The two of them looked through the various objects of the doctor's office, up to the curtains of the office, down to the fragments of books on the floor, and even the dirty white coat bag. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

They only found the kind of small flashlight that two doctors used for examination, and in short, it was better than nothing.

Then, they walked out of the doctor's office and prepared to enter the ward.

There are a total of 30 wards, each marked with a corresponding number. In addition to the room that the two of them explored just now, there are still 10 wards with closed doors.

Zhang Shaojun grabbed the doorknob of Ward 102, opened the door, and the two entered it together.

The gray glass windows are crucified by wooden crosses, and not a single ray of light penetrates. The restroom on the right hand side emitted a foul stench, and the smell of blood and corruption permeated the ward.

The inner walls of the room were mostly corroded, and an old ventilator sat next to the wall, which seemed to be no longer functioning.

The ventilator's port connected to the dead patient in the hospital bed, his body covered in blood-stained sheets, revealing only a blood-stained palm.

On the bedside table to the right of the bed, a radio rustled slightly, adding a touch of weirdness to the room.

The two picked up the small flashlight they had obtained earlier and immediately began to search the room. They searched every corner, wardrobe, bathroom, hospital bed, etc., but still found nothing.

The two searched carefully again, and had to leave Ward 102 and search elsewhere.

There was the sound of wheels rolling in the darkness, and the two of them raised their alerts, watching the dark shadows moving in front of them with the help of flashlights.

"Wheels"!

"Wheels"!

When the shadow came to them, the two realized that it was a stretcher with the patient's stump in it. Not wanting to get the blood stained, the two hurriedly dodged to the sides, and the sound of the stretcher wheels rolling faded away.

With a "clang", the stretcher stopped as if it had hit some obstacle.

The sound was quickly drowned out by the silence, and the two men stayed there for a moment before continuing to search.

As soon as Zhang Shaojun's hand touched the door of room 105, the sound of the car ringing sounded again, and it came from the direction where it had disappeared before.

Xu Qian covered her mouth with one hand to prevent herself from screaming, and with the other hand trembled slightly, she grabbed Shaojun's clothes.

The door of the "click" room was locked and could not be opened, and the sound of the stretcher was getting closer and closer.

The two pairs of eyes were staring at the black shadow, and it was the stretcher from before, but the stump on the stretcher was gone. The door of room 105 could not be opened, and the trajectory of the stretcher was so bizarre that neither of them could be sure if there were any ghosts behind them.

Zhang Shaojun frowned, and in order to relieve the doubts in his heart, he took Xu Qian to the place where the sound of the stretcher disappeared before.

Zhang Shaojun raised the flashlight and glanced around for a while, but he didn't find the stump he saw before.

Am I dazzled, the mutilated limb just now doesn't exist?

"Tick"!

"Tick"!

Something dripping from the ceiling landed right on Zhang Shaojun's shoulder. He lightly glued a little bit with his fingers, then brought the flashlight close to his fingers, the roots of which were stained red with blood!

Zhang Shaojun's pupils widened, and he immediately pointed the flashlight in his left hand at the ceiling. Hearing only the sound of a bite, a dark shadow dodged the light of the flashlight and quickly escaped the sight of the two.

The ward area was quiet again, but it was the dawn before the storm, and it was very unsettling.

What kind of creature was it, I could only see a rough outline and it disappeared. If you really want to deal with it, I'm afraid the chance of winning is also three or seven.

Xu Qian said fearfully: "Shaojun, what was that just now, it's so scary!" ”

Zhang Shaojun's body trembled for a while, and then he was pulled back to reality by Xu Qian's words: "I didn't see what it was, in short, it was very dangerous." Don't think about it so much, let's keep searching! ”

The two of them took small steps, their eyes constantly scanning the surroundings, afraid that they would end up in a different place if they were not careful.

When they came to the door of room 109, Zhang Shaojun still opened the door. Xu Qian and Shaojun stood back to back, holding a flashlight and constantly scanning left and right, afraid that she had missed the slightest precursor of danger.

The door to room 109 opened, and the two of them entered the room without much thought, and immediately locked the door after entering.

Room 109 is architecturally identical to the other rooms, except for a few kettles and chairs. The patient who was supposed to be lying in the hospital bed did not know where to go in room 109.

The two of them took flashlights and quickly searched the room, trying to end the game as soon as possible.

The two keys and three photos in the room were found by the two of them, and the keys went without saying, and the things in the photos were really creepy.

In one of the photos, a patient is seated in a chair with many lines around the chair.

All the wiring was connected to the helmet on the patient's head, and a little farther away, a doctor pulled down the switch.

The back of the photograph reads, "Patient receives high-voltage electrotherapy. ".

In the second photo, the doctor is stuffing a patient covered in bandages into a wooden barrel. The patient's face was bloodless, and he could only be slaughtered.

On the back of the photograph is the phrase "deplorable patient in a barrel".

In the third photo, more than a dozen patients whose internal organs have been removed come out of the barrels and turn into ghosts chasing the doctors and nurses.

Some people had their ears bitten off, some had their calves gnawed, and some had their abdomen cut open and they couldn't die anymore.

On the back of the photograph is the words "Hell's Slaughterhouse" written on it.

Xu Qian swallowed her saliva, not daring to look at those photos. Zhang Shaojun put away the photo and key, and led Xu Qian to the next room.

As soon as the two of them walked out of room 109, they heard a "bang" and a black object fell from the gap in the ceiling.

"Ahh Xu Qian couldn't suppress the fear in her heart, and screamed with the sound of rapid breathing.

"Tick, tick, tick" blood slid down the corpse's hands and fell to the ground, and Zhang Shaojun pointed the flashlight at the corpse, which was a male corpse stained with blood.

His body was almost split in two by the disembowelment of the blade, but it was barely pulled by the musculature, and it was not completely separated.

The corpse's blood appears to have undergone special treatment, and not much has leaked from the wounds.

After finding out the situation, Zhang Shaojun subconsciously removed the flashlight and pulled Xu Qian to other rooms.

The two of them moved slowly, shaking their flashlights constantly, and their spirits were tense to the extreme.

While marching, Zhang Shaojun's brows were deeply locked, and his heart seemed to be full of questions.

The man didn't seem to have been dead for long, what was there in this haunted house, and how would we deal with it or them without weapons?

[Confirmed death of 093, 30-minute penalty for Team 143.] Ask Team 143 to add one member, otherwise it will be judged the loser. 】