Lao Tian took a bag of peanuts in his pocket and walked into the gate of the hospital with a kettle.

Lao Chen was so anxious that he stomped his feet and shouted.

"Old boy, you are too a chicken thief, it is only two cents for change, you take a bag of peanuts for five cents!"

Lao Tian pretended not to hear and quickened his pace into the hospital gate.

"Yo, Uncle Tian, tonight's night shift."

"It's not, it's not in decline, you accompany me at night!"

The young man who had just poked his head out of the doorman hurriedly sat back down, pretending not to hear.

Lao Tian smiled and shook his head.

"Brave chicks."

Lao Tian hummed a little song all the way into the hospital building, walked into the negative floor, and just poked one foot in.

The white and cold light bulb became a little dim, flickering a few times, and the footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, a little empty and frightening.

Lao Tian seemed to have become accustomed to it, and walked straight to the last door in the depths of the corridor, stretched out his hand and pushed the hidden door to creak open.

The sign on the door reads a few small words: Funeral Room.

The room was not large, and there was an operating table in the center, and a shadow in a white coat stood in front of it, and on the table was a horrific corpse.

A man in a white coat was busy in front of the corpse with various makeup tools.

Lao Tian was silent, quietly walked behind the white coat, and was just about to speak!

The white coat seemed to notice something, and tilted its head slightly.

"Uncle Tian, I'm late again today."

Lao Tian originally wanted to scare him, but since he was broken, there was no fun, so he laughed and walked to the operating table.

"Xiao Lu, I don't want you to still work, I don't have to wait if I come early."

Lao Tian laughed happily, but the laughter that came from the dark basement was a little terrifying.

"Uncle Tian, I'm afraid you're in this kettle again."

The white coat smiled lightly and glanced at the kettle in Uncle Tian's hand.

Lao Tian laughed a few times, quietly hid the kettle behind him, and deliberately forked the way.

"Why did you get off work so late today?"

The white coat pointed to the corpse under his hand and said helplessly.

"It's not just an afternoon, and it's a difficult task."

Lao Tian looked at it twice and gasped.

"Hey, why is this guy so miserable, Amitabha, sins and sins."

Although Lao Tian has become accustomed to corpses because of the salary of his work, it is really rare for external injuries to be so serious, and he can't help but chuckle in his heart.

"Who says it's not, I've spent a long time here, and I haven't repaired it yet, hey, it's really pitiful, it's less than thirty this year."

The white coat sighed, picked up the tools again, tinkered with the corpse, and tried his best to restore the corpse.

"Hey, this man, life and death are fateful."

Lao Tian shook his head, and he was already indifferent to life and death in his heart.

After another hour, the lab coat finally stopped his tools, stretched out, and let out a long breath.

"It's finally good!"

Lao Tian and the others were bored, and he had already secretly drunk several sips of wine, and he was chewing peanuts with his mouth in his mouth.

"Nope

Easy, this is enough trouble, wait for the dean to pay you overtime. ”

The white coat glanced at Lao Tian.

"Okay, thank God you don't deduct my bonus this month."

The white coat put the toolbox away neatly and greeted Lao Tian.

"Uncle Tian, let's take a hand."

"Okay!"

The two placed the body on a stretcher, and it finally came to an end.

"Okay, Uncle Tian, I'm done, and I'll leave the rest to you."

The white coat took off the gloves and threw them in the garbage can, turned on the faucet, and mixed with disinfectant to continuously wash the white hands.

After the white coat was washed, he took off the white mask on his face, revealing a pretty face, long eyelashes, a high nose bridge, and round lips with delicate lipstick.

"Yo, Xiao Lu, you not only paint beautiful pictures for dead people, but also paint them for yourself."

Lao Tian looked at it twice and joked.

"Ahh Bah! Bah! Uncle Tian, your mouth is so stinky! ”

Xiao Lu was not angry, he hurriedly took a few sips, beat Lao Tian with a smile, changed into a white coat, put on his bag, and hurried home.

Lao Tian looked at Xiao Lu's graceful figure, and the crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground knocked into Lao Tian's heart all at once.

"This little girl, the longer she grows, the more cute she becomes."

Lao Tian couldn't stop admiring, although people are old, everyone has a love for beauty.

"Alright, poor man, let's go."

Lao Tian patted the stretcher cart and pushed it in the direction of the morgue.

Lao Tian skillfully pushed open the door, and after checking the body on the stretcher car, he pushed it into the mortuary, placed it neatly, registered and made a book, turned around and locked the door, and then sat in the outer duty room, took out the kettle, pricked a few mouthfuls, and took out a handful of peanuts and stuffed them into his mouth.

In the middle of the night, Lao Tian was sleeping soundly on the bench, when he suddenly faintly heard a slight movement in the morgue next door.

Click, click.

Lao Tian rubbed his eyes, sat up, and listened to it for a long time, but there was nothing.

As soon as I lay down, the clatter sound came in again.

"Into the rats?"

