Chapter 133: Morgue
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This is not an abnormal speed!
It's like doing freefall!
Seeing that the number of floors kept jumping and decreasing, Su Zhe'an only felt that his life was counting down, and his legs were so frightened that he was about to weaken!
In an emergency, he remembered the escape cases he had seen on the Internet before, and quickly pressed all the elevator floor buttons, expecting the elevator to stop on a certain floor.
Finally, the elevator finally had a tendency to stop when it reached the first floor.
Su Zhe'an frantically pressed the button to open the door, however, in the next second, after the elevator passed the first floor, it continued to go down!
Su Zhe'an: !!
Just when Su Zhe'an thought he was dead, the elevator stopped when it reached the negative floor.
Su Zhe'an breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person collapsed along the elevator wall.
He's going to be scared out of heart disease!
He felt that it was better not to run around, and was about to press back to the original floor, but remembering the experience just now, he didn't dare to take the elevator again, and wanted to take the stairs instead.
He saw that the elevator door had not opened, and was about to press the door button, but at this time, the elevator door opened.
And the elevator doors were empty.
Su Zhe'an felt a little strange, but thinking that the elevators were all out of order, it was nothing to open the door by himself.
He wanted to call Xi Jin and complain to him about the elevator in his hospital, but as soon as he picked up the phone, he found that it happened to be turned off.
Su Zhe'an secretly cursed that he was unlucky, and he could only go to the stairs, anyway, he didn't dare to take the broken elevator.
But after walking on the negative floor for a while, he didn't see a nurse on duty, and Su Zhe'an suddenly had a bad premonition.
What is the negative floor of the inpatient department?
Underground garage?
He pushed open a door, thinking it was an exit, only to see a neatly arranged flat bed.
The beds were full of corpses covered with white cloths!
And he looked up suddenly, and there were three big words on the door - morgue!
Hastyly!
Su Zhe'an was so shocked that he wanted to shout, but it was quiet all around, the wind blew the white cloth, he was afraid of disturbing the undead, so he covered his mouth tightly, but his body couldn't stop trembling.
Su Zhe'an carefully closed the door of the morgue, recited "Amitabha" several times in his heart, and then ran towards the stairwell opposite.
However, just as he had not taken a few steps, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.
Su Zhe'an looked left and right, there was no one in the corridor, and the voice seemed to come from the morgue behind him.
He suddenly felt a chill climb up his spine, and his scalp tingled.
When he strayed into the morgue just now, he clearly saw that there was no one in it at all! All corpses covered with white cloths!
Just then, he heard the sound of the door latch turning!
Su Zhe panicked with peace of mind, but if he ran around at this time, he would definitely be found by the thing behind the door, and he would be finished by then!
So he took refuge behind the door in the stairwell, taking advantage of the triangle formed by the door and the wall to cover himself.
But he couldn't help but be damn curious, wondering what was going on in the morgue?
So Su Zhe'an cautiously approached the crack in the door and looked out through the crack in the door, but found that what he saw was as white as the wall.
Could it be that this view is just blocked by the wall?
Just when Su Zhe'an was puzzled, suddenly, the white piece moved down, and one eye was facing him through the crack in the door!
It wasn't the wall, it was the white clothes of the man standing outside the door!