Ward 1.

When Shen Jian stepped here, the first thing he felt was a kind of oldness.

Tiles, the walls have traces of age, but they are generally neat, and the smell of disinfectant is everywhere, but not too strong.

Let Shen Jian feel like he is dreaming back to the old clinic in the real world.

It's just that the blood stains on the ground have ruined this ordinary.

"Uncle, according to the explanation of the patients, in addition to the director of the first ward, there are several directors, these directors are not like the doctors and nurses in the ward, they are out-and-out monsters, who take pleasure in torturing and aggravating the condition of others."

Little girl number 15 recalls something.

A little fear appeared on his face.

"My desire to kill was not so serious in the first place, but it was these directors who magnified my bloody side with drugs, electric shocks, sleep destruction and other means, and it became out of control."

Speaking of which.

This bloody Lori rarely showed a bit of helplessness.

But the next second, it was raised again, revealing a sickly face.

"So, I'm going to cut them all to death, cut them all into ten, no, fifteen."

"I want to see a river of blood flow and fight."

Shen Jian's face was expressionless.

Go deeper.

Da! Da! Da!

Heavy footsteps sounded ahead.

A young director in a white lab coat approached him, and the hallway light shone in, dragging his shadow long on the ground.

Meet Shen Jian.

The young director was also stunned.

"Who are you? You can't enter here, you're breaking the rules. ”

He stared at Shen Jian and No. 15, who showed a sickly smile, and an extremely cold aura emanated, and there were blood stains on the white coat that had just been stained.

Redcoat.

This young director is a red-clothed ghost.

Obviously, this is not the difficulty that a Samsung copy should be.

The exploration of the first ward is not within the reach of a three-star player.

"Joke, I'm the doctor here, where can't I enter? But you, so young, don't look like a doctor, do you have a medical qualification? ”

Young Director: ......

Where did you get the courage to say me?

No matter how young I am, I look like I'm in my 30s.

Whether you're twenty-five or not is a question.

And.

"What a mess, you don't need any medical qualification certificate here, as long as it is recognized by the dean, you are the director."

The young director sneered.

Then he looked at the little girl No. 15: "I seem to remember you, you are an antisocial personality, we specifically amplified your killing psychology for this, and wanted to see if you could make the supernatural fully revive after losing control and achieve a surge in the horror level, but unfortunately you failed, and completely out of control, I didn't expect you to control it now, great, your example is very researchable." ”

The more the young director spoke, the more energetic he became.

The look in the eyes of Number 15 had become naked.

It was as if what was in front of him was not a ghost, but a living specimen.

Let him study.

Hear this.

The little girl on the 15th trembled, and there was a kind of heart that was about to be in trouble.

She's just a Tsing Yi-level ghost, and the other party is in red.

If nothing else, she will lie back on the cold operating table later, and be studied by the pervert in front of her.

"As for you......"

The young director looked at Shen Jian again, and a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes.

The other party is wearing a white coat here, which should be a doctor, but he is mixed with a patient, and it cannot be ruled out that the other party is a patient disguise.

Before he could speak, Shen Jian had already won people's hearts first.

He shouted: "I don't have a medical qualification certificate, and I don't even have a work card." ”

"Who's more like an impostor, still use me?"

As Shen Jian spoke, he shook a badge that was fastened to his clothes, on which the words "Doctor Shen" were written.

"We don't have a job badge for our jobs here......"

The young director said in a deep voice.

Didn't do it in the first place.

Because Shen Jian's fearless attitude is likely to indicate that the other party is indeed a doctor.

"Hehe, joke." Shen Jian sneered: "Do you still want to say that the chief doctor here doesn't know how to treat patients at all?" ”

Young Director: ......

He really didn't know how to treat him.

Wrong.

I almost got around, when was the first ward a place to save ghosts?

The research on ghosts and spirits has been carried out here for a long time.

Never been cured.

It's the doctor who didn't figure it out.

He was about to speak.

Shen Jian interrupted again: "By default is admitting that a doctor who doesn't know how to treat, can he still be considered a doctor?" ”

"It's just a bunch of cancers that get paid for nothing."

Shen Jian scolded loudly, with a fierce momentum, and when it came to excitement, he strode towards the young director.

"I've been practicing medicine all my life, just to treat diseases and save people, and never ask for returns, and the most despised thing is that you guys have no ability, and you love to find relationships to get in the wine bags and rice bags."

"Today, I will sweep away your cancer for the medical community."

The young director was stunned by Shen Jian's words, and a little shame emerged in his heart, since he joined this ward, it seems that he has really not treated patients.

The torture was to torture a few to death.

But soon.

The young director reacted.

Yin smiled compassionately: "Shoot at me?" It seems that your identity is needless to say, it is a patient, what are your symptoms? Delusional? Split personality? Dementia? ”

"But that's okay, I'll find out when we'll unravel it."

said.

The young director put his hand on his neck.

The supernatural belonging to the red-clothed ghost covered the audience for the first time.

That moment.

Little girl No. 15's face was as white as paper.

She was horrified to find that her palm had reached out without knowing what it meant, groping around her neck.

At one point, she even began to think that the headless appearance was cute.

It's a kind of death-defying supernatural

It will make people unknowingly pluck their heads off.

She had a hard time resisting.

Soon there was a feeling of powerlessness.

Obviously, in the supernatural fight, she was suppressed.

When the suppression reaches the limit, she will also trigger the curse of mortality and pluck off her own head.

While the cold sweat flowed, the little girl looked at Shen Jian.

