The underground building of Xinhai Central Hospital is extremely complex, with a large internal space, and twisted handwriting can be seen everywhere.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant water, and stained hospital gowns and various garbage were thrown on the ground. Occasionally, signs that were prohibited from entering could be seen at the intersection of the passage, but the wooden signs were rotten and there were ferocious marks dug out of their nails.

"Why can't anyone see it? Could it be that Xiao Sun did it? But no matter how powerful Xiao Sun is, it is impossible for him to clear the scene!"

Chen Ge walked far away from the underground passage and saw an unlocked ward. Only then did he realize that all the doors in the entire hospital seemed to be unlocked and could be pushed open to check them directly.

He didn't know what this meant, but he just felt something was wrong.

"Be careful of the 'door'."

The atmosphere in the hospital became more and more strange, and the feeling of depression gradually became stronger, as if the building where they were located was constantly falling into the abyss, and no one in the building could escape.

"Walking further forward, it is the isolation ward. All the people arrested in the hospital, whether doctors or patients, must be sent to the isolation ward first." The blood-colored eyes turned, and the pupils were covered with blood.

"Then you should have been sent to the isolation ward. Do you still remember what is in the isolation ward?" Chen Ge suspected that the hospital's killer move was in the isolation ward.

"The isolation ward is mainly used to observe patients and help them recognize themselves. When their condition is slightly stable, they will be released." Xue Feng did not answer what was in the isolation ward, but only introduced the role of the isolation ward.

"How can a normal person re-know himself? How can a person who is not sick have a slightly stable condition?" Chen Ge frowned: "What exactly is in the isolation ward?"

Chen Ge did not tell Xuerong, and he found that Xiao Sun was in the isolation ward.

"I really forgot that after leaving the isolation ward, I couldn't remember what happened in the isolation ward." Xuefeng didn't seem to be lying: "I only know that after I left the isolation ward, I began to agree with the hospital's philosophy and volunteered to stay and work."

"Did you forget?" Chen Ge recalled the final stage of the meditation scene. He did not see anything related to the isolation ward in the building where the meditation memory was buried. The meditation memory began directly from moving into the ward.

According to the bloody face, when a new person is taken to the hospital, he must first be sent to the isolation ward, not to arrange a ward.

"Has the Netherworld also forgotten what happened to him in the isolation ward?"

Chen Ge continued to walk forward, without a trace of light around him, and there was no sign of popularity at all, and he gradually felt a strange feeling in his heart.

The underground buildings of the Curse Hospital are the same as the underground scenes of their own horror house. The atmosphere is extremely similar, gloomy and terrifying, constantly creating nightmares and absorbing all kinds of negative emotions.

"I always feel that black cell phones and curse hospitals want to create the same thing, but they choose completely differently."

When he arrived at the end of the corridor, Chen Ge was in front of him a staircase leading deeper into the ground. The four words "isolation ward" were written crookedly on the wall at the corner of the corridor.

The message from the wedding ring on the finger became clearer and clearer. Chen Ge was highly alert and slowly entered the second floor of the underground.

"This is the isolation ward?"

Chen Ge looked at the wards on both sides of the corridor. The room was filled with all kinds of old clothes and old shoes, and some styles were even out of print, and they were from more than ten years ago.

"I have seen a similar scene in the warehouse of the old hospital where Chiren is located. The shelves were filled with all kinds of shoes." That scene at that time had a great impact on Chen Ge. Each pair of shoes seemed to represent a person. After entering the warehouse, he felt like there were dead people squatting on the shelves.

Walking along the corridor, several warehouses were filled with old clothes.

"How many people have the Curse Hospital 'treated' in 20 years?"

Chen Ge has not yet discovered anything special in the isolation ward. He just saw that there are more and more morbid words on the walls, densely packed. Even if he doesn't look carefully, those things will be imprinted into his mind.

The smell of disinfectant in the air has reached the point of stinging the nasal cavity. What made Chen Ge even more wary of was that even such a strong smell of disinfectant could not block the stinky smell coming from the air.

He was very familiar with the stinky smell. He had smelled it behind the Netherworld Gate. It was a stinky smell that only he could smell.

Carefully entering the deepest part of the isolation ward, Chen Ge finally stopped beside a door.

