Chapter 466 The Cursed Hospital (IV)

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"I see... the terrain of this hospital is not arranged according to normal physical laws... it is a three-dimensional map..." Feng Bujue was thinking in his mind as he ran up the stairs, "Just looking at one will naturally make you feel uncomfortable. It's confusing, but if you overlay the maps of all floors, you can form a 3D model... Of course... even if you build that model in your mind, where the gravity changes according to the terrain, it makes sense. It’s not too big either…”

When I think about this place, the steps under my feet are all gone.

Feng Bujue came to a corridor again. The lighting here was the same as before. Although it was white, it was covered with a layer of shadow, making the scenery in front of him appear gray.

"This is also the second floor?" Feng Bujue looked at the house number in the distance and read, "Well... the outpatient department I was just at is also on the second floor... Sure enough, this kind of sideways staircase leads players to "

His mind was flashing and his actions were constant. After all, there were soldiers chasing him, so he couldn't relax yet.

Feng Bujue walked quickly to a door. On this door there was only the house number "Number - 216" and no words on it. It was probably a ward.

With a "click", the door handle turned smoothly.

At this time, Chad's two heads had also poked out from the stairs, and they were roaring in pursuit.

Feng Bujue had no choice. He couldn't open the door slowly and carefully explore the way before entering the house at this time... His inventory was locked, and he couldn't use the diamond bell to find the way, even if it could be used. ...It probably won't have any effect, because he is already in a fatal threat at this moment. After activating the special effect, the diamond bell will definitely ring randomly.

Brother Jue had no choice but to push the door open, go in, turn around and close the door.

Chad's footsteps. It stopped suddenly the moment the door was closed, as if the giant man had quietly disappeared in a second.

"What kind of setting is this...could an ordinary door be able to stop him..." Feng Bujue leaned against the door and panted heavily, thinking in his mind, "Because of his huge size, the moment he saw the door frame, he... Give up?" He couldn't help but smile, "What's the difference between this reaction and 'little noise sees the stairs'..."

During these few seconds of adjusting his breathing and mood, Feng Bujue quickly scanned the room in front of him.

This is a quite large ward. There are no lights in the room, and the windows facing the corridor have their curtains drawn. However, with the light filtering through the gaps in the curtains. He could still roughly make out the outlines of some objects.

"One, two, three..." Feng Bujue counted. There were six beds in the room, all placed against the wall, three on each side, corresponding to each other. Next to each bed, there is a U-shaped iron bracket with a curtain hanging on it. When the curtain is pulled up, the bed can be covered.

"This must be the worst ward..." Feng Bujue muttered. He was also a person who had stayed in the hospital frequently. I am quite familiar with similar environments.

Generally speaking, the better wards in hospitals are the ones with two people to a room and equipped with TVs; and the ones with six or even more people in one room. It is the worst level, with conditions comparable to group rentals.

Of course, there are also single rooms, some of which you can live in if you have money. Some of them can only be moved in if they have reached a certain level or are powerful people. There are also some... that are special circumstances. For example, patients with extreme symptoms may need to be admitted to a sterile room, but hospitals with poor conditions may not have such treatment facilities.

Anyway. Feng Bujue knew all about this issue... During the days when he first got "ill", he had visited almost all the facilities in the major hospitals in S City... where he lived The ward has been upgraded step by step, the doctors who come for consultation are more famous than the last, and the examinations they have done are all-encompassing. From a multi-person general ward to a VIP-only room, from a resident physician in a district-level hospital to a world-renowned authoritative expert... From a patient's perspective, Feng Bujue is indeed someone who has seen great battles... He can also be considered a He became famous after one illness, and left a mark on the medical community in the mid-21st century...

"Well... now that we're all in..." Feng Bujue stretched out his hand to touch the light switch, but halfway through, he stopped again, "Hey... if there are really 'patients' here, and turning on the light will If some flag is triggered, wouldn't it be very bad for me..."

After thinking for a few seconds, he decided not to make a sound and stand at the door for a minute before turning on the light...

This is also for safety reasons...it's always right to be cautious, and it's only for a minute anyway. After a minute, Chad outside the door will definitely leave. Even if it triggers some kind of fatal situation again,

He can also choose to escape back into the hallway.

So, Feng Bujue waited at the door for more than a minute. Then, he opened the door, looked around, and after confirming that Chad was no longer there, he closed the door, turned around, and turned on the light switch.

There were a total of four ceiling lights in this ward, all of which were embedded in the ceiling. Brother Jue turned on all the lights in the room at once, and the room became brightly lit.

At this moment, all six hospital beds in the room were surrounded by curtains, and they were surrounded tightly...

"Ha... this kind of trick..." Feng Bujue took out a folding knife from his pocket, broke off the blade, held it in his hand, and then moved forward slowly, "It's similar to some games that require you to explore the toilet cubicles one by one. Well……"

He first walked to the window at the other end of the room, opened the curtains and looked out.

Pah, pah, pah, pah—

At this moment, I only heard a rapid, weird noise... suddenly coming from my side.

Feng Bujue turned his head sharply when he heard the sound, and saw... six more bloody palm prints on the wall beside him.

"Is it triggered by looking out the window..." He muttered, then moved his gaze back to the direction of the window, as if the appearance of these palm prints was a very common thing.

It was pitch black outside the window, and Feng Bujue's own shadow was reflected on the glass, or rather... it was Lester's shadow.

Just when Brother Jue looked intently at the window, Lester's reflection actually laughed...

At the same second, a sinister laughter could be heard faintly in Feng Bujue's ears.

"It's indeed scary..." Feng Bujue said thoughtfully, "Ordinary people... would be startled if their attention was attracted by the bloody palm prints. When they turned their heads back, they would see the reflection in the glass smiling. , there is a certain chance that you will be scared out of the script.”

After Brother Jue said these two sentences, he closed the curtains again as if nothing had happened...

"Okay... let's take a look at what's on the hospital bed." Feng Bujue took the knife and walked to the bed closest to him first, then stretched his hand towards the curtain.

Sudden! With a "crack", a pale hand came out from the curtain and firmly grasped Feng Bujue's wrist. (To be continued...)