Chapter 8: The Mystery
As soon as he entered the gate, an invisible sense of crisis shrouded Tang Juyi's heart.
Although the structure of this office is not too complicated, it exudes an air of fear at all times.
Empty rooms, crooked chairs, strewn papers, and desks that seem to have been sloppily cleaned up all speak silently of the horrors that have happened.
Tang Juyi didn't make a sound, just carefully closed the door, and didn't let the door lock make a big movement.
After closing the door, Tang Juyi subconsciously twisted the doorknob again, wanting to confirm whether it could be opened normally, so as to leave a way back for himself.
However, at this time, the door could not be opened.
Tang Juyi was stunned for a moment, and then increased his strength with some uneasiness, but the strange sense of obstruction coming from the doorknob made him have a bad association.
It was as if someone else was outside to stop him from leaving while he twisted the doorknob.
Suddenly, a black shadow flickered outside the glass door, and Tang Juyi was shocked to take two steps back.
And it was in this regressive process that Tang Juyi also realized the source of his uneasiness:
The bloody handprints on the door panel were not printed on the outside, but on the glass from the inside......
This means that those who may have been subjected to unknown horrors, at the very end of their lives, are trying to escape from this office!
Like time freezes, Tang Juyi only feels that the surrounding environment is slowly stagnating at a certain moment, and even the flow of air is gradually slowing down.
In the process, the bloody handprints on the glass door began to fade away, and one by one they lost their traces.
And a burst of noise gradually came from behind Tang Juyi at this time.
The cold lights returned to brightness, and the once lifeless office returned to normal at some point.
Tang Juyi turned around with a shocked face, and saw a lot of people walking back and forth in front of him!
Unfamiliar faces were busy at the empty desks, and the medical staff in formal clothes were busy with their work as usual, as if nothing had happened.
At this time, Tang Juyi seemed to be an outsider, looking at these people with shocked eyes.
"What's going on...... this? A revisit of the past? Or is it just a hallucination? ā
Tang Juyi wanted to retreat, but he couldn't help but bump into someone.
"What's wrong, Yan Ming?"
A voice with doubts came, making Tang Juyi's retreat suddenly freeze.
Tang Juyi slowly turned his head and saw a man with glasses looking at him in puzzlement:
"What are you hanging around here?"
Tang Juyi opened his mouth to answer, but as if he suddenly remembered something, he didn't make a sound, but pointed to his throat, and then gestured a few times.
The man suddenly realized:
"Bad throat? Went drinking with some of your friends again, right? I said, why don't you look like you're in the right state, and you haven't woken up for a long time? ā
Tang Juyi showed an embarrassed expression, and then rubbed his head.
The man shook his head, and joined the busy group as he spoke:
"You should go and take a rest, it will be your time for diagnosis and treatment in a few hours, and you can't do it if you are still in this state."
Tang Juyi nodded apologetically, and then walked to the corner of the office with an unsteady gait, and sat down with his head buried in a chair.
It was at this time that Tang Juyi had a chance to breathe and think about what was going on.
"Impossible...... This office was absolutely empty a few seconds ago, but now it's suddenly overcrowded......"
Tang Juyi said secretly in his heart.
The touch of the man who bumped into the glasses before was too real, and even Tang Juyi began to doubt his judgment.
"He just called me Yan Ming...... If it doesn't happen to be homophonic, then there's only one possibility......"
Tang Juyi moved his gaze to his wrist, but found that the clothes he was wearing at this time were not the original hospital gown, but a white coat that exuded a slight smell of disinfectant water.
And the paper tape that originally tied the patient's information was also gone, replaced by a work card hanging on Tang Juyi's chest.
Holding back the shock in his heart, Tang Juyi still paid attention to the work card on his chest and read it carefully.
"Yan Ming/*Department Attending Doctor/Length of Practice: 6 years......"
The place to which the department belonged was again covered by stains. The crude, thick crayon marks on it look like a prank from a child.
"What do you mean? Do you even want to cover up your major? ā
Tang Juyi finally realized that something was wrong.
Not only that, but the change of Yan Ming's identity also made Tang Juyi fall into great confusion.
Judging from the previous paper tape, Tang Juyi's role at this time should be a patient named Yan Ming, but the symptoms are unknown. Judging from what happened at this time, Yan Ming seems to be a doctor in this hospital, and his qualifications are quite sophisticated.
"If that's the case, then the person who injected me with the anesthetic in the first place must have known me...... No, it doesn't make sense, the two patients 407 and 408 didn't look familiar to me......"