This is the fourth underground floor of the hospital, the place with the strongest odor and the place with the strongest sense of wedding rings.

Xiao Sun seemed to be behind the door.

"There is no one in the entire hospital. Why did they leave Xiao Sun behind the door? Is Xiao Sun exposed? Or is it that not only Xiao Sun, but all the ghosts in the hospital are behind this door?"

The situation in the curse of the hospital was too strange, and Chen Ge didn't dare to be careless. He thought for a moment, and before pushing the door, he silently recited Zhang Ya's name in his heart.

The shadow behind her ripples, and Zhang Ya did not notice anything abnormal in the hospital. She did not sense any danger. This seemed to be a very ordinary abandoned hospital.

With a fierce god overwhelmed the scene, Chen Ge was much more courageous. He signaled that the blood face would go and open the door in the deepest part of the isolation ward.

The blood face itself is a relatively powerful existence in the red clothes. She is very strong and can protect herself when she encounters danger. In addition, she is on the verge of going crazy at any time and cannot fully obey Chen Ge's instructions. Therefore, even if an accident occurs, it will not have too much impact on the overall combat power of the Horror House.

Chen Ge considered all aspects before letting Xuerong push the door. Xuerong did not refuse. Her memory about the isolation ward in her mind was blank, and she also wanted to make up for the incomplete part.

The wounded fingers fell on the door panel, and the blood slowly exerted force. As soon as she pushed the door open a thin slit, the shadow behind Chen Ge began to spread like a black ocean!

The indescribable aura of terror boiled to the peak, and a pale hand pierced through reality and illusion, dragging the boundless blood tide into the door!

At the same time, the door in front of Xue Ying had been opened at some point. An arm full of black face blocked Zhang Ya's blood tide. Then another blood-red arm stretched out from the door and grabbed Chen Ge's shoulder!

"Two evil gods!"

The black hair entangled Chen Ge's body, and he became the focus of the game between the three evil gods.

The temperature of the body surface was instantly at a low point, and Chen Ge's body was twisted and deformed. When he was about to be torn apart by three fierce gods, his black hair completely wrapped around Chen Ge. Zhang Ya hugged him from behind and ran into the door!

Zhang Ya's diary in her backpack turned into ashes, and lines of text were engraved on Chen Ge.

At the same time, the blood color in Yan Dainian's comic book began to fade, all the patterns disappeared, and the evil spirits and red clothes were caught in the door. As the owner of the comic book, Yan Dainian, when the comic book disappeared to the last page, he frantically outlined something with a ballpoint pen wrapped in tape.

Before he was sucked into the door, the last painting he drew appeared on Chen Ge's back.

The sky was spinning, and his body seemed to be torn apart and reorganized. Chen Ge held his head with both hands, countless memories in his brain were crushed, and painful memories that did not belong to him began to emerge.

"This is a morbid world, and you actually understand it yourself!"

In less than half a minute, the fourth underground floor of the hospital had been restored to normal again, deadly, depressed, gloomy, and no trace of hope was seen.

...

He slowly opened his eyes and his vision was a little blurred. Chen Ge tried several times before finding the focus.

The body is very painful, and the pain comes from everywhere, and the most painful part is the head.

Chen Ge could not control his body completely, and his eyes barely moved. He found himself lying in a ward.

The sunlight shines into the house through the windows with iron mesh, which is warm and comfortable.

The ward is not big, there are other people in the room, and Chen Ge can vaguely hear the sound of their conversation.

"C-reactive protein, homocysteine, male hormone, head CT, pituitary CT, full chest X-ray, no obvious abnormality in nerve conduction speed..."

"I had an examination before I fell into a coma last time. I had clear minds, no obvious abnormalities in the cardiopulmonary auscultation, no positive signs were caused by the nervous system, and the limbs were free to move."

"There should be some improvement, but the condition suddenly worsened after treatment."

"The patient is paranoid schizophrenia accompanied by severe paranoia..."

Looking for the sound, Chen Ge slowly twisted his neck and looked at him.

Two doctors in white coats were talking. One of the young doctors found that Chen Ge woke up and immediately shut up and walked out with the documents in his hand.

Another middle-aged doctor came to Chen Ge's bed: "How did you sleep last night?"

Chen Ge raised his head with difficulty. When he saw the middle-aged doctor's face, his slightly opened mouth and could not say a word.

