He asked me to go with her, and I wanted to refuse, but seeing that the girl was pitiful, I agreed. As a result, after coming out of the hospital, the girl died within a few days, as if she died of some infection, and I don't know the specifics.

In short, because of this, my impression of this kind of Putian abortion hospital is really so bad that when I see a trace of purple-black fog coming out of the door now, I feel that it is because there have been deaths here.

Moreover, it is estimated that there are definitely more than one or two people who died. It was the first time in my life that I had seen this kind of black fog, but I somehow understood that this black fog was made up of human souls—of course, not just souls, but unjust souls, one unjust soul after another.

Among these unjust souls are the souls of women who died in childbirth, and the souls of babies who were aborted.

I watched the purple-black fog become more and more, and then I came back to my senses suddenly, why did I suddenly appear in the abortion hospital of the Putian Department now?

I couldn't figure it out, but at this moment, I suddenly couldn't help but shudder, and my pupils contracted sharply—from the black mist composed of piles of unjust souls, I seemed to see struggling figures one by one.

A small, blackened mass of souls, crying and struggling—it was the soul of a baby, seemingly freshly born, bloodshot from its body.

However, gradually, the baby's limbs began to fall off, and when the body was torn and fell off, the baby's cry became more and more miserable, and I couldn't get rid of it.

Back then, because the death of my buddy's children and friends had a big impact on me, I also checked about the flow of people after that.

It was only then that I realized that the flow of people was not as simple as I thought it would be - it was a really, very cruel thing.

The doctor will disassemble the baby that has not yet formed with instruments and make it into a shape that can be easily removed from the mother's womb. To put it bluntly, what is the difference between this and killing and dismembering the body?

Especially those pregnant women who have reached the age of being able to give birth, they go for abortions, which is no different from killing people.

Now the baby, struggling in the black fog, criing in pain, seemed to be in a state of dismemberment.

I think the reason why I saw the soul first and then the dismemberment was because of ...... He's dead in his mother's womb.

I don't know how she died, but it can be roughly inferred that after the child died, her mother came to the abortion hospital for an abortion.

It was also painful to watch this process and I wanted to do something for him, but whenever I wanted to get close to the black mist, there was always an invisible and powerful force that brought me back to my place.

So, I could only watch like a spectator.

When the baby was completely dismantled, and even his head was shattered, I could no longer hear his cry, and in the black mist, there was no white soul.

Soon after, I saw the closed door open little by little, and then a man was pushed out of it, covered with a white cloth.

I guess this woman is the mother of the baby. It's just that I have a question in my mind.

A few doctors and nurses in shabby and dirty white coats came out of it, some yawning, and the two little nurses were still laughing and laughing, without the slightest heaviness on their faces.

Generally speaking, living people don't cover their bodies with white cloth like this, right? Shouldn't it all be a private covered white cloth to be sent to the morgue?

I felt a little uneasy in my heart, and I always felt that the person covered with the white cloth was strange, so I couldn't care so much, so I just followed.

At first, I was afraid that I would be discovered, so I hid for a while, but then I felt that these people didn't seem to know about my existence, so I deliberately yelled and experimented. Sure enough, they couldn't see me.

It's really like it's written in a supernatural novel, it's so, I shook my head, feeling very speechless.

However, as I swaggered along with them, I heard the guys start talking about this woman.

"Hey, you say, how are we going to explain to this slut's husband in a while?"

A little nurse said this, her face full of sneers, and she looked down at the person covered under the white cloth, her eyes full of disdain.

"Explain a fart explanation, I guess I wish the man who accompanied her was dead, just fool around."

A doctor said this leisurely, as if he remembered something, and after a pause, he added: "But when her lover is gone, and her husband and children come, we will have to make a profit, and pay attention to acting skills when the time comes." ”

"Huh? Make a fortune? How to fish? ”

Doctor B asked, a little dumbfounded.

"Rub, that's why I said that the newcomers are stupid, and they don't understand anything about this - of course they want red envelopes!"

Doctor B was shocked and said, "Now that everyone is dead, can you still ask for red envelopes?" ”

Hearing him say this, Doctor A sneered, then stopped the car, reached out and lifted the white cloth directly.

I subconsciously looked over, my eyes instantly widened, and I felt a tingling of my scalp, and I was shocked by the terrifying landscape in front of me.

Malegobi, are these guys really doctors?

This woman who came to do the abortion, her belly was directly cut, the internal organs were clearly visible, and her body was full of red bloodstains, just like the slaughterhouse, which was very scary.

I'm just a descendant of a ground burial master, not a medical student, and I have never seen such a scene, and I immediately began to tremble with fear.

Doctor A, who lifted the cloth, lifted the white cloth directly to the end, revealing the woman's face.

