Chapter 236 Abnormalities in the Hospital

Watson was keenly aware of the change in Nello Bax's address to him - no longer the respected Chief Watson, but Brother John, who treated him equally.

This was not just a superficial change in address. The respect in his tone seemed to have disappeared. This old subordinate who had not seen him for several days seemed to have changed into a different person. Not only did he undergo subtle changes in his body, but he also seemed to have a spiritual gap.

He also noticed that the group of church members who rushed up to him and seemed to care about his injuries were also very strange.

At first glance, they were indeed kindly asking about the two people's situation, but in fact, they showed a kind of clamp-like surrounding gesture until they were sent to the emergency medical room in the dormitory building and tied to the steel-cast bed.

However, the treatment process was obviously normal. The church member who had accumulated superb surgical experience in pig slaughtering at night served as the chief surgeon for the two, suturing the deep gap in Melanie's abdomen and cleaning the remnants in Watson's eye sockets... Afterwards, four church members who were good at singing and dancing were invited to play the church's classic song "The Secret of Thunder" for them.

The specially designed treatment room effectively cuts off the spread of sound, so the drum beats are all concentrated inside the secret room, and the vibrations seem to make the walls tremble.

Even the dim candlelight can't help dancing in this light and comfortable atmosphere, and the flesh and blood of the two injured can't suppress the desire to dance.

The new buds wriggled as if they were taking light dance steps, like a passionate cha-cha performed by a man and a woman, the bloody little hands leaked onto the thin waist of the flesh, the cracks between them gradually healed, and the smooth and tender skin symbolized the end of the dance.

Until the end of the treatment, the two recovered injured people seemed to still have the passion and excitement of the dance in their heads. When they stepped off the bed tremblingly, their steps almost couldn't control their jumping and spinning and dancing again.

The secret believer waiting outside the door reminded softly: "Melanie, John, the leader invites you to the dean's office for a chat."

Melanie drank a new vitality extract potion handed to her, feeling the silkiness and heat of the bright golden liquid sliding down her throat, just like drinking a mouthful of top-grade strong whiskey. The high-proof alcohol seemed to ignite a blazing flame in the stomach, but the burning heat was like the warm spring sun, which made the flesh and cells seem to be recharged, and the body seemed to become more solid and indestructible, as if it was just refined steel tempered from a fiery furnace.

She couldn't help but sigh: "What a powerful effect! Does this potion also incorporate the shaping power of the casting phase? Is this the latest achievement of the sect in the past few days?!"

The secret believer smiled and said nothing, but did not answer her question, but raised his hand to signal to go to the dean's office.

Melanie looked at these believers who seemed to have become extremely unfamiliar in a few days, full of doubts. She looked at John, who had just drunk the new vitality extract potion, and also saw the doubts in his eyes.

However, this was obviously not the best time to ask questions. They could only slowly move towards the inside of the hospital surrounded by four church members.

The moment she stepped into the hospital from the back door, Melanie's slightly rekindled brain light immediately sensed the difference in the surrounding atmosphere - the thick desperate and painful wails that were almost condensed into substance were so dense that she seemed to see sticky blood dripping from the ceiling drop by drop, and the floor under her feet was already full of all kinds of limbs and flesh, and hideous broken heads were floating in the pool of blood.

Even the walls painted pure white were covered with twisted and deformed scarlet tissue like hemangiosarcoma, as if the building of Crossroads Hospital had been alienated into a deformed and weird creature, and the sound of a beating heart could be faintly heard in the courtyard deep in the hospital!

'What on earth is this scene? ! '

'Why can I see such a scene? ! ’

‘Is it because of the continuous erosion of the lamp phase and the moth phase of old Michaelis that my skull lamp has been stained with a trace of the fourth-order characteristics after the injury healed, which allows me to see this scene? ! ! ’

‘Or is the great pupil door giving me enlightenment and truth, allowing me to see the alternative face of the hospital? ? ? ’

Melanie’s inner confusion became more and more intense, as if a gray fog came from nowhere and stained her heart. She now felt more and more that she seemed to have missed many important things during the time she was away. But what exactly caused such a big change in the hospital and the church? !

She unconsciously cast a look at fellow John beside her. At present, it seems that they are the only two in the entire church who missed the big change. At this moment, the two of them are in the same boat and should unite.

However, John, who only practiced the mind and blade aspects, obviously did not notice the abnormality in the hospital. He just walked up the stairs to the dean's office on the top floor, unaware of her look for help.

‘I should be happy and excited about the thriving growth of the cult. I already knew that the cult had been using the lives of those useless people to conduct experiments that were inhumane in the secular world...’

‘But why do I feel fear and terror inexplicably now? Even my calves hidden under the baggy pants began to tremble... What happened to the hospital and the cult? ’

‘What did I miss during this period? ! ’

Melanie suddenly felt that what was waiting for her in the dean's office in front of her was not the reward she had dreamed of, but perhaps severe punishment and torture... or something more terrifying.

She suddenly felt that the image of Winfreys Morgan, who had always been tall and majestic in her heart, suddenly began to distort. The hypocritical words of free medical treatment began to be full of loopholes. The so-called selfless dedication to the world to reform this sick society was even more contradictory... If the Crossroads Order was really engaged in such a noble and great cause, why were all the dirty things that were done behind the scenes not visible to the public?

"Deep in the heart of the Salvation Hospital, there is a dirty and dark slaughterhouse."

"We bear the holy reputation, but our hands are stained with innocent blood."

"Our hard work is in vain, and the ideals we sing will never be realized."

Melanie gently recited this bold statement that was absolutely rebellious within the order. Fortunately, she still maintained a certain rationality at this time and did not directly recite her inner thoughts out loud, but recited the words that should be subject to bloody trials within the order in a voice as light as a mosquito.

Moreover, the secret believers who surrounded him were all secret followers of the mind, and they did not have the hearing to catch the whispers like mosquito bites, but all these words fell into the ears of the blade man with five senses as sharp as a knife.

Watson listened to Melanie's whispers, and the same whispers were echoing in his head, but the progress was one step faster than Melanie's words, more like the lamp lady was repeating the whispers in his head.

He nodded slightly with satisfaction, and ordered the lurking tiny moth to destroy his life. Those thoughts of rebellion and rebellion were hidden in the broken flesh and blood of the moth, and slowly sank into the flickering head lamp.

The moth will eventually fly into the glow and die in the candle... But will the mottled glow of the candle lit by the moth's corpse still be as pure as it was at the beginning?

This is a question.

No one can answer it.