Chapter 1693 Secret Room

Countless blood vessels converge here, flowing into the dean's office along the cracks in the door, or even piercing the wall. If the entire hospital is compared to a living thing, then this is the vital heart.

"Squeak--"

"Squeak--"

A sharp friction sound came out of the dean's office, and Tang Qisheng became alert. This sound was like something like a table or chair that was overwhelmed by the heavy load.

Gently pulling open the dense blood vessels in the crack of the door with his hands, Tang Qisheng leaned down and looked inside from the exposed gap. The dean's office was very large, and the only lamp was hanging under the ceiling. However, it was now wrapped by dense blood vessels like vines and could only emit a little miserable light.

However, it was enough for Tang Qisheng. What really surprised him was the environment in the dean's office. Everything here was rotten and twisted. The bookshelves were embedded in the wall and extended to the ceiling. There was also a huge 5-meter-long desk and a 3-meter-high potted plant with fangs and claws...

The facilities in the room were far larger than normal. The huge size made Tang Qisheng feel dazed, as if he had been shrunk.

"Crunch--"

"Crunch--"

The thing that made the harsh friction sound was slumped on the boss chair behind the desk. It was a huge piece of rotten meat, covered with muscles and ulcers. It took a lot of patience to barely recognize the human shape.

The head of the human-shaped rotten meat was abnormally large, and the face was even more bloody. There were two holes where the eyes were, and the eyeballs were missing. The rotten meat in the holes was still wriggling disgustingly.

And on the chest of this human-shaped rotten meat, there was a blue badge, and the words on it were blurred by blood. Tang Qisheng squinted his eyes for more than ten seconds before he recognized the two largest and most obvious words: Dean.

"This human-shaped rotten meat is the dean, but what happened in the hospital that made a good person become like this, and also gave rise to strange doctors and nurses?"

Before Tang Qisheng could continue to think, he suddenly felt a chill and realized that he was discovered, because the rotten dean was rushing towards him in a weird posture.

"Bang!"

The 4-meter-high black iron door was knocked open. Dean Rotten Meat turned his body, and his two rotten and pus-filled arms fumbled around. After finding nothing, he squirmed and headed towards the children in the distance.

But what he didn't know was that Tang Qisheng was hiding above him.

Not long ago, when the dean rushed over, Tang Qisheng immediately grabbed the flesh and blood on the wall and climbed up, all the way to the top of the door frame, and barely escaped.

At this moment, Tang Qisheng held his breath, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably. Because of his position, he looked down and saw that the deformed head of Dean Rotten Meat was broken, and the huge head was actually hollowed out.

Because of the collision just now, many blood vessels in the door gap were torn apart, mixed with yellow and white pus splashing everywhere. The blood vessels were not blood, but more like brain matter.

Soon, the miserable wails of children and the sound of whipping and abuse came from the activity room. Tang Qisheng didn't know if Dean Rotten Meat had vented his anger on those children.

But now he couldn't care less. He quickly climbed down and quietly slipped into the door. This was the dean's office. Maybe he could find some key clues. He had to at least figure out why the hospital had become like this.

His primary goal was the drawer of the dean's desk, but before he took a few steps, his leg stopped in mid-air. The next second, Tang Qisheng's eyes tightened and his breathing, which had just been adjusted, became rapid.

A very thin silver wire hung one centimeter away from his feet. If it hadn't been stained with mucus, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.

Following the silver wire, he saw a bell hidden under the leaves of a potted plant in an inconspicuous corner.

"That was close!"

This rotten dean was more vigilant than he thought. Although he had no eyes, he had a bell connected to the traps set up in the office, so that if an intruder accidentally stepped on the bell, the dean would know immediately.

Tang Qisheng carefully avoided the silver wires and came to the desk. After confirming that there were no other traps, he lowered his head, concentrated his attention, and gently opened the first drawer.

It can be seen that there are some paper documents inside, but now they are soaked with pus and blood, and they are rotten and messy. It is impossible to tell what is recorded on them.

The second drawer is the same, except that there are more pens, pencils, staplers and other things in it.

Secretly praying for the blessing of the Bodhisattva, Tang Qisheng opened the third and last drawer, but disappointingly, there were even fewer things in it this time, only a box of glass beads.

He remembered that this kind of glass beads was the kind that the children in the activity room fought for. It seems that these things are the tools used by the rotten dean to control the children.

Grabbing one and looking at it, Tang Qisheng unexpectedly found that there were words engraved on these glass beads, all of which were surnames, such as Qian, Wang, Zhao, Li, etc., and he didn't know if they had some meaning.

Thinking that he would have to pass through the territory of those children when he went back, Tang Qisheng picked up a few beads just in case.

Abandoning the desk, Tang Qisheng began to search around the room. At this moment, he listened carefully. From time to time, he could hear roars and children's painful screams in the distance in the corridor. The torture was still going on.

Soon, Tang Qisheng noticed something very strange in the chaotic dean's office. All the blood vessels and veins extending from the corridor finally converged in one place, behind a dark green iron locker that was almost as high as the wall.

Walking forward cautiously, Tang Qisheng tentatively pushed it gently with his hand, but a scene that surprised him appeared. The iron locker actually slid to the right. Fortunately, Tang Qisheng was quick-witted and controlled it when the iron locker was about to touch a silver wire. At this moment, the iron locker moved halfway, exposing an iron door behind it.

"There is actually a secret room here!"

The door of this secret room hidden in the dean's office looks like a prison. There is an observation port on the top of the door, and there are several iron bars on it, and countless blood vessels and veins are drilling in along the observation port and the cracks in the door.

No, that's not right. Tang Qisheng soon realized that his judgment was wrong. It wasn't that the blood vessels were drilling inward, but that these blood vessels were all drilling out of the secret room. The secret room was like the roots of a big tree, and these blood vessels and veins that were densely spread throughout the underground world of the hospital were like the roots growing out of the big tree.

"What exactly is this place?"

With strong curiosity, Tang Qisheng pulled open the disgusting blood vessels, stood on tiptoe, and looked inside through the observation port. He saw that under a dark yellow chandelier inside, there were hundreds of glass jars densely arranged on the wall, and brain tissue was floating in each of them.