Lao Tian's heart tightened, but he was not worried that the rats would cause the corpse to be defrauded, but that the rats would bite the corpse, and it would be difficult to explain it to his family when the time came.

Thinking of this, Lao Tian hurriedly took the key, opened the morgue, and reached out to press the switch on the side of the door.

The fluorescent lamp overhead unexpectedly didn't turn on!

I pressed it a few more times, but it was still the same, and it didn't light up at all.

"Insurance burned?"

Lao Tian turned around and went back to get a flashlight, and as soon as he leaned in, he felt a dark wind coming out, and he felt uncomfortable.

"I'll see, what's going on here!"

Lao Tian muttered to himself, flashlights and looked left and right.

A slender black shadow lay on the ceiling above him, slowly following the trail of his path.

Lao Tian probably glanced around, but didn't find anything abnormal, thinking that maybe he was drinking by himself

There are a lot of auditory hallucinations, and the ears are not easy to use at this age.

He turned around and was about to leave, when he suddenly noticed something unusual in the corner on the side, which was the stretcher he had just pushed in the middle of the night.

How was the white sheet of the stretcher car lifted a corner, and when I got closer, I saw a white dangling arm hanging outside.

Lao Tian's head buzzed, how could this be possible, he obviously covered it with his own hands.

But what will be in front of you is indeed exposed.

"Hey, I'm getting older, and my memory is no longer good."

Lao Tian comforted himself, walked over and stuffed the arm into it again, turned around and left.

There was a slight click.

Lao Tian looked back, this time it was really fried, and the arm fell out again.

Whoever said not to be afraid, that's.

However, Lao Tian has experienced a lot, and he is a lot bolder, and he secretly thinks that he is still quite uneasy in this later life, which is a follow-up.

"Housheng, I know you have grievances, but people die and their debts disappear, and those who are young leave early and are reincarnated early."

Lao Tian pretended to be bold and shouted, but he didn't believe in this evil in his heart, and walked over again.

Reaching out and stuffing the arm back again, before the hand could be withdrawn, suddenly the wrist tightened.

Lao Tian was completely fried now, and the wine had already woken up, his legs were weak, and he almost knelt down.

Lao Tian didn't know where he got the courage, the ghost sent the gods, and grabbed the white quilt with his left hand and opened it violently.

Black blood was constantly flowing from the previously stitched head, two black eyes hung on the miserable white face, and the most terrifying thing was a weird smile on the corner of the mouth, and the teeth clicked left and right.

Click, click.

It was exactly the same as the voice I had heard in the next duty room.

No matter who was bold and was also scared, Lao Tian panicked, shouted at the top of his throat, and pulled his arms frantically, trying to break free from the hands of the corpse.

"Ahhh......h

Lao Tian finally pulled his arm out of the corpse's hand, and without saying much, he ran wildly.

Seeing that he ran to the gate, the door that was originally wide open suddenly closed, and Lao Tian didn't open it even after he tried his best.

The stretcher carts in the Taiping room suddenly trembled and slowly came towards Lao Tian, one after another......

Crunch!

Dozens of stretcher carts surrounded Lao Tian in the middle, resisting it to the death.

Lao Tian's blood pressure rose suddenly, his blood felt like it was about to coagulate, and cold sweat came out of his head layer after layer.

A string of wooden beads on Lao Tian's wrist suddenly cracked, scattered all over the ground, and dripped onto the floor continuously.

Strange as it sounds, with a creak, all the visions are gone.

The clatter clattered abruptly, and the chaotic stretcher cart returned to its original position, and everything returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

The door that had been locked was also wide open, and the bright locks hung outside.

Only the stretcher in the corner, half of the white dangling arm still hanging outside.

Lao Tian sat paralyzed on the ground, frightened enough, and hurriedly climbed from the floor with his hands and feet

got up, and ran towards the door in a panic, which would not care about anything.

Lao Tian thought as he ran.

"The resentment of the future life is also too big, you are willing to expose this arm outside, it's too fucking scary!"

After Lao Tian ran out, he knocked on the door of the guard room in a panic, and his words were incoherent.

Xiao Yang Xiaowang in the guard room looked at this Lao Tian full of wine, and he couldn't speak clearly, and secretly thought that this old guy was not very bold, he must have drunk too much wine and hallucinated.

Lao Tian pulled these two people, both carrying electric batons in their hands, and rushed towards the mortuary.

A few people had the courage to push open the door of the mortuary, and the stretcher carts inside were neatly arranged, everything was as usual, and nothing had happened.

Lao Tian's face was ugly, this would have become a frightened bird, pointing to the last stretcher cart in the corner, the half of the white dangling arm, and trembling.

"That's it, that's it, you see! The arm is still outside! ”

Xiao Yang in the guard room was bold, walked over and stuffed the arm back, and didn't believe in the evil and used the electric baton to pick open the white cloth sheet and inspect it, except for the corpse's face was a little deformed, there was nothing unusual about the others.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "No Taboos" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~