Chapter 81 Don’t Close Your Eyes when It’s Dark (Part 2)

Looking out from the top floor of the hospital, the late night has not affected the heat of the entire city at all. There is a constant stream of traffic on the road, the lights are shining, and lonely figures are shaking in the colorful neon.

"Yeah, it's getting dark." I closed the door and walked towards Jiang Shihan. There was only a window between her, but there were two different worlds inside and outside the ward.

The woman stood barefoot on the hospital bed. Her eyes would follow me wherever I went, as if she was examining me.

"I know you may have seen a lot of incredible things in the past few days. They suddenly appeared like a heavy hammer and smashed your life. I understand your feelings and my current state." I raised my hands and sat down. At her bedside.

The woman lowered her head and looked at me with round eyes, as if she wanted to remember every detail on my face.

"Sudden changes can make people doubt themselves. I'm afraid deep down in your heart you also think that you are crazy and all you see are hallucinations." I took out a cigarette and held it in my mouth: "Actually, that's not the case. You are not crazy. , those are not hallucinations but things that really exist.”

A bright flame blooms from the lighter. The light it brings is different from the light. The burning feeling can be felt by the body.

The long-lost warmth came from my hands. Jiang Shihan slowly squatted down, like a child catching crickets in the countryside in summer, she actually wanted to reach out to catch the flames.

After lighting the cigarette and taking back the lighter, Jiang Shihan finally only touched my hand.

Warmth and softness were my first reactions, and I believe she could also feel my body temperature.

"Understood? I'm a human being, a human being who wants to help you."

Maybe something suddenly occurred to her, Jiang Shihan suddenly let go of her hand, put on the quilt and shrank to the bed.

She hid her head under the quilt, obviously refusing to communicate with me.

"It seems it's not time yet." If we want to restore Huang Guanxing's true experience before his death, we can only ask Jiang Shihan, who is the only witness.

Smoking silently, I was thinking about how to communicate with Jiang Shihan, when suddenly the sound of children playing marbles came from the ceiling above my head.

"What is supposed to come will come."

Ward 9114 is on the top floor. Who would go to the hospital rooftop to play marbles at midnight?

This is a hospital, not a research center for abnormal humans, so the answer is obvious.

Looking up, the sound of marbles falling to the ground is very torturous. What's even more frightening is that the first thing that comes into view when you look up are bloody and horrifying pictures. Although I knew that most of them were painted with lipstick and potion, the feeling of terror could not help but creep up on every nerve.

"Has the game started? I want to see what means you can use to take away the life of a living person in the center of the city." After three live broadcast tests of the underworld show, my mental endurance is far beyond that of ordinary people.

Before the sound of marbles above my head stopped, the wooden door of ward 9114 was suddenly tapped.

All my attention was on the top of my head, and I didn't know who was knocking on the door.

I put out my cigarette butt, turned on my mobile phone, and walked towards the door.

"The sound just now probably came from the center of the door. This height is a bit low for an adult. The person tapping the door must be a child."

I looked out at the corridor outside through the glass window on the door. After 12 o'clock, most of the lights in the corridor were turned off, except for one in the nurse's duty room.

"No one?"

Just to be on the safe side, I took out my mobile phone and scanned it again. There was no one in the corridor, nothing unusual.

"The door can't be opened from the inside. The person who designed this ward is really weird." I checked the door lock. Unless violence was used, neither Jiang Shihan nor I could get out.

"First there was the sound of marbles above my head, and then there was the inexplicable sound of banging on the door. You are deliberately creating a scary atmosphere, and you want to make me nervous so that you can make a move, right?" These seemingly scary scenes, follow me in the underworld. The experience of the show was nothing in comparison, "It looks like I'm going to disappoint you."

Looking back, Jiang Shihan, who was fine just now, suddenly opened the quilt. Her exposed soles bent backwards in pain, and she was trembling with her back to me.

"What's wrong?" I quickly walked over to her and lifted the quilt. I found that she grabbed her hair and pulled it down hard. The force was so strong that even her scalp was deformed.

I first checked on the underworld show mobile phone and found that there was nothing unclean around the woman.

"Jiang Shihan, Jiang Shihan!" I shouted her name loudly, and finally had no choice but to control her.

Her fingertips still had long hair that had been pulled down, her scalp was red and swollen, her eyes were rolling around, and her mouth was open wide to breathe in the air.

She was like a drowning person getting further and further away from the shore, waving her arms desperately, her head kept shaking, and her teeth were biting the sheets.

"There are no ghosts around. Is she under some kind of witchcraft?" She can make people sick remotely, and the other party's methods were beyond my expectations.

It took a full fifteen minutes for Jiang Shihan to return to normal. She lay collapsed on the hospital bed with panic in her eyes.

