Chapter Forty-Seven: The King Is Dead
Finally, in the evening, the hospital became much more deserted.
Especially in this critical care room, the cost is very expensive, few people will live in it, and every night, the whole floor looks lifeless.
Since I had just undergone surgery, it was very inconvenient for me to move, so I asked Zhang Hong to find a wheelchair, which could barely be used for transportation.
I looked at Dr. Jin and found that this guy was even more serious at night, constantly shouting female ghosts in his mouth, and his head was in the quilt, and he seemed to be really scared.
I'm a little curious.,What kind of female ghost did this guy meet?
It stands to reason that although the Yin Gathering Talisman is powerful, the effect is not as strong as the Yin Gathering Array, and even if a ghost is summoned, it is not very powerful.
I sighed and said to Zhang Hong: "I said in advance, this soul conjuring is the most taboo disturbance, and when I am doing it, you had better not make a sound." ”
Zhang Hong was not on night duty, but because she needed to summon the soul of Dr. Jin at night, she took the initiative to stay.
I looked at the time, and it was almost midnight.
I asked Zhang Hong to go out to investigate the situation, but she stood still and didn't move.
I rolled my eyes and looked at her, "What, don't believe me?" ”
Zhang Hong shook his head again and again and explained, "No, no, I don't dare to go out." ”
When I heard it, I was completely speechless, but what the hell I said was direct, blocking everything I was going to say.
To be honest, there is a lot of buzz in the hospital now, saying that the critical care ward is haunted, especially Dr. Jin has never woken up, which makes Zhang Hong feel a little weak.
In addition, it is now close to midnight, and the corridor outside is quiet, even if a pin falls on the ground, you can hear it very clearly.
To be on the safe side, I put the black coffin in my arms, and as long as it was there, I had nothing to fear.
I pushed the wheelchair and walked outside, and before I went out, Zhang Hong's expression was a little unnatural, but he still picked up the prepared things and slowly followed behind me.
Zhang Hong didn't hold back after all, and asked: "Zhao Zimu, can you do it, if you are not sure, forget it." ”
I ignored her, after all, Zhang Hong is an ordinary person, and there are bizarre things around her, if you are not afraid, it will be abnormal, so I simply let her see how powerful I am.
As for her not believing me, I didn't defend myself, and the two of us still have some grudges after all.
When I came to the hospital corridor, I felt that something was wrong, because the yin qi in this place was too heavy.
The lights in the corridor are a little dim, and the exit lights emit a faint green light, illuminating the surrounding area eeriely, and the blind corners that the lights can't illuminate are as black as ink, as if there is a hideous female ghost, staring around and waiting for an opportunity.
I couldn't help but shudder, this damn, they all say that the hospital is often haunted, and now seeing this terrifying atmosphere, it's like the feeling of making a domestic ghost movie, if the female ghost stands in front of me to nothing, I'm afraid of coming out of nowhere, that's the most terrifying thing.
I tightened the black coffin, and was about to instruct Zhang Hong to arrange it, but I saw that her legs began to tremble, her face became a little pale, and her eyes were fixed on the end of the corridor.
Following her gaze, I looked there suspiciously, only to see a figure standing there, half hiding at the corner of the stairs, with a half-pale face sticking out, staring at us motionlessly.
Because the window was not closed tightly, it was suddenly blown by the wind, making a clanging sound, but the figure did not react, and always maintained a posture.
I swallowed the spit, felt a little chill in my body, and directly opened the black coffin, took out the soul flag inside, with the soul flag in my hand, I didn't care about ordinary ghosts.
I pushed my wheelchair forward, slowly approaching the end of the hallway, trying to see what the guy really was.
It's a night, who's going to stay here and scare people?
But before I could get to the front, Zhang Hong let out a scream beside me, and then dragged my wheelchair like crazy, not letting me pass, she looked extremely frightened, stared, shook her head at me again and again, and shouted: No, no, don't go, don't go.
Fuck, what the hell is going on, Lao Tzu was not frightened by the ghost, but was startled by Zhang Hong's appearance.
