Chapter 21

Zhu Jie's explanation not only failed to dispel Tang Qisheng's concerns but, on the contrary, made him even more vigilant. Just as he was hesitating, Zhu Jie finally relented, "Alright, I know what you're worried about. I'll take you to see."

Looking at Zhu Jie's bruised face, Tang Qisheng's heart softened. He could abandon a teammate, but he couldn't leave Zhu Jie behind. "You go first, I'll follow you."

Soon, the two arrived outside a room. The blue characters on the white sign on the door read "Director's Office." "This is it. There's no light inside, you..."

Before Zhu Jie could finish speaking, Tang Qisheng walked forward, slowly pushed the door open, and quickly retreated. He had no intention of going in.

By the dim light of the corridor, he could see that it was a not-so-large office. Directly in front was a workstation with a separate desk. Along the walls on both sides were six cubicles.

Unlike a typical office, there were no chairs at the workstations, but instead, there were black vats.

The air was filled with a pungent smell, the smell of formaldehyde. Tang Qisheng stood on tiptoe slightly and could see white objects floating in the six closest vats - the white coats of medical staff.

Just as Zhu Jie had described, there were corpses in these six vats, the corpses of medical personnel. Only the vat furthest inside was empty, and there were many water stains on the floor.

Grabbing the doorknob, he gently closed the door. Zhu Jie pulled Tang Qisheng away quickly, leaving the director's office. "See? The corpse in the innermost vat is gone."

"Something else came out before me, a cloth doll, followed by a huge monster. Did you see it?" Tang Qisheng's attitude softened.

"Yes, I saw it through the crack in the door. That cloth doll was the guy who impersonated me before, but that monster covered in children's corpses..."

"That's the dean, the dean of this hospital." As they walked, Tang Qisheng told Zhu Jie about his experiences in the underground world, including Jiang Cheng and Wang Fugui being trapped in the mental experiment, and the severed-finger boy.

Hearing about Tang Qisheng's promise to the boy, Zhu Jie couldn't help but worry, "Is this boy reliable?"

"He should be." Tang Qisheng kept walking. "He was horribly abused by the dean and can only hide in the secret room to escape. Moreover, he only wants to find his missing mother, which also coincides with the information Jiang Cheng and the others sent."

"By the way, he also dug out the dean's eyes and used those eyes to resurrect his father. The dean hates him to the core."

Knowing that the first floor housed a beckoning ghost and a doctor ghost whose whereabouts were unknown, Tang Qisheng decided to leave immediately. "We'll go to the fourth floor. There's an archive room next to the exhibition room. There might be clues about the boy's mother there."

However, he was unfamiliar with the layout here and didn't know which route was the shortest while also avoiding the dangers.

A hand grabbed Tang Qisheng's hand. Zhu Jie looked at him and smiled. "Come with me, I know the way."

Tang Qisheng couldn't help but be surprised, but Zhu Jie's smile was always so healing, making him feel full of hope.

"I can't let you shoulder everything alone. While waiting for you outside the elevator, I wandered around and found several floor plans of the hospital. I've memorized them." Zhu Jie said, tapping his head with his finger.

Under Zhu Jie's guidance, the two found a staircase in a secluded location and headed to the second floor of the hospital.

Compared to the first floor, the environment here was even more dire. Many of the lights on the ceiling were out, and an uneasy atmosphere floated everywhere in the dim environment. The occasional flickering of a few half-dead lights further increased the pressure on Tang Qisheng's heart.

Rounding a corner, a bloody scene appeared before the two. The ground, the walls, and even the ceiling several meters high were covered with many bright red handprints. Several doors nearby had also been violently kicked open. "It was left by the dean. He's chasing the cloth doll." Tang Qisheng could only pray in his heart that the cloth doll was safe.

"Don't worry, the cloth doll will be fine, otherwise, the dean you mentioned might come looking for us." Zhu Jie comforted in a low voice.

Before the words faded, by the dim yellow light, the two suddenly stopped. They saw a pair of legs sticking out from a door not far away. Judging by the posture, the person was lying face down on the ground.

The person was wearing dress pants, black leather shoes, and some of a white coat stained with blood was visible outside the door. The person's identity should be a doctor.

The two carefully walked over. When they got closer, the scene before them made Tang Qisheng's scalp tingle. There was no corpse in the room at all, only two legs on the ground.

Judging from the dense blood handprints nearby, this poor doctor had fallen victim to the dean. Tang Qisheng analyzed from the scene that the dean must have been chasing the cloth doll, and this poor doctor had blocked the dean's path and was simply torn to pieces.

This unidentified doctor had obviously realized the danger, but it was too late. He had just opened the door to hide when the dean arrived.

"Da da da."

Zhu Jie reacted extremely quickly. At the same time as hearing the footsteps, he pulled Tang Qisheng over, and the two hid in the room opposite the room with the severed legs.

The footsteps were a bit chaotic, belonging to at least four people, and... Tang Qisheng frowned. He heard a strange sound mixed in.

"Sizzle—"

"Sizzle—"

It sounded like something heavy was being dragged on the ground, giving him an indescribable slippery feeling.

Soon, the source of the footsteps arrived. Through the crack in the door, Tang Qisheng saw a horrifying scene. Four people dressed as doctors walked from the other side of the corridor. The two in the back were each pulling an arm, dragging a corpse with only its upper body remaining, wearing a torn white coat, leaving a thick trail of blood on the ground.

"Hey, you say Dr. Wang's life is bitter enough. He just came out to get some medicine, how could he run into the dean?" A tall doctor wearing a mask stopped, picked up the two severed legs, and without any hesitation, carried them on his shoulders.

"Who knows? But with the dean personally capturing that special patient, it saves us a lot of effort." Another doctor bent down and skillfully used the mop in his hand to clean up the blood on the ground.

"Alright, alright, let's go first. Don't forget, besides the Dean, Director Mei has also awakened." One of the doctors dragging the corpse looked around nervously and reminded them in a low voice.

Hearing the name "Director Mei," the doctor who was cleaning threw down the mop, and he and the other three doctors hurriedly left with the corpse.

"Director Mei..." This was the first time Tang Qisheng had heard this name. Judging from the reactions of the four doctors, the deterrent power of this Director Mei was no less than that of the dean.

Just as he was about to stand up to stretch his stiff waist, Tang Qisheng's hand was suddenly grabbed. "Don't move, the footsteps are wrong." Zhu Jie's trembling voice came from close to his ear.