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"Meow……"

The cat's meow was very light and quiet. Ji Lunhuo opened his eyes and sat up silently, his heart pounding and gasping for breath.

"Aren't I dead?"

The pain spread rapidly just now, twitching, screaming turned into wailing, and I felt that the world in front of me became dark, which felt so clear.

During the breathing, he was used to reaching out to touch his legs. The nerves on his legs conveyed warm messages to the brain. Ji Lun was stunned for a moment. After looking at it, he saw very ordinary legs, but he was stunned because of ordinary things. After a long time, Ji Lun hummed.

The legs are conscious.

I was 8 years old and had completely lost my feelings from the bottom of my legs. 7 years later, my muscles gradually shrink even if I had a nurse massage. But now, it looks very normal. Is this a dream?

Memory, I can’t remember many things.

"I seem to be different."

"It seems like I'm back home again."

Ji Lun felt this mood keenly, pondered for a moment, got off the bed barefoot, thinking of a few stretching movements, and thoughts, and instinctively did it.

Then he frowned and thought to himself: "Where does this trick come from? Could it be that I have been bedridden for many years and can I practice these things?"

The questions just happened and I let them go.

There are too many questions at this time, and it is just a matter of asking for trouble after delving into it.

The white mist outside the window is difficult to distinguish the scenery. The smog gauze in the room is like smoke and silk, the walls are wet, and even water droplets can be seen in the corners, and there is a faint smell of mold in the air.

I squeezed my mouth and let out a breath, and it was very thick.

There was only a neatly stacked hospital gown in the closet, and only a pair of slippers were found for the shoes.

"Very good, the clothes are pure cotton, comfortable, the slippers are leather, high-end and warm."

Ji Lun didn't plan to stay in the room for a long time. He told himself that this would only wait for a tragic result - there was no reason, just knowing.

Pull the sheets around your waist, take a deep breath, twist the handle and open the door and go out.

The corridor is quiet and the mist is thick.

Although there is a lamp every once in a distance, the light is very dark in the fog. Ji Lun is vigilant and observes it carefully.

The eyes are old and clean utensils, portals, and corridors, all immersed in the dim light, and they are not really visible. A few meters behind me are at the end of the corridor. A window with iron railings is also white outside the window, and light is transmitted in, causing the floor tiles in a small area to reflect porcelain light.

It is diagonally opposite to the room where he is, and there is a door on the wall at the end of the corridor, no windows, and a special care unit sign, a password lock, and the door is closed.

I pushed it over and didn't even have the slightest vibration, and it felt like it was a thick stone wall rather than a door.

Walking along the corridor, the doors of the wards on both sides are staggered, not facing each other, the doors are open, the beds are neat and the objects are orderly, but the fog fills the whole thing.

“The rooms are very similar, or, in other words, too similar.”

As soon as he made this judgment, he was a little surprised at himself again. He just passed by and glanced at him, then carefully recorded the light and shadow in the room, and quickly compared and analyzed the answer. He was really a ghost!

Moreover, due to visual limitations, the senses become more sensitive, and it seems a bit bloody...

Ji Lun followed his breath and came to the wall, reached out and touched it, and it was sticky. He pulled his hand back, and his hand was a little bit red with awesomeness.

"It's blood!"

Ji Lun was shaking secretly, and his hair stood up: "First of all, you must be clear about what kind of world this is."

"Theoretically, the best way to be clear about the world is to observe the details around you."

Thinking of this, Ji Lun focused on cast iron guardrails. Each room window was equipped with small windows on the door, which were as strong as it was extremely sturdy. Judging from the installation method, it was obviously protected from the inside rather than the outside.

He looked around, tore the sheets into strips of cloth, skillfully knitted the cloth rope, and at the same time he silently took a few steps.

The pace was close and the rhythm was strong. After walking a thousand steps, there was a change in front of him. He saw the end of one end of the corridor and an open opening to the stairwell.

When I went back, I saw that it was only more than 20 meters away from the starting point, and the fog was getting heavier and heavier. Looking at it from a distance, I could only see some faint outlines outside the window.

Going forward, half a corner appeared at the nurse station. This place is obviously the special floor of the ward with high control, with the only entrance and exit, just opposite the nurse station.

For some reason, the nurse stood a little dark, and just glanced at Ji Lun's eyes shrank.

Bloodstain, a very long bloodstain, from the corridor to the nurse's station, it looked like a person covered in blood was dragged into the nurse's station.

"On observation!" Ji Lun thought to himself.

"...Three little pigs, look for it..." The singing came from the front, children's songs and children's voices.

In this relatively closed corridor, there was a song suddenly. Ji Lun was sweating all over. Looking closely, there was no nurse, no doctor, no patient, only a little boy was there graffiti with a colored fountain pen.

"Why are there little boys here?" Ji Lun felt that he hadn't seen it just now, and pursed his lips, he stepped forward cautiously.

Recently, I found that there was no one at the nurse station, and it was wet, with a decay smell, the walls were peeling off, and there were obvious signs of impact and cracking, with some redness.