"Did you see anything?" I asked softly, not expecting her to answer. Unexpectedly, she raised her arm and pointed to the door.

"Outside?"

Looking up, there was nothing outside the door.

But I knew it wouldn't be that simple. I recorded the video with my mobile phone and saw an old face flashing through the glass window of the ward door.

"Who!" I shouted subconsciously, but when I looked again, there was nothing on the screen.

"My face is full of wrinkles and I don't have a few hairs. I am definitely not a hospital worker at that age..." I covered Jiang Shi with a quilt and hid at the door with the Qigang Talisman.

"Whether you are a human or a ghost, don't let me catch you." The phone camera was pointed at the window, and I stared at the screen for fear of missing something.

After another ten minutes, the door was suddenly knocked, just like the first time, without any warning.

"Strange." Nothing was displayed on the mobile phone screen of the underworld show. "Am I worrying too much?"

Keep waiting, the sound of knocking on the door will sound every once in a while, very punctual.

"It will ring once every fourteen minutes, with an error of no more than ten seconds. And every time the knock on the door sounds, the sound of marbles falling to the ground above my head will stop." I took out my mobile phone and started timing. It was the last time I knocked on the door. Thirteen minutes and thirty seconds later, the sound of marbles overhead suddenly stopped.

"Is it coming soon?" I stared at the phone and stood up from the wall when the fourteen minutes were up.

"Now!" Without hesitation, I raised my leg and kicked the door lock!

"Bang!" The huge sound could be heard clearly in the entire corridor. I was already prepared to be complained by patients in the surrounding wards. Or maybe I deliberately made a big noise to attract the attention of more living people: "Who is outside? !”

The ward door hit the wall hard, the glass shattered all over the floor, and the light in Ward 9114 shone into the dim corridor.

Right in front of me, a little boy with an abnormally pale face was sitting outside the door with his hands raised.

He was frightened, his raised hand had not yet fallen, and the expression on his face was as solid as plaster.

"You've been knocking on the door of 9114? Little guy, are your pranks a little too much?" I squinted and squatted in front of him.

The boy sitting on the ground cried loudly, and not long after, the door of a ward at the end of the corridor was opened, and a middle-aged woman ran out.

"Xiaojie, come back with me quickly!" She said in a stern tone, scolding the boy loudly. The little boy cried and held the middle-aged woman's hand without saying a word.

I looked at this strange mother and son quietly, waiting for an answer from the adults.

Who would have expected that after the middle-aged woman scolded the child, she seemed to not be able to see the broken glass on the floor, and turned around to take the child back to her ward.

"Your child ran outside our ward and knocked on the door several times. Should this be forgotten?" I reluctantly reached out to grab the middle-aged woman, but the little boy suddenly ran over like crazy and touched my hand. Just one bite.

"Fuck!" The little guy probably used up all his energy to feed himself with this mouthful, and the teeth marks were very deep.

"Lu Jie! Let go!" The middle-aged woman hurriedly pulled the little boy aside. With an apology on her face, she looked at my bitten and bleeding palm: "I'm sorry, I didn't educate him well. I'll let him go now." I apologize to you!"

The middle-aged woman pulled the little boy in front of me and said, "Hurry up and say sorry to uncle."

The little guy stared at me fiercely without saying a word.

"Apologise to uncle!"

"I don't!" The boy's stubborn eyes looked like a young animal with nothing to lose.

"I want you to apologize!" The middle-aged woman's voice gradually became louder, but the boy refused to bow his head.

I saw that they were arguing, and just when I was about to say forget it, the mother raised her palm and slapped the little boy hard on the face!

"Snapped!"

The voice was very loud. Not only me, but also the little boy covered his face with tears in his eyes and looked at the middle-aged woman in disbelief.

"You never hit me..."

"Lu Jie, apologize to uncle!!" After she said this, she started crying first, and a mother and son stood in the empty corridor, hugging each other and crying as if no one was around.

"I'm sorry." The boy finally bowed his head and apologized, then held the middle-aged woman's hand, and the two of them walked to their ward together.

"Hey, actually I don't care..." After the boy bit me, I knew that at least this little boy must be alive.

"I brought you trouble because of my poor education." The middle-aged woman touched the boy's forehead. She looked at my bleeding palm and hesitated for a long time before saying: "It's dark, you'd better not be here tonight." Close your eyes."

"What do you mean?" I wanted to ask, but the middle-aged woman had already returned to her ward with the little boy.

"Something feels wrong." I turned to look at Jiang Shihan and found that she was staying on the bed, so I walked out of 9114 and came to the room where the mother and son had just entered.

Looking inside through the glass, the little boy sat alone on the bench wiping his tears, while her mother was covered in nutrition tubes and lying on the hospital bed as if sleeping.

"There are only two of them in the room." Taking a step back, I looked at the name of this ward - ICU.