I didn't see head nurse Zhang Wanqiu again that whole afternoon, and I don't know where she went. Jiang Shan guessed that it wouldn't be easy no matter where she went based on the state she was in when she left.
Jiang Shanban leaned on his bed, holding the radio in his hand. She had long discovered that this room and even the corridor outside were too clean, abnormally clean.
The corners of the walls, the sides of the bed, and the floor were all so clean that there wasn't even a speck of dust.
No human world could be so clean. Even every breath Jiang Shan took was actually dirty.
Although the special nature of the hospital requires stricter sanitary conditions than other places, however, this ward is obviously not a normal space. Nothing like the desolate and abandoned barren mountains.
Everything is neat and tidy, as if they are deliberately covering up something.
…
Outside the surveillance screen, everything was not so orderly. In the observation room, Zhao Qisheng stared at the screen: "Is there anyone else in the third ward now?"
The third ward is the ward where Jiang Shan is located. It is actually the "third floor" of the entire building. The entire hospital is divided into seven wards, and Jiang Shan is on the third. They have been trying their best to keep the entire third ward absolutely clean and tidy, but there are still mistakes.
"No," the young assistant physician next to him shook his head nervously, "The entire third ward has been cleared out long ago."
On the night Jiang Shan came, it was emptied overnight.
"The rate of erosion has intensified again..."
Zhao Qisheng fell down on the chair with a pale face. Mr. Geng had been helped by the medical staff to rest because of his heart discomfort. Zhao Qisheng was staring at the monitor screen, and suddenly there were snowflakes flashing on it. It's like a bad signal connection.
Zhao Qisheng seemed to have no reaction and looked ahead motionlessly. In the monitor, Jiang Shan was staring straight at the ceiling motionless. Her eyes were dark, and even if you zoomed in like this, you couldn't see any emotion in them.
The assistant physician next to her pointed at the screen and said in a trembling voice: "Have you ever felt that she seems to have done nothing, but seems to be seeing everything..."
A quiet person who is always observing.
In short, those eyes seemed to be staring at you through a surveillance screen, which made my heart tremble.
Zhao Qisheng was startled. Snowflakes flashed twice more on the monitor screen, and then one of them went out directly.
Regarding this abnormality, Zhao Qisheng was stunned for a moment and then just sighed: "...it's getting faster and faster. This one hasn't lasted two days."
The assistant physician said: "I will immediately order someone to change it."
Zhao Qisheng's eyes were complicated, and he suddenly said: "How is Zhang Wanqiu doing over there?"
The assistant physician said: "She has been fully 'cleaned' in the sterilization room, but... I don't know if it's still too late."
Zhao Qisheng was speechless. They were so careful every day. Even though they checked countless times to ensure that the entire hospital area was sealed, those things would still get in all the time.
"Should we send someone else to contact him?" The assistant physician looked at Jiang Shan on the monitor and asked for advice cautiously.
Zhao Qisheng stared at the monitor for a while and said, "No need, she can't go anywhere at all."
…
Jiang Shan wouldn't go anywhere. The whole afternoon when Zhang Wanqiu was away, she lay on the bed with the radio in her arms, even better behaved than when she was being watched. She found that her eyesight seemed to have improved. She looked at the ceiling while listening to the radio, and found that there seemed to be a different color at the corner of the ceiling.
Because they are all white, it is easy not to tell them apart, but there is a difference between white and white.
Just in the upper right corner, the white there seems to be particularly dazzling.
Jiang Shan couldn't help but be fascinated. From the surveillance camera, it looked like the screen was stuck, and he couldn't even move his eyelashes.
It made Zhao Qisheng nervous. Could it be that the other one was also broken? Are you so unlucky at this juncture?
Until he saw Jiang Shan finally blink slowly.
Just like a dragonfly flicking water, it is enough to show that the picture is not stuck. She is really just motionless. How can she stare at the "empty" ceiling for so long? Wait, Zhao Qisheng also opened her eyes wide. Did she really find something?
But it was hard for Zhao Qisheng to believe that this was impossible, simply impossible.
The radio that Jiang Shan hugged to her chest kept making rustling sounds. Jiang Shan's hand turned on the knob from time to time. This has become her habit. And she actually heard some patterns from the rustling noise of the radio. There seemed to be a number that appeared frequently, such as 3, 5, 7, or 1. But this was the limit of what Jiang Shan could hear, and all other information was drowned in it. Swish, swish, swish, swish.
Usually what is broadcast on the radio should be news, but since it is news, why do repeated words appear every day? It is not a repeater.
Before Jiang Shan could figure out the meaning of the numbers, he suddenly seemed to see why the corner of the ceiling was unusually white. It seemed that it had been repainted with a new layer of paint?
Jiang Shan stopped spinning the radio.
That corner was the corner where she had found "black floating dust" before.
And now it is as white as ever, because... it has indeed been repainted with a new layer of paint?
Jiang Shan suddenly seemed to be connected to something, and his whole body was a little numb, as if he had connected some of the previous fragments.
And this possible discovery made her a little uneasy.
The monitor quickly noticed the change in the expression on Jiang Shan's face, which seemed to be confusion, then understanding, and slight shock.
Zhao Qisheng stood up from his chair: "What is she looking at? Turn the surveillance angle over!"
The assistant physician quickly moved, switched angles, and cut to the corner of the ceiling.
There was nothing. The assistant physician even rubbed his eyes. In their opinion, there was indeed nothing. What exactly did Jiang Shan see that made him look shocked?
Zhao Qisheng stared at the corner, but unfortunately he didn't see anything interesting. It was really just a white wall.
Jiang Shan's expression on the monitor was still expanding. Different from the time in Huangshan, Jiang Shan could finally vaguely realize what they were afraid of this time.
Afraid of dust?
No, black "grey"?
Jiang Shan felt that her brain's CPU was burning like crazy, and the metal refueling gun that turned to ashes at the gas station flashed into her mind again.
The horror at that time seems to still be there.
She lowered her head and looked at her white socks, and her whole body was white. So, all this whiteness was to detect the abnormal "grey" at the first time?
Indeed, the black dust was extremely conspicuous. It was so conspicuous that when Zhang Wanqiu raised and lowered the sole of his foot, the black speck on it was so dazzling.
Normal people will go crazy if they stay here.
