"I have a way to contact Jiang Shan." Zhang Wanqiu suddenly turned around and stared at Geng Jianghui.

Dean Geng looked at her in a daze: "What can you do?" ”

Zhang Wanqiu pointed to Jiang Shan's ward on the screen: "There is a radio in her room,...... It is a vintage machine with a shortwave transmission in the 80s. ”

Now that the Internet is everywhere, how many old things have been accelerating, and the so-called shortwave radio has not been heard of by many people.

But Dean Geng, who was getting older, had his eyes flashing when he heard it.

"You gave the radio to Jiang Shan?"

It looks like how the young head nurse Zhang could have such a thing.

Zhang Wanqiu paused: "It was sent by the scientific research institute, in addition to this radio, there are several other things." ”

Everyone knows that research institutes are leading the study of erosion. Some of their theories, even if they are unwilling now, no one can question them more forcefully.

"You want to send a message to Jiang Shan through the shortwave channel?" Geng Jianghui subconsciously shook his head. "It may not be possible......

Shortwave signals have been completely covered by the network as early as 20 years ago, surrounded by Internet signals, trying to receive shortwave channels is like catching a yellow croaker in a haystack.

Zhang Wanqiu said: "In short, I have to give it a try, and I may not be able to ...... in the past But now, the network signal has been largely out of order. ”

Not only the WiFi network, but also the communication of the mobile phone has been lost.

Geng Jianghui's eyes flickered, and he only heard Zhang Wanqiu say categorically: "I bet that only shortwave channels can be used now." ”

……

Jiang Shan forced himself to ignore the noise on the other side of the security door, turned around his hospital room again, and found another toothache.

There was no window in her ward, only the door behind her, and she had locked herself in the room, how could she feel like she was in an urn?

The soles of Jiang Shan's feet began to swish upward, but at this time, she heard another noise, the sound of electricity, and the radio at the head of the bed suddenly began to scream.

It's like a midnight bell in a ghost movie.

The point is that it's still early before midnight, Jiang Shan rushed to the head of the bed in three steps and two steps, and grabbed the radio in his hand.

"Zizi~" on the radio, it was like someone pinching his neck and panting.

Jiang Shan wanted to turn off the radio, but there were two knobs in total, and she couldn't turn off the broken sound no matter how she rotated.

The noise in the cash register is getting louder.

His sister, what should I do if the kid finds out where her ward is if she keeps arguing like this!?

Jiang Shan was about to throw it in the trash.

At this moment, the sound waves inside seemed to finally be connected: "Sauce sauce sauce ......"

What kind of sauce sauce, I also dip garlic in it.

Jiang Shan was about to throw it, when suddenly his wrist slammed. There was a twinkle in her eyes.

At this time, Zhang Wanqiu, who was so anxious outside the monitor, finally roared like a broken voice: "Jiang Shan! ”

Jiang Shan clenched the radio in an instant. Eyes wide open.

Jiang Shanhu suspiciously tried to twist the volume button. I listened to the staccato but finally able to hear some coherent sentences: "...... Fast...... Run ......"

Jiang Shan pinched the radio and was stunned.

Run? Where to run? "Jiang Shan, run!" Zhang Wanqiu's voice came out through the sound waves, which was heartbreaking.

At this moment, Jiang Shan heard a "bang", as if the lock that had been loosely hanging on the deadbolt had finally fallen to the ground again.

Jiang Shan: "......" Her heart was in her throat.

The radio was still "running and running...... it was enough, Jiang Shan wanted to yell back, "Where am I running?!" ”

"Auntie......" The innocent and cute children's voice sounded again.

Jiang Shan was stunned, she turned off the volume of the radio for a moment, held it in the palm of her hand, and didn't dare to let out the atmosphere.

Jiang Shan put the radio to his ear and heard the intermittent voice inside: "You...... Right hand ......"

Her right hand?

"On your right...... The third ......"

The third room on the right-hand side? Jiang Shan instantly sobered up.

"The third ward is unlocked...... Duck in! Almost as soon as he heard clearly, Jiang Shan rushed to the door.

She opened the ward door with lightning speed, and without even looking back at the corridor, one, two, three, rushed directly to the right to the door of the third ward, reached out and twisted the handle, and the door opened.

Jiang Shan quickly dodged in, and the moment she closed the door, she held her breath and didn't make a sound at all.

After that, Jiang Shan turned the knob of the reverse lock to the end, and then slowly stepped back a few steps.

She wears cotton socks, and even when she runs away, she is light like a feather that will not leave a trace.

And at the same time as she flashed into the room, the little boy stepped out of the security door and into the hallway.

The little boy walked along the snow-white empty corridor, one ward after another: "Auntie...... Aunt...... Auntie, where are you......"

Jiang Shan doesn't blink when he watches horror movies, but acting in horror movies by himself is another matter.

Jiang Shan glanced at the ward in front of him, there was a smell of dust in the air, and the hospital bed was all a thick layer of black ash under the sun.

Wait, sunshine? Jiang Shan's eyes lit up, in this ward, there is a window.

Jiang Shan stood against the white wall next to the door, because there was a glass window on the door of the ward, and if someone looked through the glass window, they could see the entire ward.

So Jiang Shan chose to stick it next to the door, which is a blind spot.

Jiang Shan heard the footsteps and walked here more and more clearly.

The sweet children's voice is like singing, and "Auntie, Auntie, Auntie......" shouts out the rhythm one after another.

Jiang Shan still had the radio in her hand, and she prayed not to make a sound at this time.

And the radio is also very "sensible", and there has been no noise since Jiang Shan left his ward.

Of course, this is because the big guys in front of the monitor are also nervous at the moment and dare not come out, staring at the monitor screen as if they are watching an escape reality show.

"Why does this patient in the sixth ward seem to be mentally abnormal?" Dean Geng asked in a trembling voice.

At present, all their research on "erosion" has not progressed, this kind of thing breaks through the boundaries between people and things, only to know that everything, including people, is completely random, as if it doesn't matter if you are a person or a thing, there is no difference.

The little boy went from being innocent when he was admitted to the hospital to becoming a little evil.

"Aunt Aaa......" The little boy seemed to be singing a song, and slowly, came to the door of Jiang Shan's ward.

Jiang Shan's ward door was still wide open, she had just had no time to close the door, and everything inside was still the same at this time, and the carton of milk in Jiang Shan's mouth was being placed on the pillow.

The little boy stared blankly at the carton of milk, as if he had forgotten to speak.

Then he pouted, as if aggrieved. "Auntie, aunt, aunt......" He walked over to the bed and took the carton of milk in his hand.