The inpatient department of the health care hospital is even more weird than the outpatient department.

The doors were closed in every room, and there seemed to be a dark shadow shaking.

Zhou Fan looked all the way and found that all the beds in the ward were covered with quilts.

The quilt is spotless, in stark contrast to the cracked walls and dusty floor.

What made his scalp tingle the most was that he found a human-shaped mark on the dusty hospital bed, as if there were still people lying there in those quilts.

Even in broad daylight, he was scared enough.

Yang Xue didn't know where she had gone, and she hadn't seen him for most of the day.

Zhou Fan looked around the inpatient department and finally came to the morgue in the basement.

He had searched the operating room and other places, but now only the morgue had not been found.

After a fierce struggle for a while, in order to save Pang Pang and Zhao Hu, he finally gritted his teeth and opened the morgue.

It's even more stunned here, although it has long been unfrozen, but it is even colder here than other places.

"Amitabha! Good luck! ”

"Bliss in the afterlife! Don't look for me! ”

Zhou Fan thought about it for a while, and then took out the boning knife and walked into the morgue carefully.

The boning knife came from Zhao Hu's house, and he felt that this knife was very easy to use when he worked with the black widow before, so he took it to protect himself.

There was a faint smell of decay floating in the morgue, and from time to time there was a cold air on the ground, making the temperature inside even colder.

As far as the eye can see, there are numbered corpse cabinets engraved on all sides, as well as an operating table.

Zhou Fanhu stepped forward suspiciously, took out the photos on his mobile phone and checked them, and found that the photos taken by Zhao Hu were probably taken here.

In other words, Pang Pang and Zhao Hu are likely to be in a corpse cabinet?

And will the murderer also hide in the morgue?

Thinking of this, Zhou Fan hurriedly urged Bauhinia Youlan to transform two vines around the nearby corpse cabinet and slowly pull it out.

The first is empty, the second, and the third is also empty.

Just when Zhou Fan thought that these corpse cabinets might all be empty, he opened the fourth corpse cabinet and found that there was a rotting corpse inside.

He almost threw up, and quickly pushed it back.

It's still good to have vine control, at least on this occasion, if he stepped forward to open the corpse cabinet one by one to check, he estimated that he would be scared out of half his life.

Soon, most of the corpse cabinets were pulled out by him, and all but some were empty.

It didn't take long for him to pull a heavy body cabinet.

His heart was awe-inspiring, and he was ready to defend as soon as possible.

"Click! Click! ”

As the morgue was slowly pulled out, the click of grinding teeth also sounded one after another.

"Pang Fat!"

Inside the morgue is indeed Pang Fat, his face is pale and swollen, and he looks like a corpse.

Zhou Fan flashed to the front and reached out to put his hand on his neck and found that he still had a faint pulse.

At this time, the change was abrupt, and I saw Pang Pang suddenly open his eyes, and a red light shot out of his eyes and pierced Zhou Fan.

There was not the slightest trace of blood shed, it was an afterimage of Zhou Fan.

He himself had already appeared outside the morgue door, only to find that the floodgates had been locked shut.

"Roar!"

A roar like a beast sounded, and the guy who seemed to be fat rushed out like a beast and pounced on Zhou Fan in an instant.

Zhou Fan urged the fragrance of Bauhinia Youlan while turning in circles to avoid pursuit.

Soon, the fat creature stretched out and turned into a clawed monster that resembled an ape-man.

Zhou Fan tried to wrap it with vines, but the monster was so powerful that it tore off his vines in an instant.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

While dodging, Zhou Fan manipulated the vines to pull out the corpse cabinet and smash it at the monster.

Soon, the rest of the mortuary was pulled out, and he didn't see any trace of Pang Fat.

The monster's strength was extremely strong, and although it was smashed by the heavy corpse cabinet, it still frantically pounced on Zhou Fan.

The rapid consumption of strength made Zhou Fan more and more physically exhausted.

A feeling of weakness came, and he found that the Bauhinia Youlan in the dantian was no longer able to control the vines.

The scent that permeated the morgue didn't seem to have much effect on the monster, it just wasn't as agile as it used to be.

Soon Zhou Fan was forced into a corner, and the embroidered shoes could no longer use their strength.

Seeing that he was about to die in the mouth of the monster, a white cloth covering the corner behind him suddenly floated up and wrapped around him.

Zhou Fan was startled, thinking that he had encountered something strange again.

Before he could react, the white cloth flew away with him as he smashed the skylight glass in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Fan, who originally wanted to struggle twice, rushed out after seeing the monster follow.

It was too large and was stuck in the window at the moment, but it was writhing wildly and pulling away, thinking that it would soon be able to chase it again.

Zhou Fan's physical strength was seriously consumed and it was difficult to use Bauhinia Youlan anymore, so he chose to wait and see what the white cloth was going to do.

Flying all the way, the white cloth wrapped him to the inpatient department, and then flew up to the fifth floor.

On the fifth floor, there was a dried corpse hanging upside down like a wind chime, and black shadows crawled out of the cracks in the walls, all looking up at Zhou Fan and Bai Bu.

Just as they were about to attack, Zhou Fan frantically urged the aroma of Bauhinia Youlan to permeate him and the white cloth covering his body, only to make those black shadows stop moving.

Countless dark shadows crawled out of the cracks in the walls, and they were like ghosts of the night that took over almost all floors.

Now that the sky outside has completely darkened, Zhou Fan still couldn't wait for Yang Xue to arrive.

The mobile phone has no signal, it should be disturbed by some kind of energy, making it difficult for him to call for help in the first place.

One ward after another swept by, and soon Zhou Fan found a ward that was intolerable.

Outside the ward hung a slap-sized bloodstained rag doll, with a smile on its blood-red lips, swaying in the breeze on the empty door.

The white cloth flew into the ward with him in the blink of an eye, and as the door of the ward closed, a figure emerged from the white cloth.

"Zhao Hu?"

Zhou Fan, who jumped off the white cloth and took a few steps back, looked at the figure that looked like Zhao Hu with some shock.

I saw that half of the man's face, and the other half was covered with strange blood-colored lines, like a terrible ghost.

"Shh

The person suspected of Zhao Hu stretched out his hand and booed, signaling Zhou Fan not to speak.

Soon, black shadows floated outside the door, and those black shadows seemed to be patrolling, wandering around the house before leaving.

"Fuck! Lao Tzu was miserable by you! ”

After the black shadow left outside the door, Zhao Hu retreated to Zhou Fan's side and couldn't help but scold.

"Are you really Zhao Hu?"

"What's wrong with your face?"

As soon as Zhou Fan heard the tone and demeanor of his words, he instantly concluded that he was Zhao Hu.

A big stone fell in his heart, and while secretly breathing a sigh of relief, he was also shocked by the changes in Zhao Hu's face.

"Shhhh Hurry up and hide it! ”

At this time, Zhao Hu was anxious and beckoned Zhou Fan to hide, and he took the lead in lying down on a hospital bed and covering the quilt.

Zhou Fan didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly lay on another hospital bed and covered it with a quilt.

There was silence in the room, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

Just when his face was full of doubt, a suppressed and cold aura suddenly came.

At the end of the corridor, darkness spread rapidly, covering the ward where Zhou Fan was in the blink of an eye.

The temperature of the entire ward plummeted, and a negative atmosphere full of despair and coldness spread, making Zhou Fan, who was hiding in the hospital bed, have suicidal thoughts.