Holding the scalpel, I walked up to Dr. Qin, who knew that his death was approaching, and the more he struggled, but Mr. Zhao and Dr. Ma twisted his arm tightly, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of it.

I picked up the scalpel and aimed it at Dr. Qin's neck, and Dr. Qin screamed in fright, at which point he couldn't even speak, only shook his head at me.

Teacher Zhao and Dr. Ma showed a relieved expression on their faces.

"Doctor Qin, I don't want to kill you, but it's all yours and mine, but as long as you promise me not to surrender and swear to God that I will do what I say, I can consider letting you go."

Hearing my words, Doctor Qin nodded hurriedly, and said hurriedly: "I promise you that I will not turn myself in." If I turn myself in, I will die a good death. ”

"Gao Xiang, do you believe his words? If we let him go now, as soon as we turn around, he will sell us, we have already started, and we can't stop it. Teacher Zhao said to me anxiously.

I threw away the scalpel in my hand, I knew that most of what Mr. Zhao said was right, Dr. Qin couldn't be trusted, as long as Xu Ya was here, he would surrender sooner or later.

What's more, now, he knows that we have killed him, and in order to protect himself, he must also go, and the sooner the better.

But so what, after all, it is a human life, I am a doctor, and my vocation is to save lives, not kill people.

Seeing that I threw away the scalpel, Dr. Qin let out a long breath, and his whole body relaxed, but he forgot that he was still under control, and if I didn't kill him, it didn't mean that others wouldn't.

Teacher Zhao kicked him in the crook of the leg, he screamed in pain, and knelt on the ground with one foot.

Taking advantage of his illness and wanting his life, Mr. Zhao didn't wait for him to recover, picked up the scalpel I threw away, and wiped it on his neck.

Doctor Qin dodged left and right, although he avoided the vital point, but some places were still cut, and blood gushed out.

"Let you be a whistleblower, this is the end of being a whistleblower, you give me death!" Teacher Zhao became crazy, and he didn't mean to stop at all.

Seeing that Dr. Qin's struggle was getting weaker and weaker, in the empty dàng) dàng) morgue, there was a sudden "clang" and a loud noise.

We were all so frightened that we looked around, and Mr. Zhao also stopped out of breath and looked at the source of the sound.

It turned out to be a refrigerator, which was in it, and it was as if someone had pulled it out and threw it on the floor.

"Go and see, who's inside?" Teacher Zhao motioned to Dr. Ma on the side.

"I—I don't dare, it's all dead people lying inside, inside."

"Useless things, I let you go, you go." Teacher Zhao said with blood-red eyes.

Dr. Ma glanced at the bloody scalpel in his hand, shivered excitedly, and then moved to the refrigerator step by step with a bitter face.

Halfway through, there was a sudden movement in the refrigerator, and an old man with a frosty face sat up straight, his head turning mechanically, and finally fixed on us, and then his mouth grinned, and he showed us a strange smile.

"Ahh

Dr. Ma was so frightened that he ran straight to us, came to my side, he grabbed my sleeve, and said tremblingly: "It turns out that what Dr. Qin said is not wrong, there are really ghosts in this world. ”

Then he turned his head to Teacher Zhao: "Let's run!" Staying here is a dead end. ”

Teacher Zhao also panicked at this time, listened to his words, and subconsciously ran in the direction of the door.

Doctor Ma and I hurriedly followed him, and Dr. Qin on the ground also struggled to get up and staggered to the door.

However, at this moment, there was another "bang", and another refrigerator bounced out of the wall, and Mr. Zhao's footsteps stopped suddenly, because the refrigerator was horizontal in front of him.

Inside the refrigerator stretched out a pair of hands, like old dried tree bark, full of wrinkles, and long nails, with a smell of death.

This was followed by a human face, its eyes were closed, and its face was as white as paper, except that under his eyes, there were two traces of crimson blood.

"I know, I know who he is, he moved in the day before yesterday and died the next day, and his family is preparing for him, so I put him here for the time being." Dr. Ma pointed to the face and said with a frightened expression.

The sound of his voice seemed to startle the face, and the face suddenly opened its eyes, supported the sides of the refrigerator with both hands, and slowly crawled out of it.

We were stuck in the middle, and on either side were a living dead, their steps slow, but they were approaching us step by step.

The four of us were crammed back to back, and our scalps were numb.

"It can't go on like this, we can't get out of the door, let's run somewhere else." Teacher Zhao made a quick decision, he fell and ran to the empty hall.

As long as you don't let those two living dead come close, anything else will be fine.

With this idea in mind, a few of us followed behind Mr. Zhao.

