Wang Yuting, Wang Yuting, isn't this my mother's name! Could it be that my mother was also admitted to the psychiatric department of the internal medicine building? I broke out in a cold sweat. The more I tried to get to the bottom of the matter, the more people were involved, and the more complicated it seemed to become. At this moment, the long fluorescent tube above my head began to flicker.

Does this mean that my time is coming again?

I hurriedly closed the journal and tucked it under my pillow. Lie down and cover with a quilt. At this moment, the door of the ward creaked and was pushed open. A female doctor stood in the doorway with a mobile phone in her hand and a flashlight function, the light of the flashlight shining on her chin. It's like a female ghost. I only heard her puzzled: "Is the lamp broken?" He reached out and turned off the switch of the light, and then pressed the switch of the lamp next to it. Suddenly the room was bright again.

She smiled at me, "Doctor Meng, it's so late, and you're still reading?" It's time to rest. ”

It turned out that the lamp was broken by chance, causing me to have a false alarm. "Uh, I'll go to sleep when I read a book again." I brushed my long hair and pinned it behind my right ear. He smiled and said to the female doctor.

"By the way, Doctor Meng, do you have a copy of Diagnostics there? Today, Dr. Zhao asked me to take a look and study hard. Director Zhang said that this book is with you. ”

"Oh. The book is in the second drawer to the left of my desk, go get it. I told her. It seems that this tradition is going to go on forever. This book is really evil, and all the weird events I have experienced have started from getting this book.

Wait, is it really because of the tradition left by the department that Dr. Zhao asked the new doctor to read this "Diagnostics"? I opened my mind again and thought about it.

The lady thanked her and closed the door and went out.

Master Zhou, who was in charge of the book, once said that five young internal medicine doctors had looked for the book "On Mass Hysteria" before, did they see the strange small words on the book "Diagnostics" like me? Then they died, but from different causes. It doesn't seem to be connected. Perhaps, these are just my thoughts?

I thought about it for a while, but I couldn't think of why, and I began to think about the name Wang Yuting again. It's the same name as his mother, is it the same person, or is it a coincidence? I looked at my phone, it was already more than 23 o'clock, so I'd better wait for my mother to come tomorrow morning and ask.

The overhead light went out again!

I didn't have any more luck in my heart, and this time, my time started again. Only this time, I had a bit of guts.

Why, because it's starting to be a little numb. This numbness tormented not only my body, but also my spirit.

mmd。 Endless. Ignoring whether I can stand it or not, if that woman whispers in my ear again this time, I'll use a magic spell!

I became angry for a moment. But there are no more fears.

His hands were knotted with the only Taoist mudra I knew, and I walked out of the ward door in a hospital gown.

There was a dim light in the corridor of the ward, only the nurse's station seemed to be brighter, and I moved slowly towards the nurse's station. When I walked to the entrance of the nurse's station, I didn't see the nurse, but I saw the female doctor sitting on the stool of the nurse's station holding "Diagnostics". I took a closer look, and she was flipping through the blank page of page 13. Bow your head and write something