Chapter 9 The Old Building
"Master Zhou, do you have the key to the old library here?"
"Doctor Xiaomeng, you don't really want to find this book, do you? The computers in our hospital have long been connected to the Internet, and it is not the same when you look up online. Why do you have to go to the old building to look through old books? Master Zhou said.
"Master Zhou, please look for it, otherwise I won't feel at ease."
Who is Sister? I had to figure out if I was hallucinating. I'm studying medicine, so don't I know if I'm sick?
Master Zhou searched for a while on his keychain and found an old key. said, "Doctor Xiaomeng, you are a new doctor, or a girl, I will go with you." ”
I nodded. There's no need to be afraid of someone around.
I followed Master Zhou out of the inpatient building and walked towards the old inpatient department.
The old inpatient unit is located to the east of the inpatient unit, and it is a big difference from the new and modern building, which looks old and dilapidated. The old building was full of creepers, all the way to the roof.
Master Zhou used the key to open the big lock of the old internal medicine building and ripped off the chain of the big lock. The door of the old building was pushed open with a bang. There was a damp rush in my face, with a hint of coolness blowing on my face.
I looked at the long hallway in front of me and the confetti scattered on the ground. I touched the wall of the old building, the top of the wall and the top of the head are white lime walls, which have been yellowed, there are thick cobwebs in the corners, and the lower part of the wall is dark green paint, some places have been warped, some places have fallen off the wall skin, and there are traces on the ground.
Master Zhou turned back to me and said, "Our Third People's Hospital was originally established as a Jiangzhou Psychiatric Hospital. At that time, the conditions were not good, and the first floor of this building was used as an internal medicine ward. The second floor stores some medical equipment and books, and various medical records of the hospital. The third floor is usually locked because it was used as a psychiatric ward at that time. The library is on the 2nd floor, so come with me. ”
Oh. I answered. Walking through a corridor, in the center of the internal medicine building, there is a large staircase, stretching to the second floor, I looked at the confetti and wires scattered all over the ground and some old power gates, and followed Master Zhou to the second floor. At this time, the sunlight has been sprinkled in through the windows on the wall, and the ground and staircase handrails of the old building have been covered with dust, although the creeper has covered the strong sunlight, but through the gap of the creeper, it can also be seen clearly, Master Zhou with the key, the sound of the clatter, in the quiet upstairs spread far away. When I went up to the second floor, I saw that the staircase on the third floor had been sealed with iron gates and iron bars, and the iron gates were rusty, witnessing the age of the old internal medicine building. I followed Master Zhou to the east row on the second floor, walked through two rooms with a reference room written on the door, and when I arrived at the door of the third room, I looked up and saw that this room had the word library written on it.
Master Zhou opened the door with the key, and I saw two rows of bookshelves and a table, which were not far from the library in the new building, but the bookshelves here had long been broken, and the legs of the bookshelves had already been bitten by rats.
Master Zhou pointed to the bookshelf on the right and said, "The books with serial number 300 or so are probably here." It's just that the books are all damaged, so they were not brought to the new building. ”
I looked at the bookshelf he was pointing to, and there was a pile of torn books squeezed on it, and the pages of several books were spread out, and there were signs of breakage on them. So I searched for it,
I dusted it off and saw some reference books, but I never found the number 300.
Master Zhou saw that I was looking for books carefully, and he also helped me on the bookshelf.
This search took more than an hour. But there was no gain