The fire in the inpatient unit was significantly larger than in the main building.

Passing through the corridor connecting the inpatient department from the main building, the surrounding walls have long been charred black, and when you step into the inpatient department, you can see that the doors of the wards have been burned to pieces by the fire, the wood has long been burned to ashes, and a few shelves are hanging diagonally on the door frame.

Passing by the first room, Lu Chu saw that there were also traces of the fire burning inside.

The blackened walls, the windows blocked by wooden planks, the twisted and even melted hospital beds and cabinets, all reveal desolation.

Lao Lu held the camera and took a look at the first room.

[Three seconds ruthless: @砸锅卖铁来上网, it's not a fake scene made by the five-cent program team, where can I get the money?]

[Lazy advanced cancer: I'll go, if this is fake, my head will be taken off and kicked as a ball for you!]

[The years are pig feed: this TM is too infiltrating!

[Mentally handicapped ancestor: With all due respect, everyone here is a spicy chicken. Wait...... I'm going to change my pants. 】

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Yang Yichen ran desperately, and finally saw a ward at the end of the corridor with a relatively complete door, he rushed in without saying a word, and after closing the door, he hid behind the door and squatted.

The flashlight did not dare to turn on for fear of exposing the light source.

The room was pitch black, and he could only use his eyes to get used to the darkness and observe a little outline in the room.

It was supposed to be a double room, with only the outline of two double beds, and there seemed to be the outline of a cabinet in front of him, and he was considering whether to hide in the cabinet.

Da ...... Da ......

The sound of shuffling footsteps rang out again.

It seems to be not far from the door.

Yang Yichen suddenly held his breath, not even daring to breathe.

The wooden door of this room was obviously affected by the fire back then, but it was still intact compared to the other rooms, but many places were cracked, which made Yang Yichen, who was hiding behind the door, a little uneasy.

Da ...... Da ......

The footsteps were getting closer.

Eventually, it seemed to stop outside the door of this ward.

Yang Yichen suddenly held his breath, didn't dare to breathe, and closed his eyes while hoping that the thing would walk in front of his door quickly.

However, after a long time, there was still no sound outside.

Is it already gone?

Still not gone?

Yang Yichen exhaled as slightly as he could, and waited for a while, he slowly opened his eyes, and his heart said that if he hadn't moved for so long, that thing should be gone.

But he still didn't dare to move.

Turning his head, Yang Yichen noticed the crack in this door, and he approached carefully, wanting to see the situation outside from the cracked wood grain.

Seeing this, Yang Yichen suddenly regretted it.

Outside the door, there are two pairs of legs.

Because he was crouching behind the door, at his angle and the width of the crack, he could only see his legs below the knees.

Wait a minute!

Why did he think that the angle of these two legs was a little wrong?

It seems to be slanted, and it is on tiptoe.

I don't know what I thought, Yang Yichen's eyes flashed lightly, beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his forehead, and his facial muscles stiffened to the point that his muscles were green.

He slowly raised his head and looked overhead.

Two heads, now poking in through the window of the door, were staring at him from top to bottom.

The face is blurred so that it is impossible to see clearly, and the contours are a bit like Zhang Peng and Lu Chu.

"Found you. ”

It was like a voice that was hoarse by fire, and a weird smile.

Yang Yichen sat on the ground with his buttocks, moved his body backwards, and slammed against the iron cabinet behind him.