Cheng Jing slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was a square white ceiling... There are irregular water stains on the ceiling, and the water stains are already moldy.

I could feel myself on a single bed, my hands propping up my body, leaning back on the head of the bed to look around, the white sheets and quilts, the hospital gown on my body, and the smell of disinfectant water coming from the tip of my nose all indicated that this was a hospital ward.

This room is not large, and the white walls used to be common in hospitals, to be precise, they used to be white, and now they are covered with stains of various sizes and concrete walls showing the peeling of the wall skin.

There are only two single beds in the room, Cheng Jing is here, and on the next bed more than a meter away is sleeping an uncle about seventy years old, with his face facing him.

Maybe it's too dark in the room to see the outline of the face, only a hint of snow white, is that hair? Covered with a quilt, leaning over.

At the end of the uncle's bed was a light yellow wooden door with a window. There is a window between Cheng Jing and the uncle, but there is no light from the window.

The inside of the house seems to be splashed with a layer of light ink, and you can only vaguely see a rough idea, and under the window is a rusty iron cabinet that cannot be seen of the age.

A series of daily necessities such as a brand new set of water cups, lunch boxes, towels and so on are neatly placed on the cabinet, and there is also a set that has been used by someone, presumably from the sleeping uncle next to it.

There was nothing superfluous in the room, only a needle-walking clock hanging on the opposite wall, and the room was eerily quiet, without a single sound......

Cheng Jing did not lose his memory this time, and clearly remembered the scene when he touched the necklace, the necklace was in ashes, and he couldn't survive, he couldn't die!

Thinking that now that I am in the hospital, it must be the ambulance called by the girl, thinking of that girl, Cheng Jing lost her mind for a while, the girl is so beautiful, really beautiful, I can't say the feeling.

I'm hungry, my organs have been protesting, and the clock on the wall at the door shows that there are fifteen minutes left, so hungry...

Having no choice but to get up and put on the slippers peculiar to the hospital, he lifted his feet lightly, for fear of waking up the roommate, and slowly pushed open the door of the ward.

Push open the door, less than three meters to the left is an iron double door, Cheng Jing can't tell the southeast and northwest, the corridor light is quite bright, the small horizontal sign on the upper right side of the double door says operating room, Cheng Jing turned the handle of the door, and the door was locked.

Turning around, there is a long corridor on the right, and there is no end in sight......

The corridor has wards with opposite doors, and in addition to all kinds of dampness and spots on the two walls, which are the walls that are revealed by the peeling off of the wall skin, and the peeling wall skin on both sides of the wall is piled up, and no one cares.

What a broken hospital!

When I passed by the ward, I looked through the window of the door one by one, and the room was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything, and everyone seemed to be asleep.

After walking for nearly a minute to the end of the corridor, I divided the left and right branches, hesitated which side to choose, and finally walked to the right.

It's nearly a minute away again, and it's a fork in the road, standing at the intersection, this time Cheng Jing didn't choose, he was thinking, just standing motionless.

Cheng Jing decided to go back, a minute away, and came to the original corridor with two rows of wards again, he tried to push the door in, and found that no matter how hard he tried, the doorknob did not move at all, try to change it, and it was still the same.

I simply didn't push it, and walked directly to the outside of my own ward next to the operating room, and gently pushed the handle, and the door was magically pushed open.

It's still that ward, still so dilapidated, and the uncle is still asleep.

Cheng Jing walked back to his bedside, looked at the sleeping uncle, and then turned his head to look at the clock on the wall, a little fifteen minutes away.

The index finger of his left hand was bent, and he knocked the tin cabinet, but there was no sound, and he knocked hard again, but there was still no sound. The indescribable feeling when the iron cabinet is touched......

Yes, I don't feel it!

Cheng Jing showed a thoughtful look in his eyes, and lay directly on the bed sideways, facing the uncle, just seeing the outline of the uncle's face, but looking at it now, it was like an abyss, which made people panic, Cheng Jing closed his eyes and didn't look at it.