"Have you forgotten again?" The middle-aged doctor seemed to have been used to all this: "I am your attending physician, my name is Gao Ming, Gao Xiao Gao, Ming Ming, just call me Dr. Gao."

"Doctor Gao?" Chen Ge slowly said these words. His voice was completely hoarse and he even struggled to speak.

"It seems you are awake." Dr. Gao untied the restraint belt that tied Chen Ge's feet: "When you were sick last night, I was very troubled by both the caregiver and me."

"I'm sick?" Chen Ge's head hurts as soon as he thinks a little, as if a knife is stabbed directly into his brain.

"I took the medicine and had a good rest. When your condition was completely stable, I would apply to transfer you to the ordinary ward." After Dr. Gao said that, he fed Chen Ge and took two white pills. After swallowing the medicine, Chen Ge felt that his head was not so painful.

After watching Chen Ge swallow the pills, Dr. Gao was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, Doctor Gao." The sleepy feeling surged, but Chen Ge still called Doctor Gao: "What is this place?"

"Xinhai Central Hospital."

"Who sent me?"

"Get a good night's sleep. Don't think about those things anymore, as they will stimulate your condition." Dr. Gao left after saying that.

The ward became quiet, and occasionally the birds could be heard outside the window.

The warm sunlight shone on Chen Ge through the barbed wire. He tried his best, but he still couldn't sit up.

"Head hurts so much..."

My brain was a little dull, and as soon as I thought about it, I would feel severe pain. Chen Ge could only lie in bed honestly.

I don’t know how long it took, but the door of the ward was pushed open and a young female nurse walked in with food.

When Chen Ge almost blurted out when he saw the female nurse's face: "Xu Wan?"

Hearing Chen Ge's voice, the female nurse seemed a little surprised. She put the meal on the bedside table and sat next to Chen Ge: "You actually remember my name? It's not in vain that I have been taking good care of you for the past six months."

The female nurse has a very good personality, she looks cute and has a very good voice.

"Half a year? Have you taken care of me for half a year?" Chen Ge frowned, his brain hurting like a needle.

Seeing Chen Ge in such pain, the female nurse hurriedly stood up: "Your condition is not stable yet, don't think about it."

"Tell me, can you tell me..." The pain made Chen Ge's face distorted, but he still gritted his teeth and kept repeating the sentence.

"I can't stimulate you anymore. Don't think about it. I'll call the doctor now!" Xu Wan turned around and was about to leave, but Chen Ge grabbed the corner of her clothes.

Turning back, Xu Wan saw Chen Ge's painful eyes.

"Who brought me here? What exactly happened to me?"

Xu Wan couldn't bear to leave. She sat by the bed and held Chen Ge's bulging arm with blue veins: "If you can calm down, I will tell you that this is also responsible for you."

Taking a deep breath, Chen Ge forced himself not to think, and the pain slowly disappeared.

His facial expression gradually returned to normal, and Chen Ge was like an injured stray dog, his eyes full of fatigue and pain after struggle.

"Can you say it now?"

"Most half a year ago, you drove your parents to the hospital. There was a car accident on the road. In the end, you were the only one who was rescued." Xu Wan paused when she said this. She observed Chen Ge's condition and saw that Chen Ge did not react excessively. Then she dared to continue saying: "Your brain was severely damaged, you were unconscious for a long time, and finally woke up, but she changed to severe paranoia."

"Dampness?"

"Yes, you don't want to admit that your parents have left, and you always escape from reality and live in the memories you woven." Xu Wan looked at Chen Ge with some pain: "You are sometimes manic, sometimes make a fuss. Sometimes when you are awake, you will describe a world where a person and ghost coexist. You always say you want to find your parents, and you feel that you will be able to find them one day."

"That's not a story, not a fabrication." Without thinking, Chen Ge subconsciously said this sentence.

"I don't want to break the dream you weave yourself, but living in the dream, you can only be with pain forever and cannot be relieved." Xu Wan sighed softly: "Actually, you also understand that some things are false, such as you have never really found your parents in your own story, and you are subconsciously afraid of driving because of a car accident, so you rarely drive somewhere by yourself in the stories you make up. It's not that you don't understand, you are just avoiding it."
Chapter completed!