"After the dean died, his office was preserved as it was?"
The people outside the door were full of doubts. Except for Chen Ge, including the two doctors, no one dared to enter the house.
At this time, Chen Ge's state was very poor, and the odor-related memories in his head began to get out of control, and pieces of memory fragments exploded in his mind.
"Hey! Don't stay in there alone!" Patient No. 2 was worried about Chen Ge's safety and slowly approached the Dean's office, but when he walked to the door, his body was reluctant to enter it anyway, and every cell in his body was In resisting, it seems that he will die if he enters the house.
In a trance, Chen Ge heard the voice of Patient No. 2, but his nerves were overwhelmed by severe pain.
He gradually began to lose control of his body, and under the double torment of the stench and pain, he fell headlong toward the Dean's desk.
Supporting the table with both hands, Chen Ge's face, distorted by pain, almost touched the glass jar on the table.
"Whose heart is this?"
Breathing violently, his chest heaved up and down, and as Chen Ge's pain deepened, the heart, which was entangled by countless black thin threads, began to beat in the glass jar.
It is like Chen Ge's own heart, and every beat involves Chen Ge's nerves.
"Is the heart in the jar mine?"
Chen Ge felt that his heart and the heart in the jar beat at the same frequency.
He stared at the jar, as if his soul was about to be sucked into the glass jar, and unspeakable pain and despair poured into his body.
The world in front of him began to blur, and the countless dead words in the room magnified in front of him, as if all of them had come to life.
Chen Ge wanted to wave his hands to resist, but his body and spirit were already on the verge of collapse, and it was difficult to even move.
"Being trapped in a room full of dead characters, why is this scene so familiar to me?" Chen Ge's memory flashed a picture, a clay sculpture with the words Chen Ge engraved on its chest was stuffed into it. A shrine with the word death carved on the inside.
What Chen Ge is going through now is the same as the clay sculpture with his name engraved on it, but instead of being locked in the shrine, he is trapped in the dean's office full of dead characters.
"Someone is cursing me!"
The flashing memories made Chen Ge realize that he had been cursed before, but due to various reasons, the other party did not succeed. Now that he has touched the curse again, he does not know why he has no contact with these ordinary people at all. to something so familiar.
Moving his hands slowly, Chen Ge bit his teeth with blood, and he just hugged the glass jar on the table.
He originally wanted to smash the glass jar to see if he could break the curse, but what he didn't expect was that when his hands touched the glass jar, the black thread sticking to the heart came out of the heart. Drilled out and started hitting the glass jar frantically, as if he wanted to penetrate the jar and enter Chen Ge's body.
Cracks appeared on the glass jar, and the stench in the room became stronger and stronger. Chen Ge was now on the verge of collapse, and he pushed the glass jar to the table with the last of his strength.
The black silk threads hit the glass, and the cracks continued to spread. When the whole jar was about to be shattered, dark red blood threads appeared in the heart.
These blood threads intertwined with each other, weaving a child's face in the bottom of my heart.
It screamed and screamed, and those black threads seemed to prevent the child from running out of the heart, and immediately retracted back into the heart.
Chen Ge witnessed the whole process, whether it was the black thread or the child's face that appeared in his heart, these were all different from the real world described by Dr. Gao.
He looked at the child's face in his heart a little blankly, vaguely feeling that the child was very similar to him when he was a child.
"Is this heart sealed in a glass jar the child's?"
The pain in his mind eased a lot, and Chen Ge collapsed beside the table, gasping for breath.
The dean's office has returned to normal, and even the stench in the air has faded.
"Are you all right?" Dr. Sun didn't enter the office until this time. He crouched beside Chen Ge with his back to the office door.
"Do you think I'm fine?" As soon as Chen Ge spoke, he coughed violently.
Dr. Sun watched Chen Ge silently, he pointed to Chen Ge's finger, and suddenly said something inexplicable: "Before the patient was hospitalized, all his belongings were stored in the fifth ward, and there was a wedding ring in your cabinet. ."
"Wedding ring? But I'm not married..."
