Chapter 12: Death in Progress (1)
Li Qing has already made the neurology department of the hospital a miasma, and the corners on the third floor are full of complaints, the reason is that in order to help Guan Peng, she issued a health inspection order, which is also the only way she can think of to let the person on duty at night.
In a bathroom on the third floor, two nurses wearing heavy makeup were elegantly holding women's cigarettes and smoking without taking a sip, and they were the two people who were still alive in the group photo. The one with a slightly thin body and a melon seed face is called Miao Feixu, and the other one who is slightly plump is Ma Jing.
"The little dean really takes himself seriously, what kind of score, cleaning, and no one is allowed to ask for leave, isn't it just a good parent. Fei Fu, you hurry up and get the young master of the health director's family, and turn around disgusting and disgusting this woman. Ma Jing said while smearing her lipstick, and the mouth in the mirror was ready for paint.
"It's a beautiful idea!" Miao Feixu said angrily: "I'm afraid that you will also succeed, when the time comes, I should call you Sister Jing, or call you Little Mom." β
"Of course it's called sister, they talk about them, we don't care, or let his son ask him to call him brother-in-law." Ma Jing replied seriously, and then the two women laughed and fought together.
After a while, the two laughed enough and began to touch up their makeup.
"Have you heard? The death of Yiyi and Song Ming. Miao Feixu asked after applying foundation to her face.
Ma Jing hurriedly approached her, looked around nervously, and said mysteriously after making sure that there was no one: "It's all crazy, I heard that they died very strangely, it seems that their bodies were completely submerged in the ground and suffocated, and there are no traces of excavation on the ground around them, do you say it's strange." β
"Could there be ghosts?" Miao Feixu was a little scared.
"There's a fart!" Ma Jing pushed her away and laughed: "You also believe the legend, it's really a pig's brain." Okay, let's go, if you don't go, the department director will scold. β
The two of them returned to the office area with a mop, the cleaning was almost over, the director was distributing the keys, and so many people were left at once, and the duty room was not enough, so they had to borrow other departments.
"Eighty-eight on the eighth floor." Miao Feixu is somewhat familiar with this number.
Ma Jing snatched it away: "Isn't this the rumored five-star office?" Randomly realized: "It seems that the little dean is stammering you." β
On the eighth floor, Li Qing glared at Guan Peng angrily: "Why did you lend my house, it's still those two women, I can't stand the smell of their bodies." β
"Who told you to arrange for both of them to come to work, I only have one person, and at most one of them can be taken care of." Guan Peng replied while drawing gossip, yin and yang, and the true shape of the five mountains in the room.
"The two of them are from the same department, what can I do." Looking at Guan Peng, who was squatting on the ground and drawing, Li Qing rolled her eyes.
"Well, it's my fault. Let's go, it's almost twelve o'clock, I'll send you home first, those things should come out too, wait to see the show." β
Miao Feixu snatched back the key happily: "Don't envy sister, sister is just a legend." β
"Blessings and hardships, I will go too." Ma Jing is coquettish.
The head of the department coughed and interrupted their conversation: "The dean specially explained that only one person is allowed to live in that room. β
Ma Jing purged her crimson lips and said unhappily: "Please, pay attention to your wording, that is the acting dean's explanation." After speaking, he grabbed his key and walked away angrily, and said angrily: "What's the big deal, when we have money, the five-star house will be used as a bathroom." β
Ma Jing's temporary house is a shady house on the fourth floor, from the time she left, she found that this floor was temporarily living alone, and she couldn't help but feel a little hairy in her heart, opened the door and immediately got in, and saw a man with wide eyes, more whites than pupils in his eye sockets, looking straight at himself.
"Mom!" Ma Jing screamed in fright, broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly turned on the light, only to find that it was just a hydrogen balloon, and the man on it was the bald head Qiang in the popular "Bear Infested" during this time.
"Damn it!" Ma Jing stepped forward and punched him hard, but he was still angry, and slapped him a few times.
In addition to a bed, there was a row of wooden cabinets leaning against the wall, which were filled with all kinds of dolls, and all that was left was the 'bald head' suspended in mid-air.
Ma Jing looked at the colorful dolls and snorted coldly: "Pathetic girlish feelings, these naΓ―ve little butt children." After speaking, he sat on the bed and fell down suddenly: "It's still comfortable in bed, let me die in bed." β
The tiredness of the night made her fall asleep very quickly, and she could hear even breathing in a short time, and she did not notice that the lights in the room automatically dimmed while she fell asleep.
At twelve o'clock, Ma Jing, who was asleep, suddenly felt that someone was staring at her, and this feeling was extremely strong, which essentially woke her up.
She opened her eyes suddenly, and the room was dark, not even the window was bright, and the whole room was like a closed box.
But the feeling of being stared at didn't dissipate, and she understood that it wasn't a dream.
She moved backwards in horror, curled up against the wall.
"Who is it?" Ma Jing asked tremblingly.
No one answered her, but she knew there must be someone, and it wasn't far from her.
Trembling and touching the phone on the bed, the dim light looked extremely strange in this dark night, and at the moment of light, she saw a face, a yellow face, and her eyes were wide open.
"Whew!" Ma Jing breathed a sigh of relief and slapped the face hard, it turned out that she didn't know when the floating 'bald head Qiang' actually came to her bed.
Wrong! Ma Jing's fist didn't retract, she froze in the air, and she was frightened again, she didn't turn off the lights in the house, and she had also played with hydrogen balloons, if no one touched it, let alone a night, even if it was a few days, they would stay in place!
Can ...... now Ma Jing's breathing began to accelerate, drops of cold sweat condensed on her forehead, her body began to weaken, and her heart seemed to jump out.
Where, where! After the panic, Ma Jing became a little hysterical, and the feeling of being stared at gathered on her body from all directions at this time, stimulating every nerve in her.
Those dolls! Ma Jing suddenly thought of the terrifying rumors circulating in the nurses' station, if there were ghosts around, then they were likely hiding on humanoid objects, and this room was full of dolls.
Can't stay here anymore, Ma Jing at this moment suddenly thought of the death of Yiyi and Song Ming, maybe there are really ghosts.
She put on her shoes in a panic and ran towards the door, and at the same time, a gloomy laugh sounded in her ears, and the 'bald strong' was also humanoid!
Ma Jing didn't pause, buried her head and ran, and soon came to the door, grabbed the doorknob, and the next moment she found that the door couldn't be opened!