The smell of disinfectant water unique to the hospital was uncomfortable, the long corridor was quiet and dark, and the rooms on either side were pitch black without the slightest sound.

There are not many patients hospitalized here, and they are all patients with mental illness, which is naturally different from other hospitals.

The long, dark corridor was pitch black, and the faint wind blew from the end, with a hint of coolness, mixed with some crying sounds.

It's a little creepy.

Wang Zun had long been accustomed to these strange feelings in the eyes of ordinary people, and they had no effect on him, he lay on the bench, closed his eyes and recuperated, and did not feel sleepy.

In fact, his ears were standing very straight, he was listening to the voice in Yan Xiaoting's hospital room, and his keen hearing was able to hear Yan Xiaoting's steady breathing.

At that moment, a footstep sounded, and at the end of the dark hallway, there was also the light of the sensor light.

It was a nurse lady, she was holding a record book, her face was sad, and a little hesitant, but more urgent and uneasy.

Her pace was very fast, and after inspecting the first few wards, she came directly to ward 222 and pushed Wang Zun.

"Are you really going to be here to stay?"

The nurse asked vigilantly, her little face collapsed, she looked at Yan Xiaoting in the ward, and drew a few strokes in the record book.

"Don't worry about me, I protect myself, if you want to protect the macho man, call me at any time, I'm not a good person, but it is my duty to protect beautiful women, even if it is to sacrifice my limited life!"

Wang Zun is righteous and strict, and the righteousness is awe-inspiring.

It's just that no matter how you listen to it, I think he is not serious at all.

In one afternoon, Wang Zun was already quite familiar with the nurses here, from the 50-year-old experienced nurse aunt to the 20-year-old young lady who had just interned.

His mouth is not in vain!

"You don't think so, there is still half an hour, you will regret it, I don't want you macho man, don't come to the duty room to call for help!"

The nurse glanced at Wang Zun, and then whispered: "Let me tell you, it's not peaceful here at night, there are a lot of strange things, Yan Xiaoting is just one of them, have you seen ward No. 227, there is an old lady lying inside, like a vegetative person during the day, with her eyes open, motionless, and not talking, at night, in the early morning, she is different, she likes to harm herself!" ”

Well?

"What kind of self-harm method?" Wang Zun became interested all of a sudden, he had been here for an afternoon and an evening, but he hadn't seen other patients yet, and if the nurse didn't say anything, he didn't know that there was an old lady lying in ward 227.

"She said that someone pinched her neck, grabbed her neck and head with her hands, grabbed a skin and flesh, and her head was bleeding, you don't let her be targeted, she will also do it to others, the last time a colleague was on duty, she scratched her face, and her face was torn off!"

"As she grabbed it, she yelled that someone was trying to strangle her!"

Wang Zun was stunned, it can be imagined that it should be a ghost thing that is invisible to ordinary people pinching the old lady's neck, right?

In fact, the vast majority of mentally ill people are normal, but they just see things that others can't see, and they meet "people" that others can't touch, so they do things that others can't understand.

"Anything else?"

Wang Zun was unhappy and carefree, and he couldn't see any changes.

The nurse thought for a while, and then said softly: "I'll warn you, I also said what I shouldn't say, and don't go to the public toilet at the end, you know?" ”

"Why?"

There is a big question mark engraved on Wang Zun's head!

"I'll tell you, don't tell others that I said it, there have been people in the toilet, half a year ago there was a head nurse who died in the toilet, the death was very miserable, the skin on her body was about to be torn off, and she tore it herself, and she died of pain."

"Since then, there have always been blood stains in the toilet for no reason, no matter how much you drag it clean, in the toilet in the middle of the night, there will always be heart-rending cries, painful screams!"

"Some family members of patients said that when they had stomach problems one night, when they went to the toilet, there seemed to be something dripping on their heads, cold, cold, reaching out and touching a handful of blood, looking up, they found that there was a piece of human skin on the ceiling, a complete human skin, and the whole body was bleeding directly to the family members......"

In the end, the nurse didn't say anything, because she was already a frightened bird, and her voice trembled, obviously panicked.

"I don't want to tell you anything, you can do it yourself, I don't want another psychopath on this floor tomorrow!"

The little nurse is also kind, and reminded Wang Zun a lot, and he doesn't listen to him.

Looking at the time, it was 23:50, and there was no light from the sensor lights in the long corridor, and I didn't know where the wind was blowing, which made both of them a little cool.

The little nurse walked away directly, leaving quickly, without looking back, like a mouse.

As for it?

Wang Zun pursed his lips, making him also hairy, originally he was fearless, after all, he was an old rookie who had experienced a hundred battles.

But when a person suddenly whispers in your ear that there are a lot of weird things going on in this place, it doesn't feel the same way.

