Chapter 156: Contradictions
"Bump!!"
The sudden loud bang frightened Jiang Sheng and immediately turned around.
Followed by.
It saw the scene of a tragic car accident in front of the hospital.
A white van collided with a black jeep.
It seems that the brakes are out of order, so the speed of the white car is unusually fast.
Even before the collision, there was no sign of slowing down.
The whole scene exploded, and the flickering flames and splashed glass caused the hospital entrance to become chaotic.
The onlookers at the scene retreated one after another, watching the sudden car accident in horror.
Luckily, maybe by coincidence, no pedestrians were involved.
The car was overturned by inertia, and the front of the car was twisted and deformed in the violent shock.
As for the jeep, because of the height and sloping road, it rolled outward a few times. The people in the car panicked and let out a cry of pain. The door was slammed with tremendous force and collapsed, and the metal fragments were scattered all over the ground, making people feel a thrill.
At the moment of the accident, the scene was filled with smoke and flames.
Some of the people are calling the police.
Some are calling for doctors.
Only Jiang Sheng immediately made a judgment.
The people in the business sedan were not saved, and the jeep suffered few casualties, but the door seemed to be jammed.
Thinking like this, the black cat dodged and immediately rushed forward. Then he broke open the door of the jeep, which was already lying down, with his claws.
Smoke billowed down, and it moved fast.
As a result, the chaotic crowd hardly noticed its existence.
Only a little girl in the jeep glanced at Jiang Sheng.
The black cat bared its teeth and looked away from the other party in fright.
"Bump!!"
The door flew into the air, and it looked like it was due to some mechanical failure.
The people in the jeep were saved.
The black cat also quietly retreated into the flower bed.
Suddenly, it saw a strange wisp of mist on the wreckage of the commercial vehicle.
That's, Calamity!?
Jiang Sheng's pupils narrowed a little.
In the next second, the black cat chased the fog, turned around and ran into the hospital.
……
The internal facilities of GHC are very well-developed.
Jiang Sheng ran wildly all the way, and only at the end did he follow the fog into the third building of the inpatient department.
It's very different from the noise outside at the moment.
The inpatient room was very quiet, the doors of all the rooms were closed, and the oppressive atmosphere seemed to envelop the entire space. The faint smell of disinfectant water permeates all corners, and the white tiles reflect the same white light.
The air around is very humid, and the soft air flow brushes the black cat's whiskers, inexplicably giving people a feeling of relaxation.
A clock hangs on the white wall, which adds a dignified and barren atmosphere to the already monotonous corridor.
There seems to be a patient living in each ward.
They either sat quietly or stared out the window in a daze.
Several medical staff hurriedly walked by, holding all kinds of medical documents and equipment in their hands, and a certain machine still had a buzzing sound, so frightened that Jiang Sheng immediately hid behind two garbage cans. The shadows and the harsh incandescent lamps are opposed to each other, forming a dividing line of varying lengths in the inpatient department.
They are like layers of tiny satin, enveloping everything as far as the eye can see.
All people and things.
All become hazy, mild, and abnormal.
……
Is it my delusion.
Jiang Sheng looked left and right, thinking to himself.
Why did my brain feel so uneasy as soon as I came here?
But after a few moments, the black cat's eyes widened.
No, certainly not an illusion, this place is really disturbing.
Calamity, by the way, where did the calamity go?
Jiang Sheng, who was suddenly startled, raised his chin and looked for the target he was chasing.
In an instant, the black cat found the other party's "figure" again in an inconspicuous corner.
Leaving the dazed feeling just now, Jiang Sheng immediately chased after him.
Finally at the end of the corridor.
The black cat broke into a remote hospital room with a half-hidden door.
Why does this building give people a feeling that is both gentle and eerie.
Before, why did I have a trance?
In a matter of seconds, Jiang Sheng clarified the answers to many questions.
Because at the moment, the interior of the small ward.
It is already full of calamities.
……
On a clean and tidy hospital bed, a patient with his hands and feet tied is lying.
Physical characteristics are male, about 40 years old.
He had a sturdy leather belt around his neck, his arms tied behind his back, and his thighs tightly together.
He wore a strange mask on his face, two leather cords that passed through behind his ears, black eye holes, and alien lips grinning ugly.
He struggled in agony, a shrill moan breaking the silence of the air. The whole person looks a little sluggish, and he suppresses the power of madness.
The body was tightly wrapped, and it was like a maggot on the bed.
The patient's eyes gleamed with a frenzied light, as if he were being dominated by some terrifying hallucination, sometimes decadent, sometimes manic.
Perhaps aware of Jiang Sheng's presence, he began to roll in small increments in an attempt to break free from the tight binding.
But it could only touch the bed iron, so that it made a slight crunching sound.
He muttered to himself.
"Hospital, gate center, car accident, hospital, gate center, car crash."
Slowly, he stopped struggling, just calmly lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
It seems that you are the one who can predict accidents.
Name, is it called Yang Fuxian?
The black cat glanced at the patient's badge and circled around the other again, without making any rash moves.
Because in its eyes, this patient has no weak spiritual energy in his body.
At the same time, the soul of the person is equally divided into two parts.
Yes, completely equal, distinct.
The whole soul, half pale blue, half pure black.
The calamities that filled the room all came from the half-black spirit.
The pale blue spirits, on the other hand, are limiting the concentration of misfortune.
So, what is your situation?
The black cat jumped on the windowsill, squatted there, and looked at Yang Fuxian in silence.
You can't just be a living ghost.
(End of chapter)