But soon, with the continuous sound of "clang, clang, clang", Mr. Zhao's footsteps stopped again, and looking ahead, he stepped back step by step.

In front of him, there are 9 refrigerators, and inside each refrigerator, a lifeless face is exposed.

We were surrounded, front and back, left and right, full of living dead, who were moving slowly, but in a clear direction, moving towards us.

We had no way back, and we watched them approach, but there was nothing we could do.

"How can people still move around when they die, this is impossible, absolutely impossible." Teacher Zhao muttered to himself.

With that, to our exclamations, he suddenly ran forward, straight for the living dead closest to him.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer, and we could see the living dead grinning hideously, and then it opened its mouth, revealing a row of white teeth.

Teacher Zhao didn't pause at all, seeing that he and the living dead were about to collide together, the living dead suddenly disappeared strangely.

Along with its disappearance, the other living dead also turned into a phantom, disappearing without a trace.

"Hahaha! It's all fake, I already knew it was all an illusion, and there are no ghosts in this world, it's all us who are scaring ourselves. Teacher Zhao laughed, looking quite proud.

"Teacher Zhao is still bold and careful, I thought I was going to be buried here today, but it turned out to be a false alarm." Dr. Ma wiped the sweat from his forehead and said complimentally.

"Yes, yes, as long as Mr. Zhao is here, we don't have to be afraid of anything." Doctor Qin was accustomed to agreeing, and as soon as he finished speaking, two Dao Sen's cold gazes came towards him.

Doctor Qin swallowed his saliva, his footsteps quietly moved back, and he barely squeezed out a smile, and said: "I won't go stupidly and surrender again, it turns out that in this paragraph, I am scaring myself, Xu Ya is dead, she can't appear again." ”

"Do you think we're going to believe you?" Teacher Zhao put his hands behind his back and stared at him coldly.

Dr. Qin wanted to escape, but as soon as he turned around, he saw Dr. Ma's obese shadow.

Although he avoided the vital part just now, the wound was still bleeding, and his head was dizzy at this time, and it was impossible to resist.

"Teacher Zhao, I was wrong, please forgive me, I promise, don't say that Xu Ya won't appear, if that stinky girl appears in front of me again, I will definitely let her die again." Dr. Qin wept bitterly, and he knelt down in front of Teacher Zhao.

Teacher Zhao opened his mouth, he just wanted to speak, suddenly frowned, and asked Dr. Ma instead, "Do you feel cold?" ”

Doctor Ma rubbed his hands, nodded, and muttered to himself, "It's really strange, this feeling, it's like I was lying on it when I was on night shift, and it was as cold as a block of ice." ”

"Me too, but now we're all awake, and it's not a doctor's room." Teacher Zhao took over the topic suspiciously.

As soon as his words fell, there was a sound of reading, with the last experience, this time we were very calm, following the prestige, there was a girl about 16 years old, with her back to us, holding a book and reading hard.

Her voice was very clear, and I listened carefully for a while, it seemed to be a text from high school, but after so long, I can't remember the name of the text.

"Xu Ya, you stinky girl, you ran out again to scare me, this is all an illusion, I am not afraid of you, let alone turn myself in." Doctor Qin scolded and said that Teacher Zhao gave him infinite courage, and in order to prove that he would not go to the informant, he strode towards Xu Ya.

"Who do you say is the stinky girl?" The girl turned her face, her dark eyes and pale little face, who else would it be if it wasn't Xu Ya?

"It's you who scolded, it's just an illusion, what am I afraid of?" When she arrived at Xu Ya's side, Dr. Qin raised his hand and slapped her in the face.

He thought that Xu Ya would disappear like those living dead, but with a soft sound of "pop", he was stunned.

"When I was alive, you desperately urged the account, I died, you still have to beat me, Doctor Qin, why are you doing this to me, my face hurts so much now?"

Xu Ya stroked her cheek and said faintly, but when we look at her face, how can there be traces of being beaten and swollen?

Doctor Qin took a few steps back, and then he suddenly held his hand to hit Xu Ya, and his eyes widened in horror: "My hand, what's wrong with my hand?" ”

The muscles in Doctor Qin's hands were disappearing at a visible rate, and after a while, only the skeleton of his hand remained, and there was nothing at all.

"Ahh My hands hurt so much, they hurt me to death. Doctor Qin, who came back to his senses, held his hand that had turned into a skeleton, and screamed miserably, he hit the wall hard, as if he wanted to faint quickly, so as to relieve the pain in his body.

This is not an illusion, but a real existence, Dr. Qin's screams echoed dàng) In our ears, we saw that we were frightened, unconsciously, and our feet secretly moved in the direction of the door.