what Li Hui was talking about, and the hallucination made him unable to hear what he was saying.
"It's really evil. How can we get out of this state?"
Wang Jin immediately thought of pressing the tape recorder that had fallen to the ground. Since it was the sound coming from it that caused the hallucination, turning it off might be effective.
"It hurts! It hurts!"
Wang Jingang relaxed his strength slightly, and Li Hui suddenly pounced forward, and then pulled out the straight knife.
"What the hell? Are you serious?"
Taking a deep breath, Wang Jin felt that the blood redness in his eyes seemed to have faded a bit.
"Knowing how to draw the knife means that the hallucination is alleviated."
Wang Jin frowned. He couldn't really pull out the fruit knife and chop Li Hui at each other, but he also wanted to prevent Li Hui from killing himself.
The most important thing is that he can't see anything except Li Hui now, and he has no idea about the situation in the outside world.
"There is a way."
Reaching into his inner pocket, Wang Jin took out a piece of talisman paper.
The ghost-pressed talisman can put people into a state of suspended animation. If no one intervenes within three days, they will actually die.
Although Wang Jin obtained it when he first joined the company, this does not mean that it is not powerful.
The ghost press is rarely used by tuners because of the nature of tuners working alone, so using it is equivalent to committing suicide.
This talisman can even force Kaitan to sleep for a period of time by combining the property of being certain to die in three days with Wang Jin's contact suppression.
This is Wang Jin's little trump card, and it is more than enough to use on Li Hui.
"Snapped!"
Wang Jin suddenly put the talisman paper on Li Hui's forehead, and Li Hui stretched out her legs and fell to the ground.
But even so, she was still struggling.
"You're still struggling? Is it because you have no inspiration?"
Wang Jin looked at Li Hui who was constantly twitching and whispered, but his body movements did not dare to stop at all.
What happened to Wu Wen and Madman, and whether the nurse was alerted, Wang Jin didn't know at all.
This makes Wang Jin, who likes to make decisions and act later, very insecure.
Wang Jin kept groping on the ground based on his memory. The madman knocked the radio far away, but it was still in this room.
His vision was filled with blood, and Wang Jin could neither hear nor see, so he could only explore slowly.
"This is..."
Wang Jin felt his hand touch something, it seemed like...
One foot.
"clang!"
Wang Jin suddenly pulled out the fruit knife and stabbed the foot without hesitation.
At this size, it looks like a woman's feet, and judging from the feel, they are still the kind of women's shoes that expose the instep.
The only woman in the room was lying on the floor twitching, and the owner of this foot was obvious.
Nurse.
[Author's digression]: I was so happy that I forgot to mention it yesterday.