I asked angrily, "You're crazy, why can't you go over?" ”
Zhang Hong trembled, stretched out his hand and pointed to the end of the corridor, and said in horror: "That's ...... Lao Wang. ”
Lao Wang?
Who is Lao Wang?
Could it be the old king next door?
I was stunned for a while, Zhang Hong said that it was Lao Wang, I thought it was someone I was familiar with, after all, only familiar people would call it that.
But I thought about it several times, but I still didn't have any impression.
When I saw Zhang Hong's frightened look, I was probably frightened by Lao Wang, and I couldn't help but wonder a little nonsense, could it be that when Zhang Hong was on the night shift, this Lao Wang took the opportunity to do that kind of thing, which is why Zhang Hong was so flustered.
I asked, "Who is Lao Wang?" ”
Zhang Hong ignored it, and pulled my wheelchair into the ward in a trembling manner, and then she closed the door in a panic, which became much calmer.
I'm getting more and more curious now, who is this Lao Wang, who can make Zhang Hong so afraid, just mentioning his name makes him tremble, it's like seeing a ghost.
Zhang Hong finally calmed down and breathed a heavy sigh of relief: "I don't know Lao Wang. ”
Hearing this, I almost jumped out of my wheelchair, fuck, you don't know Lao Wang, so why the fuck are you so nervous, I'm scared too.
I was a little speechless at this Zhang Hong, and sighed: "You don't know what are you afraid of, is it possible to eat you?" ”
Zhang Hong shook his head again and again, frowning: "I don't know Lao Wang, but I know that he works in the hospital." ”
I was even more puzzled and continued to ask her, "What kind of work?" ”
Zhang Hong's face was a little ugly, and he spit out three words from his mouth: "morgue".
I was stunned for a moment, and frowned unconsciously, what's wrong with working in the morgue, it's a large hospital with a morgue, so you have to send someone to manage it.
After Zhang Hong finished speaking, he looked at the door with palpitations, and found that the door was still closed, so he leaned towards my position, and then said in my ear:
"Lao Wang is dead."
Zhang Hong's tone was extremely low, especially the dead word at the end, which was like being squeezed out of his mouth.
When I heard this, I was so frightened that I jumped up from the wheelchair and pulled directly at the wound where the operation was performed, causing me to break out in a cold sweat and quickly sit back in the wheelchair.
But Zhang Hong's words just now always echoed in my ears, lingering like a spell: Lao Wang is dead.
The old king is dead, and the long face at the end of the corridor is the ghost of the old king?
I couldn't help but think of what happened just now, at the corner of the corridor, half of the pale face was exposed, and the figure hung on the ground, which looked particularly frightening.
After Zhang Hong's words were finished, her teeth began to fight up and down, because of the terrible silence in the room, except for the sound of heavy breathing, it was the sound of her teeth, as if there was a ghost grinding your teeth behind your back.
Hearing this sound, I had goosebumps all over my body, and the appearance of Lao Wang's half of his face lingered in my mind.
I finally recovered and asked nervously, "How did Lao Wang die?" ”
Zhang Hong shook his head vigorously, and even tears were about to come out, and begged: "Don't ask, I don't know, many people say that they saw Lao Wang dead, but he recently came back to work." ”
When I heard this, I almost cursed, is this fucking dead or not?
Seeing her like this, I can't continue to ask, but I still have a lot of questions in my heart, what is going on with this old king? Why did Lao Wang appear at the end of the corridor?
Just when I was wondering, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the door, and I came directly to the door of the house, and paused for about three seconds before there was a knock on the door.
Hearing this, my brow furrowed, and I looked at the time, it was midnight, who would knock on the door at this time?
I looked at Zhang Hong and found that she was staring at the door nervously, obviously frightened by the knock on the door, no wonder she was afraid, just now I saw the figure of Lao Wang, she is now a little mentally abnormal.
The knock on the door was very rhythmic, and I couldn't help but think of the half of Lao Wang's face, and even guessed that it might be Lao Wang outside the door.
I tightened the Soul Banner in my hand, which calmed me down a lot, and I pushed my wheelchair towards the door, slowly opening the door......