I wonder if he has any way to defeat a red-clothed ghost who has already launched the law of killing.

And then......

She saw that Shen Jian took out a white bone rod from his body.

As if unaffected by anything, stride meteors.

He picked up the white bone stick and threw it at the young director.

Little Girl Number 15: ???

Young Director: !!

"Why aren't you under my supernatural influence? I'm a red-clothed level, even if a few other directors come over, it is impossible for them to resist my supernatural attack without resisting in advance. ”

Looked at.

The young director showed a hint of panic.

I want to get out of the way.

But it's too late.

Shen Jian had already come to him with a mourning stick.

A mediocre blow to it.

At least that's what the young director thinks.

This stick doesn't have any special means, it's just a little bit of yin qi attached, he thinks that he is also amazing, and he has a red-clothed terrifying strength, even if he takes this human stick, it won't be a big problem.

The thought echoed through his mind.

The right hand is already bent.

I want to take advantage of the interval between the beating of the mourning stick to exchange injuries for injuries.

He is a powerful ghost, and Shen Jian is a human being.

Even if it was a change of injury, he didn't lose at all.

At that moment, the young director had already thought of several countermeasures.

Bang.

A heavy roar exploded.

Director Age only felt that his brain was blank, and the whole ghost seemed to be scattered, and he was dizzy.

What a plan.

What countermeasures.

They all went to see the ghosts.

The young director only felt that he seemed to be stagnant even in his thinking.

Bang bang bang.

Immediately after that, there was the second stick, the third stick.

The wails resounded throughout the corridor.

Little girl No. 15 looked sluggish.

When did the red-clothed ghosts become the targets of beatings?

Is there something wrong with her or is there something wrong with Shen Jian?

It's unbelievable.

Fortunately, she knew the current affairs at the time and gave up resistance directly, otherwise I am afraid it would have ended up like this.

That white bone stick was so thick and big, if it hit her, it would make me feel a chill just thinking about it.

……

"Stop, who are you? Who allowed you to get your hands dirty here? ”

The beating continued.

The huge movement attracted another director on the same floor.

"Director Ji, save me."

Seeing this, the young director begged for help.

Shen Jian stopped beating and looked at it.

It was a middle-aged director with a thin figure and sharp eyes, walking out of a department, holding a planing knife in his hand, and his hands were covered in blood.

The room was lit with purple light, and a bloody woman's body was lying on the operating table.

At this time, Director Ji was in a very bad mood.

Looking at Shen Jian, his gaze became more and more cold.

"If you dare to make trouble here, you will give me a psychological counseling room later, and I will teach you the rules of these patients."

Hear this.

Little girl No. 15 trembled as if she had been awakened to some kind of memory.

The sickly smile on his face was replaced by a hint of fear.

This so-called psychological counseling room seems to be a taboo for her, and just hearing it will cause panic emotions.

At this time, Director Ji also noticed the little girl's reaction.

Groaning slightly, he suddenly said: "It's you, No. 15, I proposed to dissect you directly, if it weren't for the dean wanting to see your potential, you would have been on my operating table." ”

"Now that you're here, let me see how you've improved."

"There must be a conflict between you, don't hide it, vent it."

Director Ji spoke compassionately.

The sound was like some kind of magic.

Another red-clothed supernatural shroud.

Ghost Bird Bird.

Moment.

Little girl number 15 felt a flash in her mind.

She suddenly remembered that along the way, this uncle's various terrifying practices did not take her feelings into account at all, and let her, a weak, pitiful and helpless little female ghost, participate in the battle between the red-clothed ranks.

A sour feeling welled up in her heart, causing the little girl No. 15 to almost blurt out and vent her dissatisfaction.

But when she looked at Shen Jian.

When his gaze was drawn to the thick white bone stick.

The voice was stuck in his throat.

Wrong.

Am I crazy!?

When is it her turn to vent her dissatisfaction with this uncle, it is not an amiable and warm-hearted uncle next door, who can still let himself be coquettish and angry.

If you really insult yourself.

It is estimated that it will not be a soft comfort, nor will it be reasonable, but will be pinched by the other party's neck, and then forced to wait.

What's even more terrifying is that she can't be sure if it's this punishment.

After all, the more terrifying sticks have been pulled out.

Come to think of it.

The little girl No. 15's face couldn't help but turn pale, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, she covered her mouth stiffly, and made a "woo-woo" sound.

Then he looked at Director Ji with hatred.

This bad guy actually wanted her to die.

This is the only way she can barely delay.

After all, it was a supernatural attack by a red-clothed ghost, and under the influence of the ghost sound, she must vent her dissatisfaction, otherwise her whole body would be as uncomfortable as if there were 10,000 ants crawling, almost the pain of cutting her heart and bones.

But the fear brought by Shen Jian made her have to use extremely strong willpower to fight against this supernatural attack.

See here.

Director Ji was a little surprised.

"What a strong willpower."

"No. 15, you are really a treasure, and you can resist my red-clothed supernatural with the Tsing Yi level."

"But your partner, it's different, his hatred for you seems to be a bit big."

Little Girl Number 15: ??!

She looked at it.

I saw Shen Jian with a cruel smile on his face, scolding in his mouth, as if venting the dissatisfaction in his heart.

？？？

The little girl panicked.

What's the situation?

When had she ever provoked this uncle to be so angry?

Was it because she didn't have the eyesight to follow the door of the nun's room in the first place?

Or was she hiding outside the door eavesdropping?

It shouldn't be.

She didn't hear anything other than overhearing someone eating popsicles in the middle of the night.

She's wronged!