Tang Juyi bit his lip and thought of two possibilities:
"Either those two old men are newly admitted patients, or they haven't seen Yan Ming, so they don't know each other...... Either he knew Yan Ming's identity and deliberately asked me to come to this office......"
A powerful big hand slapped Tang Juyi's shoulder, directly interrupting his thoughts, and making him almost jump in shock, but fortunately, he reacted quickly enough to curb this impulse in time.
"Are you feeling better?"
A man who looked to be close to half a hundred years old stood in front of Tang Juyi and asked with concern.
Tang Juyi raised his head and quickly glanced at the man's work card in front of him, and also learned his name:
"Han Lang ....."
Seeing that Tang Juyi still didn't speak, Han Lang also looked in the other direction of the office:
"I heard Dr. Luo say that you have a problem with your throat, so you don't need to be in a hurry to speak. But now it's a bit short of manpower, if you're in better shape, can you come over and help? ā
Tang Juyi hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded hesitantly.
Han Lang seemed to breathe a sigh of relief:
"That's great...... Only you are most familiar with that child's situation, and if you are there at this time, the situation will be much better. ā
The kid?
Almost the moment he heard these four words, Tang Juyi reflexively thought of the name that repeatedly appeared in front of his eyes:
Xiao Zhe
The man who had played hide-and-seek with the child had become a headless six-handed deformity, the old man who had been helped by the child was also mentally abnormal, and the doctors who seemed to have treated him were also subjected to indescribable horrors......
In Tang Juyi's mind, the word "Xiaozhe" is almost equal to "devil".
Although he really wanted to know something from the doctor named Han Lang beside him, Tang Juyi still didn't dare to speak.
The reminder of the old man 408 still echoed in his memory, and Tang Juyi was indeed cautious to the extreme.
With Han Lang's guidance, Tang Juyi also followed him through the busy crowd, and then came to the door of the office.
Tang Juyi, who was still guessing what would happen after opening the door, watched Han Lang casually push open the glass door, and the scene at the door was completely revealed in front of Tang Juyi's eyes.
It is completely different from the quiet and deserted corridor when Tang Juyi came, and there are people everywhere on the fourth floor at this time: nurses transporting medicines, patients who come out for a walk, doctors who communicate the treatment process, and family members who come to visit......
The bright light shone on the freshly mopped floor, making Tang Juyi a little dazed for a while.
"Xiao Yan?"
Seeing Tang Juyi standing still, Han Lang also asked questions in puzzlement.
Hearing the call, Tang Juyi also quickly came back to his senses, forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, tried his best to make his demeanor and demeanor look normal, and quickened his pace to follow.
Han Lang also opened the case in his hand at this time, and read in his mouth:
"This is a record of his last treatment...... It seems that his situation seems to be getting better, but the specific ......"
Tang Juyi pricked up his ears and listened carefully, wanting to know more about "that child", but was disturbed by the noise coming from the ward on the side.
Only a hoarse voice could be heard coming from the ward not far away:
"You're abusive!! I want my pipe! It's mine...... Ahem...... Pipe!! ā
It sounded like there was a big fight in the room.
Tang Juyi's face was strange, and he naturally knew which ward the old voice yelling for a pipe came from.
Han Lang raised his head and glanced at 407, and then also handed Tang Juyi a helpless look:
"You know, with his physical condition, we can't possibly provide him with a pipe, or we're premeditating murder."
Tang Juyi showed a look of deep understanding, and nodded in agreement.
It's just that, deep down, Tang Juyi still regrets not being able to hear the key part of the medical record. The record in Han Lang's hand must not be directly requested, first, Tang Juyi did not dare to speak out, but was afraid that rashly asking for it would trigger unnecessary trouble.
And when Tang Juyi wanted to take a sneak peek, all he saw was a haze.
The content of this record is afraid that only Han Lang can see clearly.
"Doctor Han!"
An anxious female voice came, causing Han Lang and Tang Juyi, who were both focused on the medical records, to raise their heads.
I saw a young nurse wearing a mask running forward quickly and said urgently:
"That kid, he'sā"
Then, seeing that Tang Juyi was also there, the nurse was stunned for a moment, and then said happily:
"Great, Dr. Yan is also here!"
Before Tang Juyi could react, Han Lang on the side was already concerned:
"What's wrong with that kid?"
The little nurse's eyebrows were full of sorrow:
"It's still the same...... I can't say a word, so you better come with me quickly. ā