The woman was still breathing, although it was very weak, but she was still breathing, and her eyes were slightly open, looking very confused.

"Where is it dead, isn't it still alive?"

I was struck by lightning and my brain went blank. It's not because of this woman's miserable appearance, and it's not because of the cruelty of these profit-driven guys.

It's because this woman is none other than Hong Yan!

“…… But, there's no way she's going to survive......"

Doctor B shuddered - he seemed to be a little unaccustomed to this cruel scene, just like me. The little nurses immediately glared at him with disdain.

Doctor A narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "It doesn't matter if she survives or not - what matters is that her legitimate husband and her children want her to live, do you know what I mean?" ”

Seeing that Doctor B was in a daze for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses, Doctor A said disdainfully: "Okay, you waste, I don't expect you...... After a while, you just shut up and don't speak, just be dumb, and I'll deal with it. ”

Seeing this, I didn't continue to follow, just stood in place, silently watching Hong Yan who was gradually pushed away under the light of the white moonlight. The group was wearing red and white lab coats, but they didn't look like medical personnel.

I haven't seen the ghost yet, but I feel like I'm seeing it again.

At this point, I feel as if I vaguely understand the whole story - but it seems that there are still some clues missing.

After a moment's hesitation, I followed again.

Outside the operating room, I saw Hong Yan's husband and several children. My husband is quite handsome, but this person gives people a particularly wooden feeling.

Things turned out just as these guys expected, and the wooden man stuffed a bag of money into each other very bluntly.

These guys took it with a smile, pushed the half-dead Hong Yan again, and returned to the room that exuded yin energy.

This time, they didn't seem to even bother to pretend—the door to the operating room was ajar, and their shrill laughter and vague light came from inside.

In the middle of the conversation, I seemed to faintly hear Hong Yan's voice.

"Doctor...... I'm not going to die. ”

“…… We did our best. ”

Yes, you did your best - you did your best to pit a sum of money, money stained with human blood.

“…… It doesn't matter if I die, but ...... Doctor, did my baby survive? ”

“…… I'm sorry. ”

I couldn't make out the regret in the voices of these guys, but I could hear some of it in impatience.

"No...... This is my child with Zhijie...... It's the crystallization of my love with him, I can't live without him......"

"I'm sorry, we've done our best."

"My child, my child...... Woo, Zhijie, doctor, where is Zhijie? I want to see him......"

"Your mistress...... Ah, ahem, your husband has already left first because of something. ”

“…… How could it be, how could it be...... Whining...... Zhijie, Zhijie, I miss you so much...... I'm so cold, so painful......"

I heard Hong Yan's voice get weaker and weaker, and then when she was completely silent, after a pause, the guys began to laugh again as if nothing had happened.

"Your uncle's ...... A herd of brutes. I gritted my teeth, and I felt a deep anger that had nothing to do with me.

Now, after sorting out the information in my head, I seem to know what the whole thing is all about.

A moment later, I saw the guys come out covered in blood, and the room suddenly fell silent.

Looking at the faint light coming from the crack in the door, I had mixed feelings.

Eventually, I decided to go in and have a look.

And when I got in, my heart was even colder—all the things I knew about the proper surgical instruments in there.

What hammers, pliers, bloody scissors, sharp blades...... It's more like an execution ground than an operating room.

The beige marble slabs were full of blood, puddle after puddle of blood.

The blood and amniotic fluid were mixed together, and it looked very thin and pale pink. Looking at it, I was a little flustered, and a faint sadness rose in my heart.

Looking up, I saw that Hong Yan was lying there on the single-sized hospital bed, on the red sheets.

After sitting beside her, I saw a purple-black mist condensed on the ceiling in the corner, floating softly, like a hunter waiting for its prey to arrive.

However, just as I was staring at Hong Yan, who was motionless, a strange thing happened in front of my eyes.

I saw that on Hong Yan's body, another Hong Yan gradually appeared, and the shadow was very blurry at first, but I saw her sit up, get out of bed, and stare at her hands with her head down in confusion.

After that, she seemed to have discovered me, and slowly raised her head, looking at me with a hint of confusion with a somewhat illusory but still charming face.

“…… You are? ”

Looking at Hong Yan's blank face, I was actually confused - how could she see me? Those guys didn't see me just now, they thought I was air.

And at this time, I looked at Hong Yan's illusory figure, and suddenly thought of something, and then glanced at Hong Yan's body - sure enough, her eyes were closed.

Hong Yan is dead, that is, now this is Hong Yan's soul.

The living ones can't see me, but the dead souls can.

Other words...... Why am I a soul now?

Thinking of the scene where I was slapped down by the cat demon with a fierce paw, I felt that 10,000 grass and mud horses floated by in my heart.