Chapter 34: The Hospital of Terror

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The old driver got out of the car and held on to the door and looked at the shocking scene in front of him, the hospital was shrouded in a dense black and red mist, the red and black were so deep, as if just a glance could make people feel extremely desperate from the bottom of their hearts, some figures wearing hospital gowns floated in the air from time to time to let out an ugly and sad wail, the driver only felt that his eyes were blurred, and a voice kept murmuring in his heart: "Come on, come on"

Before he was about to fall unconscious, he only saw a few white shadows slowly floating over, and suddenly his wife's coquettishness and his daughter's smiling face appeared in his mind little by little, "Get out!" A thunderous roar instantly sobered him up, and then looked at the white shadows in front of him, and the hospital shrouded in fog also returned to its original state again, still brightly lit, and the passers-by next to him looked strangely at themselves sitting on the ground.

The driver hurriedly got up, patted his pants, rushed over, grabbed Li Fan's clothes, and asked eagerly, "I just saw a ghost, right?" Those ghosts still want to hurt me, and then you drove them away, right? No wonder a doctor died last night, I heard that he died a terrible death. I guess I was killed by a ghost. ”

Li Fan's expression moved suddenly: "What did you say?" Dead a doctor? ”

The driver nodded: "Yes, I heard that he was still a director, and he died when he was in the office with a little nurse, and then the little nurse was also scared crazy, and it was quite a big fuss!" ”

Director? Or is it time to hey, hey, hey, and the little nurse? Li Fan thought of the little nurse who rushed out of the office that day, the unpleasant smell of bitter almonds, and the bald director who was full of evil spirits

Seeing Li Fan's thoughtful face, the driver finally couldn't help but ask, "Are you an immortal?" I just saw a circle of golden light behind your head, and purple qi wrapped around your body, you must be the kind of immortal in the game world, right? Same as Lu Dongbin? Daisen! Teach me to cultivate! ”

Li Fan was woken up from his contemplation, and looked at the old driver with a face full of anticipation speechlessly, he just watched the driver keep chattering all the way, and took a small revenge for the previous pretending to be a ghost and scary, but he didn't expect that this uncle was not old, and he was still looking forward to cultivating immortals at the age of fifty.

With a slight shock to his body, the driver seemed to be bounced away by a layer of invisible force, Li Fan looked at the old driver with a blank eye, and could only fool him and said: "Ahem, this cultivation must be a person with spiritual roots, have you read Xianxia novels?" Not everyone can fix it. It's a pity, although you have a fairy fate, but you don't have a fairy root."

The old driver lowered his head in annoyance: "So that's the case" After a while, he raised his head again and pleaded: "Great Immortal, although I can't cultivate immortals, can you help me see if my niece can cultivate?" I've always thought she had a lot of aura. ”

Li Fan is almost jumping up, look at your niece? Do you want to see your eldest nephew? Looking at your aunt and nephew? Without waiting for Li Fan to refuse, the old driver quickly took out a business card from his arms and stuffed it into his hand.

With the frustration of why he wanted to do this more, Li Fan turned his face and walked towards the hospital, but he didn't take two steps, and the old driver's voice came from behind again: "By the way, Daxian, I've been a little bad lately, hehehe, you know...... I want to ask if there is any way to keep the gun from falling overnight? ”

Li Fan almost fell to the ground with his head, turned around and roared angrily: "I'm not an old military doctor!" Seeing the strange eyes of the people around him, Li Fan only felt that his face was hot, and hurriedly recited the contemplation chapter in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", with the operation of the Tao Sutra, the emotions in his heart slowly calmed down, Li Fan sighed secretly, or he couldn't cultivate at home, the Tao Xing is up, but this heart has not yet kept up, otherwise he will not help the driver open his eyes like a prank, and he will not tease him a little because of the driver's driving behavior.

Thinking like this, Li Fan stepped step by step into this hospital that seemed to exude infinite malice.

Xiong Dun lay on the hospital bed and looked at the ceiling attentively, it has been a few months since she was diagnosed with lymphoma, in a few months she shaved her beloved waist-length hair because of chemotherapy, and the family sold the house for her illness, but she didn't know how long she could last, every time she saw her parents laughing in front of her in order not to worry her, Xiong Don's heart was like being pricked by a needle.

Xiong Dun even felt that his life was causing pain to his parents and friends, and turned his head to look at the empty bed next to him, the lively and lovely little boy was long gone, but she felt that the boy who always called her old bear in a milky voice and made her strong was here, and he had not left yet.

There was a swelling in his abdomen, as if he had drunk too much water, Xiong Dun got up and walked to the bathroom, but the bathroom in the ward was labeled "suspended" at some point.

Xiong Dun frowned, walked towards the public bathroom on the floor, but what he didn't expect was that the bathroom was full, and he touched his lower abdomen, which was becoming more and more swollen and uncomfortable, so he had to take the elevator to other floors.

The bathroom on the second floor was empty, Xiong Dun looked at the light from the fluorescent lamp, and felt that today's light was a little strange, and the light should be colorless but had a miserable white smell.

After solving the physiological problem, Xiong Dun washed her hands in front of the pool, but when she lowered her head to wash her face, she suddenly raised her head in the mirror and showed a weird smile, and stretched out her hand to Xiong Dun, who was unaware

Xiong Dun sneezed violently, raised his head to the mirror and rubbed the tip of his somewhat reddened nose, reluctantly smiled, fantasized about his beautiful black hair before, sighed and walked out.

There was also a nurse in the elevator, Xiong Dun pressed the floor and then leaned against the wall of the elevator to rest, a thick sleepiness suddenly came up, she yawned, but she didn't notice that the nurse smiled at her and pressed the button on the minus 2 floor.

The elevator was moving slowly, and with a ding, the elevator door opened, and a stream of cold air poured in, instantly waking Xiong Dun up from sleep, glancing at the floor displayed on the elevator, Xiong Dun's pupils shrank suddenly, isn't the second floor the floor where the morgue is located? In the aisle at the elevator door, a little girl with a pale face appeared at some point.

Xiong Dun hurriedly flapped the button to close the elevator door, and finally before the little girl walked, the elevator restarted and ran upward. Xiong suddenly let out a long breath and leaned against the wall against his chest to calm his emotions.

The nurse suddenly asked in a sharp tone, "Why did you close the door and not let her come up?" ”

Xiong Dun slapped his chest and said in shock: "That girl is wearing a red bracelet on her hand, which this hospital brought to the dead patients!" I'm afraid that little girl is not human."

The nurse's head suddenly rose, slowly turned one hundred and eighty degrees, revealing a terrifying face that was bleeding from seven orifices, and said gently, "Don't you also have that bracelet?" ”

The heartbroken bear suddenly subconsciously looked at his wrist, and at some point, he also wore a red bracelet representing the dead on his hand!

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ps: Woo woo woo, do you know what a torture it is to write this kind of plot for a person who doesn't even dare to read Van Helsing, so every time I write this kind of plot, I have to write a light-hearted plot to let me slow down Do you like this kind of story, don't like it decisively, you don't write it and your back is cold!!

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