Wang Zun thought that Yan Xiaoting was not normal here, but he didn't expect that there were so many stories.

Tonight, it's fun!

Time passed, and as the little nurse left, the whole floor was silent, and it was eerily quiet, as if dead.

It's dark, it's quiet, and it's filled with endless weirdness!

In the long corridor, there was a faint wind, and the breeze that blew from somewhere, with a hint of coolness.

Wang Zun sat alone on the bench, looking left and right, expressionless, and his heart was not shocked!

The mission begins!

The sound of the prompt that popped up shocked Wang Zun, and he almost didn't scold his mother.

Wang Zun got up and opened ward No. 222, everything was normal inside, there was only one bed, and Yan Xiaoting was lying on the bed!

Yan Xiaoting breathed steadily, there was nothing unusual!

As the mission began, the wind in the corridor was a little stronger, and it was much cooler, blowing faintly from the entrance hall, bringing not only coolness, but also a vague scream.

It was the screams of patients brought from other departments, as if they had suffered a thousand cuts.

The psychiatric building, this floor, is quiet and scary.

After the mission began, it was darker, quieter, and felt like falling into water.

The induction light made a "zizi" sound, Wang Zun tried it, but there was no light, this is not because the induction light is malfunctioning or a short circuit, it is simply because the ghost is coming.

Ghostly aura began to flutter in the air, and the breeze turned into a yin wind, no longer with a hint of coolness, but coldness.

It's dark around, and the rooms on both sides of the corridor have become black holes, and if you don't get closer, you won't find any doorways.

Wang Zun was sitting at the door of ward 222, he didn't go anywhere, he was waiting, waiting for the ghost thing that was pestering Yan Xiaoting to appear!

He didn't believe that he was staying here, and no ghost thing could get on Yan Xiaoting's body.

Time passed, the darkness was deeper, and it was terrifyingly quiet, and Wang Zun could hear his own breathing, and he could hear his own heartbeat!

The beating sound of two hearts!

0:34 a.m.!

More than half an hour has passed, and there is still nothing abnormal, Wang Zun is not irritable, he is becoming more and more calm, and his mind is free of distractions.

He was used to waiting and patient, and this time was nothing.

About another 10 minutes have passed!

Ahh......hhh

A strange voice rang out!

It was as if a person was opening his mouth, breathing hard, desperately swallowing the air, and his throat seemed to be stuffed with sand, and he couldn't scream if he wanted to.

Wang Zun had a keen insight that this voice was a strange sound coming from Ward 227.

The little nurse said that there was an old lady lying in this ward, and the old lady said that someone pinched her neck late at night, so she struggled desperately and scratched, but she scratched herself to the point that her skin was open and her head was bleeding!

Ahh......hhh

The strange voice was like shouting, and it was like breathing hard, louder and louder.

Faintly, the sound of scratching could be heard in Ward 227.

It seems to be a person who is frantically tossing and turning in bed, desperately struggling.

Wang Zun's eyebrows jumped, do you want to go over and take a look, that is, the distance between the three wards, if she passes, what should Yan Xiaoting do?

Wang Zun thought about it, he couldn't see death without help, right?

If it weren't for his Virgin, if he hadn't encountered these things, without this strength, he would definitely not be a good person.

However, if he encounters it, he also has the strength to solve this person's affairs, and if he doesn't help him, he will be hard-hearted.

Is there a big difference between the two?

got up and glanced at Yan Xiaoting in the ward, although it was very dark, I could see that Yan Xiaoting was still lying quietly and steadily on the bed.

took Xiaoling out and put it on the chair, and asked her to guard Yan Xiaoting.

Xiaoling: (⊙ω⊙)

Is it really okay to leave me here like this?

I'm just a kid!

I'm afraid of the dark too!

Wang Zun put on his headlamp, lightly and carefully, trying not to make any noise, and came to the door of ward 227.

Although Wang Zun's eyes were accustomed to the darkness and could see his surroundings clearly in the dark, he still couldn't see anything if he looked closely.

You still need the help of lights!

Wang Zun didn't turn on the headlamp for the first time, and looked at the ward through the glass on the door.

The ward is very simple, just one bed.

There's a figure lying on the bed!

and a figure seated on a figure.

The seated figure stretched out her hand and pinched the neck of the lying figure, its hands dancing, scratching and flapping frantically, but her hands just couldn't touch the seated figure.

Instead, her hands scratched at her face and head, and she made strange noises from her mouth.

Wang Zun turned on the headlamp, and the light drove away all the darkness at once, and everything in the ward came into view!

The person who was scratching and slapping frantically on the bed was a silver-haired old lady, who had been scratched by her own hands and had scratched her face all over her face, alternating between old and new scars, and blood covered her face, dyeing her silver hair red.