"Yeah, you're not married, why do you have a wedding ring?" Dr. Sun showed a relieved smile on his scarred face. He turned his back to the door of the ward. At this moment, the smile on his face was only capable of Chen Ge. See: "If you make it out of the hospital, remember to put that wedding ring on, it should mean a lot to you."
Chen Ge felt that Dr. Sun was a little different from just now, and he thought about it carefully.
Since leaving the treatment room in the third ward, Dr. Gao has been holding his arm, and Dr. Sun has also been indifferent to him, but after entering the dean's office, Dr. Sun has a smile on his face, which is the most similar to him. Beginning behaves completely differently.
"Is it because Dr. Gao didn't enter the dean's office?" Chen Ge felt more and more that Dr. Sun was different from Dr. Gao. At this time, Dr. Gao was more like a corpse, while Dr. Sun became more and more human. .
"Let's go, don't stay in the dean's office for too long, this place is unlucky." Dr. Sun helped Chen Ge up from the ground. He was about to walk out with Chen Ge, but Chen Ge stopped.
"Wait a minute." Chen Ge turned around and picked up the glass jar on the desk in the Dean's office.
"What do you want to do?" Dr. Sun took a breath and subconsciously moved away from Chen Ge who was holding the glass jar. The glass jar seemed to be a very dangerous thing.
"I want to take this thing with me." Chen Ge knew that the black silk thread wrapped around his heart could kill him at any time, but he still wanted to take this thing with him because he felt the face that appeared in his heart very important to yourself.
"Do you know what this is? Do you really listen to the stories I told you before?" Dr. Sun's expression changed immediately. He knew how terrifying the glass jar was, but For some reason, he couldn't talk casually.
"I know this thing is very dangerous, but because he is dangerous, I want to take him with me." Chen Ge replied seriously.
"What's your logic?" Dr. Sun suspected that Chen Ge's condition was getting worse again.
"Actually, I wasn't going to take this with me at first, but the stories you just told changed my mind." Chen Ge held the glass jar and stared at the heart in the glass jar: "This hospital may really We don’t have any means of resisting ghosts, but if we bring this stuff, it’s not necessarily true. If ghosts really appear, we can use this glass jar with a heart to smash it.”
"Smash it?" Dr. Sun frowned tightly, and he asked again with some uncertainty: "Are you serious?"
"Of course, what was left at the scene of the death of the first dean must be a murderous thing, but you have to understand a problem. We may die with it, but if we really encounter a ghost, then some of us will die. ." Chen Ge started to walk outside the office holding the glass jar: "The lesser of the two evils, I really want to see if the jar is dangerous or the ghost is dangerous."
Ghosts are nothingness, and glass jars are real. Chen Ge wanted to use things that a living person could actually touch to deal with nothingness ghosts. This thought made Dr. Sun a little confused.
"You... maybe you're really a lunatic." Dr. Sun's words seemed to mean something else, but Chen Ge didn't seem to hear it. Of course, given Chen Ge's current situation, he would pretend to be confused even if he heard it.
"I was already ill, but I will actively cooperate with your treatment." Chen Ge's good mood is a bit scary.
Watching Chen Ge walk out of the office with the glass jar in his arms, Doctor Gao, who was like a walking corpse, not only did not grab Chen Ge's arm, but also took the initiative to stay away from Chen Ge, keeping a distance of about three meters between the two sides.
Both doctors were unwilling to stand with Chen Ge. Although Patient No. 2 didn't quite understand the reason, he also wisely stayed away from Chen Ge.
"Why did you take out this heart specimen?" Patient No. 2 was not disgusted with human organ specimens, he was just worried that Chen Ge had some kind of strange hobby.
"Specimen?" Chen Ge looked at the fresh heart in the glass jar, he vaguely felt that the "heart" that everyone saw seemed to be different: "Doctor Sun said that the hospital was not clean, and I brought the first director with me. Glass jars left behind after death, this can also be regarded as fighting poison with poison.”
