Chapter 117 Hospital!

The female corpse suddenly sat up; everything went silent.

This was very similar to a classic scene and trope in horror movies, where the protagonist and some sidekick were investigating something when a particularly terrifying scene suddenly appeared, and the whole thing began to slide into an unknowable, mysterious abyss.

"Boss..."

Even Lao Dao could be considered well-traveled and knowledgeable, but this was the first time he had seen such a bizarre thing. After all, in many past events, the "human" factor was usually the biggest, while ghosts, in many cases, seemed somewhat restricted.

But right now,

This was really a freaking jiangshi (corpse that rises from the dead)!

"What is it?" Zhou Ze asked, not turning his head, but looking at Lao Dao.

"You...you..."

The female corpse looked at Zhou Ze in front of her. She wasn't actually smiling, but in this atmosphere and under the current lighting, in Lao Dao's vision, the female corpse looked like a viper, preparing to devour someone.

Therefore, it gave Lao Dao the illusion that the female corpse was smiling, as if everything was under her control.

"Speak up, hey." Zhou Ze said, a little impatient as he saw Lao Dao still stammering.

At this moment, the female corpse opened her mouth and bit down on Zhou Ze's neck.

"Boss, behind you..."

"Pa!"

Zhou Ze suddenly stretched out a hand, like a snake catcher grabbing a snake by its seven inches, and clasped the female corpse's neck, his fingernails piercing into the female corpse's neck in an instant.

The female corpse began to twist and struggle, appearing very painful.

"What's going on, tell me." Zhou Ze urged.

Seeing this, Lao Dao's heart, which had just risen to his throat, immediately fell back down heavily.

"Nothing," Lao Dao replied weakly, feeling like he had wasted his expressions and emotions.

"Oh."

Zhou Ze responded and then threw the female corpse to the ground.

"Pa!"

With a crisp sound, the female corpse's skin began to crack at this moment, and black pus slowly seeped out from within, like a water-filled balloon that children mischievously play with bursting when dropped on the ground.

When the liquid inside seeped out, only the broken skin of the balloon remained.

The female corpse was the same; after the black pus spurted out, her bones and insides seemed to have completely disappeared, leaving only the outermost layer of skin, floating in the pus.

The face constantly wrinkled and changed in the liquid, like a person constantly changing expressions.

Zhou Ze looked at his fingernails, which had a few chips. He had clearly felt a strong corrosive force when he had pierced the female corpse's body again just now, causing some damage to his fingernails.

Zhou Ze casually resolved the terrifying and bizarre scene in this way. Lao Dao felt a sense of absurdity that everyone had the wrong script, and even a feeling of wasting such a good atmosphere and setup.

He immediately rubbed his face hard, forcing himself to wake up, and then said,

"Boss, I thought of something. When we came in just now, didn't a doctor in a white coat walk out?

Was he a real doctor?"

"Aaaaaaaaaah!!!!"

An ear-piercing scream came from upstairs.

………………

In the hospital room, a girl sat on the bed next to her, unable to help but doze off, while her mother, who had just undergone surgery, lay in bed with an IV drip, still under the influence of anesthesia.

The girl fell asleep in a daze for a while. Her body swayed, and she woke up. She was very tired, but she didn't sleep soundly. She needed to take care of her mother, at least to watch if the drip was finished so she could call the nurse to help change to a new IV bottle.

She looked up, and this bottle was almost finished. She stood up, and the girl gently yawned, and then reached out and pressed the call button next to the bed to notify the nurse to help change the IV bottle.

The button was pressed, but after waiting for a while, no nurse came. The girl was a little anxious and walked to the door of the ward and pushed it open. She planned to go to the nurse station at the other end to see if the nurse on duty might have fallen asleep.

Pushing open the door and walking out, the girl saw a male doctor in a white coat standing across the corridor, wearing a white mask and facing away from her.

"Doctor, excuse me, I need a new bottle here."

The girl called out to the doctor.

The doctor ignored her and continued to stand there without moving.

"Doctor? Doctor? We need a new bottle here."

The girl continued to shout.

The doctor's body trembled slightly, as if he had been startled awake from a daze, and then he turned halfway and walked towards the girl.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief. Her mother had only one last bottle of infusion left, and then she could finally sleep soundly for a while.

However, gradually, the girl noticed something was wrong, as if there was something, some problem.