In addition, the workstation has been turned into a preschool activity room by a little boy. Although the paintings are abstract, he glanced at them and identified many things, including the sun, men, soldiers, monsters...

The little boy who was drawing was having fun, looking at his body about 7 years older, immersed in his own world, with a colorful water pen in his hand for a while and would laugh out loud from time to time.

Ji Lun suddenly felt a special feeling that surged in his heart, kindness, but it was not just these, it was very complicated.

"Who is this?" Ji Lun thought for a while, but he still didn't disturb him.

When you walk through the corridor, the wall lights are not on, and they are shrouded in the darkness. Only by moving forward can you see clearly.

Turning to the dark mouth, the light suddenly dimmed, and then it immediately recovered.

At this moment, a black shadow was left on Ji Lun's retina. Almost at the same time, the little boy suddenly said: "Dad, don't allow you to go out!"

He didn't even look back, and the colored water pen in his hand did not stop. Ji Lun noticed all these details, but what made him even more shocked was that although he only glanced at the darkness just now, Ji Lun could basically be sure that there was a blood-stained person in his place.

Ji Lun was already standing in front of the heavy wooden door with double fans, so he simply tried to open the door. He couldn't push it open, twist the door handle, and couldn't twist it, and no matter how hard he tried, it didn't move, as if it was a stone wall.

"I need an explanation? But I have a memory disorder!"

He knew that he could not stay, and said vaguely: "I'm hungry."

He stopped humming songs and painting, and the little boy came back with a blank expression: "Are you ready to go out to eat?"

Ji Lun frowned secretly, feeling that there was something wrong with this, and he was ambiguous: "Look for it, I heard that some of them outside just look delicious."

"I found it, can I bring one for me?"

"Of course." Ji Lun agreed readily.

hey-hey!

The little boy's expression changed and he smiled: "Thank you brother."

Ji Lun nodded with a smile, put his hands on the door handle and used force, and then reacted... There were stickers on the entrance and exit, and a big 5 was written on it, which was the highest level.

No longer hesitated, he went all the way down and headed straight to the first floor. He even had the desire to push the doors on other floors. What he wanted to do most now was to leave here.

When Ji Lun arrived at the first floor, he regretted it as soon as he opened the door. It was not dark in front of him. The light shone brightly in front of him, but a 'silk fog' appeared in his sight again, floating in the air like a tulle silk mesh.

They were moving and rolling, as if the air flowed here was very good, but they couldn't feel the wind at all.

Ji Lun could clearly hear the sound of his footsteps, the sound of his clothes rubbing when he walked, and even felt the slight coolness caused by the air.

After calming down, I realized that the place was empty and there were no facilities, so I just renovated but had not been operated yet.

"An old building is now simply renovated and waiting to be re-activated, but what's going on on the fifth floor?" Ji Lun took a deep breath and touched it. The hall leading to the outside cannot be opened.

Not only the hall door, but all the doors could not be opened. Ji Lun looked at the north wall of the door and his eyes suddenly condensed - this is a floor diagram.

It mainly marks the layout and nature of the first floor, and there is also a 2D picture of the hospital including courtyards and facilities. According to this picture, this building only has four floors.

"There is no fifth floor!" Ji Lun felt cold in his heart. He didn't know if he was an illusion, but he felt that the darkness was still calm just now, but now there was a vague movement.

Ji Lun gritted his teeth and returned to the second floor, opened the door, and the mist!

Third floor, fog!

On the fourth floor, the fog is very light, and the more important thing is that there are lights in the corridor. After walking for a few steps, I felt fresh and unintentional.

It's here.

Entering, the corridor is quiet, and the doors are arranged on this floor. There are two entrances and exits. The middle nurse station is used as the dividing point, and one on the left and right corridors, and the same is true on the 1st to 3rd floors.

The doors on this floor of wards were closed, but suddenly, the lights dimmed again, but they did not recover immediately.

At this moment, Ji Lun suddenly smelled bloody and waited for the dim light. He saw a patient on the ward on the left, cut off with a scalpel, and tore off the whole piece of skin.

On the white wall, scarlet blood spurted on it, almost splashing the entire wall.

Ji Lunxin pounded and quickly turned sideways, but closed his breathing again. He saw that the ward on the right could not see inside. He saw a man desperately hitting the small window glass on the door, and the glass was not damaged at all. Then, a doctor waved the stainless steel axe and slashed at the patient from behind.

In an instant, it splashed on the glass, not only blood, but also flesh.

But everything seems to be a mute drama, without sound.

The sweat of the beans oozed, and Ji Lun continued to work by hand. The cloth rope woven by the sheets and cloth strips was densely wrapped around the left forearm. Now it was the right hand, but it was not the cloth rope, but the cloth belt, and the way to wrap the boxing bandage.

The nurse workstation is in the middle section, opposite the pharmacy and lounge. The door is one left and one right, and a schematic diagram of this floor is hung on the middle wall.

Passing by, taking a glance, I had a scheming in my heart, and went to the spa.

Although I deliberately did not look at these, there was a vague change around me.

"Puff!"

"ah!"

"Help!"

"Let me go!"
Chapter completed!