The third floor is different from the first and second floors.
The first floor is brand new, too white, and feels unreal.
The second floor is exaggeratedly old.
The third floor looked like any normal hospital Jiang Chen had seen. There were traces of time on the tiles and walls, but it was generally clean. There was a smell of disinfectant around, but it wasn't too strong.
In a daze, Jiang Chen seemed to feel that this was an old hospital at his doorstep, similar to the hospital that Lao Zhangtou took him to when he had a fever when he was a child.
Gradually, the guard in his heart could not help but let go a little.
However, this discovery also made Jiang Chen think deeply.
"The first floor is dazzlingly white. There is no dirt, only beauty. It represents illusion."
"The second floor is full of dilapidation, with obvious blood stains on the ground and rusty door handles, which represents the bloody and cruel reality."
"But both of them are too deliberate and will give people a sense of absurdity and unreality."
"Only when we reach the third floor do we seem to have entered the real reality."
"After all, a normal hospital will not be as meticulously clean as the first floor, nor will it be as dilapidated and dirty as the second floor."
"After experiencing the first two, when you get here, you will instinctively let down your guard and feel that you are getting further and further away from those weird treatments, diseases, and doctors."
"Unknown to everyone, I have reached the highest level that a patient can reach, and I am sinking deeper and deeper..."
Jiang Chen murmured to himself, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
There is indeed something evil about this ward. Everything in it exerts a kind of psychological suggestion on people all the time. When you feel that you have withstood all the pressure and inducement, you have survived safely.
When I turned around, I realized that I had become the most terrifying monster.
"Fortunately, I'm a doctor and I'm here to exchange medical skills. They shouldn't be disrespectful of martial ethics, right?"
"No, maybe I've already been tricked."
"I feel like I haven't been so cruel before. I killed an entire floor of patients and an entire floor of doctors without blinking an eye. It turned out that this hospital building was behind it. It was so insidious and vicious... …”
While mumbling, Jiang Chen's pupils shrank and he discovered a terrifying fact.
After a moment of tension, he quickly relaxed.
Because he has always been very adaptable. When he gets sick, he gets sick. There is nothing to be nervous about. Don’t patients also live their lives the same way?
"It turns out that I am really ill. It just so happens that I don't have to think too much before taking action. No matter how bad things a mental patient does, they are worthy of forgiveness."
Jiang Chen murmured, even a little excited.
Staring at the back of No. 04 in front of him, he held the hammer in his hand, ready to move.
Is it understandable that a patient suddenly goes crazy?
No. 04, who was jumping up and down with joy, suddenly felt a chill on his back. He turned his head and looked at Jiang Chen and No. 06 back and forth with suspicion on his face.
"It's really strange, Dasha, Second Silly, which one of you was staring at me just now, as if you still had very bad thoughts in your heart?"
Jiang Chen's expression froze.
Who do you think you call a fool?
"Hmph! I'm warning you, don't make bad plans secretly, or I will chop you into fifteen pieces, no, twenty pieces!"
No. 04 gave a warning, turned around and continued jumping forward, but this time, she leaned to the left, deliberately taking a few steps away from Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to kill the goose that laid the eggs, and continued to follow.
Shortly after.
Several people were heard arguing fiercely in the corridor, and the source of the sound was in a ward in front.
No. 04 suddenly stopped and laughed: "Hahaha! What a great luck. This lunatic No. 03 is quarreling with me again. Unlucky fool, you are finished. When he quarreled, no one could persuade him. live!"
"Let me think about it, how many pieces will you be chopped into later?"
"Five yuan, ten yuan, twenty yuan..."
“I’m really looking forward to it!”
No. 04 tilted his head with a sick look on his face and looked at Jiang Chen with a strange smile: "Go quickly, delaying time is not good. If you do this, I will let Dasha chop you up first!"
At this time Jiang Chen took a few steps forward.
He looked down at this extremely dangerous little girl, stared into her eyes, and said seriously: "I will only remind you once, don't call me a fool again, otherwise your name will be engraved with this sledgehammer."
After that, he continued to walk forward.
No. 04 froze in place, her blood-red pupils trembling slightly. Although she didn't understand what it meant to have her name engraved with a sledgehammer, at that moment, she felt an unprecedented danger!
It's as if you are facing an evil beast with a bloody calamity that can easily swallow you in one bite.
No. 04 turned around and looked at the back, calming down from chattering for the first time. There was a deep fear and some inexplicable expectation in his eyes.
"Dasha, go to the stairs and watch. A doctor will come down and notify us immediately."
Finally, she waved and spoke.
…
This side.
Jiang Chen listened to the continuous quarrels in front of him and instantly understood who was in this ward.
Patient No. 02.
Suffering from severe schizophrenia.
The man downstairs had only two personalities before, but he had six personalities!
According to the doctor, No. 02's medical records have been a legend in the entire seventh ward for a certain period of time. His experience was extremely tortuous, weird, and sensational.
First of all, No. 02 has no idea who he is.
His six personalities are a lawyer, a courier, a security guard, a thief, a teacher, and a landlord. By chance, these six people gathered in the same old suburban building on a stormy night.
Among the few people, some rented here, some were the owners of this building, some came here for work reasons, and some just happened to walk in while hiding from the rain.
The terrifying thing is that just after nightfall, they discovered a murder case. The body of the deceased was very fresh and dismembered. The method of committing the crime was extremely cruel.
It was raining heavily and there were no other buildings in front or behind.
If you run outside and bump into a murderer, you will be dead.
A few people can only get together, hug each other to keep warm, and plan to spend the night.
However, after one night, everyone died. The last deceased detonated the gas, and the murderer stumbled out of the old building with his face disfigured.
What he didn't know was that several innocent souls had already taken possession of him.
The murderer also died mysteriously not long after.
Several unwilling souls intertwined together and became an extremely special ghost.
And it seems that because the murderer always wore a mask to commit crimes that night, they were unable to guess who the murderer was until after his death.
This also led to several people constantly quarreling and fighting to the death.
But up to this point, it can't be called bizarre. What's even weirder is that according to the information collected by the ward, only one person died in that old building that night.
The place is very remote and not many people go there at night.
There was only one otaku writer living in the whole house, and an elderly landlord. The landlord had something to do in those days and went back to his hometown. The writer died suddenly in the house because he stayed up late.
Everything before was just the last story he was writing.
However, it seems that because he was so sure that this was his true experience before his death, the patient's medical records actually recognized this and recorded it truthfully.
In other words, the most special thing about No. 02 is.
There is no extra soul in his body, but he has truly split into six different personalities. There is also a main personality of an Internet writer. I don’t know if he was killed by the other personalities or is in hiding. , sleeping state.
What he possesses is actually seven personalities!
It is an extremely severe form of schizophrenia.
