"You... Ho cough cough..."

Looking at Xia Min's chilling smile and the tearing sensation of the sharp blade churning in his throat, the doctor only had time to utter two syllables before he could no longer speak.

All you can hear is the hoarse sound of blood foaming in the throat.

Xia Min slashed his hand, and the huge wound ran down the doctor's throat to the lower part of the doctor's earlobe.

With a slight lift, the doctor's head fell to the ground.

Xia Min squatted on the ground and fiddled with the doctor's head, and it didn't take long for the doctor's head to take on the appearance of another person, and this person Xia Min had never seen before.

Xia Min, who was originally a little skeptical, had such a smile on his face at this moment, he tore off the corner of the white coat of the owner of the head, wrapped the hair of the head, picked it up casually, and kicked open the door of the ward.

"Doctor~"

"Where are you?"

"This kid is dead!"

"Come out quickly~"

……

"It's... Where is this? ”

Shen Hepeng touched the back of his head and sat up from the bed.

"I'm cured... Is it? ”

When he opened his eyes, Shen Hepeng found himself lying in a ward, except that the light was not as bright as in his memory, and the rest, such as decoration and furnishings, were exactly the same as in the hospital.

Shen Hepeng let out a sigh: "I just said how can there be ghosts, I actually watched Xiao Fu and them rescue me, it seems to be a dream." ”

Shen Hepeng carefully groped for the wounds on the back of his head and the back of his neck in his memory, but the place that was originally a wound was obviously smooth skin at this time, and as a top surgeon, Shen Hepeng naturally knew that no matter how delicate the operation was, that level of wound would inevitably leave a scar.

Other words...

"Why did I dream of being cut down..."Shen Hepeng shook his head with a wry smile: "It almost scared me to death." ”

Shen Hepeng pushed open the door of the ward, ready to continue working, he didn't know why he woke up from the hospital bed, maybe he was too tired to fall asleep, and the department recognized that he was sent to bed.

"It didn't wake me up, it seems that I'm really tired, I don't know how long they will laugh at me."

What makes Shen Hepeng a little strange is that the people in the corridor seem to be very strange, swaying and shaking, as if they have poor contact with TV, with ghosting, and their faces are a little blurry.

Shen Hepeng rubbed his eyes and frowned: "This is... Sleepy? ”

Shen Hepeng wanted to open his mouth to stop one of them, but found that he couldn't open his mouth.

He froze on the ground for a long time, and smiled reluctantly: "Sleep... I've slept too long..."

Shen Hepeng left here quickly, and walked straight towards the office of the department, maybe he was a little anxious and a little absent-minded, and suddenly, he almost bumped into a sick old man head-on.

"I'm sorry, uncle, I..."

He did not go on, for he found that the old man had no head, and as if he had not seen him, he walked straight forward.

Shen Hepeng subconsciously turned sideways and let the old man go first, but he didn't know when it started, his teeth were already clenched together.

He walked quickly to the department's office and pushed the door open.

The familiar ridicule in my impression did not appear, but the entire department suddenly raised their heads together and looked at the door that was pushed open suspiciously.

A young doctor closest to the door stood up and walked towards Shen Hepeng.

"Hey, Xiao Zhang..."

The doctor called Xiao Zhang didn't seem to hear it, walked straight past Shen Hepeng, stood at the door, looked left and right, shook his head and closed the door.

"Who?" Someone asked.

Xiao Zhang returned to his place and sat down: "I don't know, probably which naughty child it is." ”

"Hey... Feed! ”

Shen Hepeng yelled, but no one could notice him at all, as if he didn't exist at all.

Shen Hepeng is not Xia Min, if it was Xia Min, he might be curious about what was going on, and then spend some time on the whole thing, but in the case of Shen Hepeng, what he felt was a deep fear from the heart.

"What would you do if one day, no one in the world notices you, no one sees you, and all your efforts are unknown?"

Shen Hepeng suddenly remembered the question his mentor had asked him when he was about to graduate.

"But these are two different things at all, it's not that it's ignored, it's really invisible!"

Shen Hepeng walked to his original internal office in despair, only to find that the small room had been sealed.

He was silent for a long time at the door, and with a trembling hand stretched out to reach out to the door.

The moment he touched the door again, Shen Hepeng did not stop, but continued to exert his strength, as if he wanted to stuff his hand into the door.

He did, starting with his hands, his head, his body, his legs, and he walked through the door and into the familiar little room.

However, there were no familiar objects in the familiar little room.

The books on his shelves, the ornaments on his desk, the cushions on his chair that his mother had sewn herself, and the few changes of white coats and plain clothes in his wardrobe were gone.

The whole room was cleaned up, except...

Shen Hepeng gently stroked the wall with his hand...

Except for the unwashable stains of blood on the wall, which were like splashes of ink!

Turning around, Shen Hepeng looked at a mirror hanging behind the door.

In the mirror, there are bookshelves, desks, wardrobes, chairs, and half of the blood-red walls, but there is no Shen Hepeng.

"I see... It turned out to be... Such... Why..."

Shen Hepeng sat slumped on the ground, leaning against the half-blood-red and half-snow-white wall.

In my memory, after being cut down, I also sat weakly on the ground against this wall, and looked weakly at several familiar faces running towards me, which became more and more blurred.

……

Xia Min carried his head and walked slowly to the top floor, only to find that only one room had a light on.

In this hospital, where everything except the corridor is pitch black, such a room is naturally very special.

So Xia Min pushed open the door, only to find that it was a large office, and there was even a name tag on each desk in the office, among which was the name of Dr. Fu, who Xia Min was familiar with.

And in this large office, there is also a small room door, which is also lit, and the sign "Director's Office" is hung on it.

Xia Min pushed open the door and found the doctor sitting at his desk in a daze.

"Are you here, hiding from a hammer with the lights on?"

The doctor raised his head a little suddenly, and at a glance he saw the head that Xia Min was holding in his hand.

"You..."

"What are you?" Xia Min raised his head in front of him: "Oh, this hanging man was hacked to death by me, don't you worry?" ”

The doctor seemed a little frightened of the head, a little apprehensive and a little joyful, and asked, "How did you find this... This cunning guy isn't mine? ”

Xia Min was stunned, and said a little embarrassedly, "I didn't find it..."

The doctor was stunned: "Then how are you..."

Xia Min casually threw his head in front of the doctor, and the corners of his mouth gradually hooked.

"I don't need to tell..."

"As long as you kill both of you, one of them will be, right?"

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