Patient No. 2 couldn't understand Chen Ge's thoughts at all. He wisely stopped communicating with Chen Ge, but looked at Dr. Sun: "Where is the drug storage room you said? It's almost over and I haven't seen it. !"
"I remembered it wrong. After the mysterious death of the first president, many doctors did not dare to come to this floor to get medicine. The hospital moved the medicine storage room to the fourth floor of the fifth ward." Dr. Sun said perfunctorily.
"Are you sure?" Patient No. 2 felt that Dr. Sun had a big problem, and he didn't trust Dr. Sun very much.
Chen Ge also found something wrong. He felt that Dr. Sun didn't care about other people's lives at all. He said that the drug storage room on the fourth floor might just be to lead Chen Ge to the Dean's office.
Saving people is just an excuse for Dr. Sun to accomplish his purpose. He only cares about Chen Ge.
"Does it mean that as long as I don't have too many problems, everyone will be safe?" Chen Ge has found that this is different from the hospital outside. Dr. Sun mentioned the "door" before, and the "door" in his memory is also very special. A place: "Apart from me, even if everyone else died here, wouldn't they really die?"
Shaking his head, Chen Ge expelled the idea from his mind. He was unwilling and impossible to try Zhang Jinjiu's life.
If the medicine could not be found, Zhang Jingjiu could die at any time. Dr. Gao was like a corpse and didn't say a word. Now Chen Ge and Patient No. 2 can only trust Dr. Sun.
According to what Dr. Sun said, they ran from the fourth ward to the fifth ward again.
Along the way, Dr. Sun told Chen Ge a lot of strange things that happened in the hospital.
When they were on their way, there were some things that were difficult for science to explain inside the building, but fortunately there were no near misses.
Those strange things didn't get close to Chen Ge, they just flashed far away.
On the fourth floor of Ward 5, Dr. Sun did not deceive Chen Ge this time, and they finally found the medicine storage room.
However, things are not that simple. The room next to the drug storage room has a seal, and the gap under the door is still seeping blood. It is impossible to ignore it.
"This room with the seal is the office of the second president. He was the vice president of this hospital. He has seven children in the family. After the mysterious death of the first president, he was temporarily acting as president. However, it is a pity that he disappeared on the seventh day of taking over as the dean, and he has not been found until now." Dr. Sun stood at the door, as if encouraging Chen Ge to go in and check.
"The second director disappeared after only seven days? It seems that the director of this hospital is still a high-risk occupation." Chen Ge avoided the blood on the ground: "I'm very curious, how many hospitals are there in this hospital? long."
"Including agents and temporary appointments, this hospital has a total of seven presidents, and the seventh president is the most unfortunate." Dr. Sun answered all questions.
"Why is the seventh dean the most unfortunate? Did he die the most painful?"
"Because he has been working in this hospital until now." After Dr. Sun finished speaking, he tapped the door with his fingers. Whenever the knock sounded, the ticking sound from Dr. Gao's watch would be greatly reduced.
"Can I go in and take a look?" Chen Ge held the glass jar with a heart and pushed open the door of the second dean's office.
The interior of the house is very simple and there is nothing special at first glance, but after entering it, Chen Ge smelled the pungent odor again.
He flipped through the things in the house, and finally saw a glass jar on the bookshelf, which contained a person's facial features.
The eyes, nose, ears and other organs were soaked in the liquid full of black silk threads. The strangest thing was that when Chen Ge approached, the eyeballs looked at him at the same time.
"Why is there a jar in the second dean's office?" Chen Ge said, about to get a glass jar, but was stopped by Dr. Sun.
"Don't mess with the things in the room." Dr. Sun whispered, "You just need to see it and remember it. Don't take away the things inside every time you enter a room."
"Dr. Sun, do all the directors of this hospital have a hobby of collecting organs?"
"Do you really think so?" Dr. Sun glanced at the door from the corner of his eye, and when he found that Dr. Gao did not come in, he said as quickly as possible: "There are seven glass jars in the room of the seventh president, seven glass jars. A glass jar divides a patient equally according to the weight of the soul, and the patient's number is the same as yours."