When he opened his eyes suddenly, he saw a face next to the bed!

To be precise, it is a dark white head, with constant potholes on the skull, and dense cracks, and it is clear that it has been dead for many years at a glance.

No skin, no eyes, nothing but a bare head.

The entire skull was supported by a cloud of black gas, more than a meter high from the ground, the black gas was thick like a substance, changing various shapes, and nothing else could be seen in the black gas, only two seeping blue lights leaked from the eye sockets of the skull.

Look around the black gas and then look at the uncle's bed, where is there still someone.

Cheng Jing's pupils shrank sharply, and he jumped directly to the other side of the bed with his left hand, and then looked at the unknown black gas in front of him without blinking

It seemed to sense that Cheng Jing was awake, and slowly began to change, turning into a "human form", as tall as Cheng Jing, and finally spoke

"Kid, kid, I'm so glad to see you, do you know how many years I've been waiting for you here...

Cheng Jing didn't speak, just looked at it quietly, without a trace of expression on his face.

Seeing that Cheng Jing didn't reply, it began to change again.

I saw that a complete dark white skeleton was slowly revealed in the black mist, and the whole skeleton was dark white, to be precise, a kind of gray white. Some places are missing, such as only one toe of the left foot, and the left rib cage is uneven, but the main body is still intact.

An eerie, terrifying, and evil aura came to the face, making people's hairs stand on end.

The skeleton landed on his feet, twisted his head from side to side like a human, there was no sound, and then moved his limbs, but there was still no sound, the skeleton seemed not very satisfied, and slowly turned his body...

Then he pounced on Cheng Jing in an instant, and the speed was so fast that Cheng Jing had no time to react.

When he opened his eyes again, the dim light made Cheng Jing a little uncomfortable, and he found that his hands and feet were tied to a single bed with hemp rope, presenting a large zigzag.

No, why is his hand so small, from Cheng Jing's point of view, it is clearly a little hand that is only eleven or twelve years old, and when he turns his head to look at it, other body parts are still the same.

This is clearly his twelve-year-old body, Cheng Jing fell into deep thought.

Looking around, it's a small room, where there is only a single bed, and the bed is clinging to the concrete wall on three sides!

Lying on the bed, the roof of the house was less than a meter away, and there was only a narrow door less than two meters on the right, and there was nothing but the bed and a light on the door.

I don't know how long it took, but when Cheng Jing was thinking, the door was pushed open, and he turned his head to see an old man about one meter six tall and at least seventy years old coming in.

The old man's silver hair was scattered and fluffy, his face was full of age spots, and he was wearing a bloodstained white coat, and some of the blood marks were already black.

It seems that the dress was worn for a long time.

He came in and didn't say anything, closed the door casually, just glanced at Cheng Jing, and began to pour things from his two white coat pockets, including scissors, scalpels, wires, and some bottles and cans...

Cheng Jing always felt that this old man was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it, he was still a little curious at this time, curious about how the old man's two pockets were so small, how to hold so many things.

The door was opened again, and Cheng Jing turned his head with difficulty, but before he saw anyone, he heard the voice first:

"I said uncle, you make so much money a year, and you don't know how to change a better environment for yourself, every time I come to see this door, I feel worried....."

Suddenly, a fat man came into Cheng Jing's sight, it was the damn fat man!!

The fat man struggled into the door with his right hand behind his back, then looked at the old man in the white coat who was fiddling with bottles and cans, and then turned his head to look at Cheng Jing, who was tied up and twisted his head, looking at his own Cheng Jing, and suddenly had that familiar and harmless smile on his face.

Walking up to Cheng Jing in three or two steps, he raised his right hand in front of Cheng Jing's eyes, and Cheng Jing saw that the fat man had a hacksaw in his right hand.

The fat man lowered his head and leaned into Cheng Jing's ear and whispered: Child, don't worry, it will be ..... soon