At first, the girl thought it was because she was too tired and had mental weakness, so everything felt uncomfortable, but slowly, the girl realized that it wasn't the reason, but that the doctor who was walking towards her had a problem.

He...was barefoot!

Yes, a doctor, walking barefoot in the hospital?

Going to work barefoot?

Was that possible?

The girl immediately took two steps back, closed the ward door, and then locked it from the inside. This was her subconscious reaction.

In fact, everyone has a sixth sense. When the ancestors of mankind lived a life of drinking blood, they were constantly on guard against attacks from wild beasts, so they naturally had an instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

Of course, with the development of human society, humans have been at the top of the food chain for a long time, and this instinct is also slowly degenerating, but some people are inherently more sensitive and have a more acute perception of danger than ordinary people.

Through the transparent glass on the ward door, the girl saw that the male doctor was still walking this way, and his walking posture was also a bit strange.

After taking one step, his foot immediately twisted, and his body also twisted, like the exaggerated and funny walking style in Charlie Chaplin's silent comedies.

But at night, in the hospital, in the sparsely populated ward corridor, this way of walking did not bring comedy, but a creepy terror!

The doctor continued to walk this way, and the amplitude of his swaying was also getting bigger and bigger. The girl even heard a "creak creak" sound.

The girl wondered if she was having a nightmare?

Why would such a scene appear in a hospital?

She lowered her head, closed her eyes, and forced herself to calm down. If this was a dream, please wake up.

Then, she opened her eyes and found that she was still standing behind the door. This didn't seem to be a dream.

Mustering her courage, the girl looked out again through the glass window on the ward door, but found that the doctor was gone, completely invisible.

The girl was a little confused. What was going on?

Was she seeing things?

Or was she hallucinating?

She didn't dare to open the door. Even if she was seeing things, she wasn't prepared to open the door and check again at this time. After all, she was a girl, and she seemed more cautious after her mother fell ill.

Outside, it really seemed like no one was there.

The girl pressed her face against the door to get more vision through the glass.

Suddenly,

The girl felt the light in front of her being blocked.

A male doctor's face wearing a mask,

Appeared silently from the glass window,

The distance between him and the girl's face,

Was only separated by less than a centimeter of glass!

The girl was completely frightened,

She forgot to scream, forgot everything, just stood there dumbfounded, looking at the person outside the glass window, that face!

The mask was squirming, as if the mouth under the mask was talking, but what came out of his mouth was not human language, but what she had heard before:

"Creak creak"

Like walking in muddy ponds wearing rain boots on a rainy day.

And the male doctor's eyes were even more exaggeratedly large, five or six times the size of ordinary people's eyes. The eyeballs were like swollen bubbles, as big as eggs, almost bursting out of their sockets.

At the same time, the eyeballs were constantly shaking, swaying, like the eyeballs of a puppet, which could be turned up and down, as if they could fall off at any time.

The girl covered her mouth, her body trembling with great fear.

"Crack crack crack..."

It was the sound of turning the doorknob.

The doctor was opening the door!

The girl immediately leaned forward and braced herself against the ward door.

She had just locked the door, so it couldn't be opened from the outside, but because it couldn't be opened, the doctor outside started to bang on the door.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

The girl gritted her teeth, braced against the door, her eyes full of tears. She was very scared and panicked. She didn't know why this was happening in the hospital.

"Creak creak creak..."

In addition to the sound of banging on the door, the "creak creak" sound was becoming more and more intense and clear.

"Boom!"

A sound came from outside the door,

The girl didn't know what had happened, but she suddenly realized that the person outside was no longer banging on the door. She leaned against the door, breathing heavily.

It was too scary,

It was really too scary,

If this was a nightmare, please let her wake up quickly.

But soon, the girl suddenly realized that her feet were wet, as if a pool of water was flowing in under her.

The girl lowered her head and looked at the ground.

It seemed like something white was seeping in from under the door slit along with the pus on the ground.

It was a human skin!

At the top was a face twisted into a mess,

The huge eyeballs were like two freshly cracked egg yolks flowing with egg white.

One of the eyeballs burst open,

The other eyeball continued to spin,

Like that doctor, lying on the ground, squinting one eye and opening the other, with a playful look,

Looking at her.

"Aaaaaaaaaah!!!!"

The girl broke down,

A scream,

Echoed throughout the inpatient building.