04 The headless corpse fell in a pool of blood, its limbs were struggling unconsciously, and blood foam continued to appear on its neck.
Although not completely dead.
But he obviously suffered unimaginable damage.
With just one sentence, a blood-robed figure was almost shaken to his core. This is the terror of the medical director of the Seventh Ward!
There was dead silence.
All eyes were focused on that nearly invincible figure.
Director He was more than two meters tall. He glanced at everyone with a condescending look. His eyes were indifferent and cold: "04 is a child. I gave her some privileges. The rest of you will be killed one by one by me with the most cruel means. die!"
After he finished speaking, a shadow of blood spread under his clothes, and the strong fishy smell spread crazily, blocking everyone's escape route. After a while, the entire corridor was left with only an extremely depressing red color.
And all the rest of the murmurs and growls disappeared.
There was only one voice left!
That's Director He's voice!
The voice of a top-notch blood-clothed figure!
"03, your obsessive-compulsive disorder is not cured yet? Why did you secretly stuff your heart back into your stomach again? This is unrealistic, because your heart...should be exposed to the air!"
He spoke again, with a calm tone that made people instinctively feel creepy.
03's eyes widened. The next moment, he reached out uncontrollably, ripped open his chest, tore off a large piece of flesh and blood, and forcibly exposed his heart.
"No...no...no!"
He seemed to have understood what was going to happen next, and his expression became extremely panicked.
"Haha, no, it's still wrong." Director He shook his head, his pale face full of jest: "Your heart will have been crushed by yourself a long time ago!"
The words fell.
03 found that his right hand was raised uncontrollably, and then he grabbed it towards his heart.
"laugh"
He also fell in a pool of blood.
At this time, a young man calmly stared at the tall man in front of him and slowly spoke.
"Director He, a patient with severe cognitive impairment, the world in your eyes has been different from that of ordinary people since you were a child. Black and white are reversed, good and evil are confused... Until after your death, these wrong perceptions can be changed by you. The resentment is twisted into reality.”
"Haha, after last time, I thought hard for two months and finally thought of a way to deal with you."
What he didn't finish was.
To use this method, Director He needs to be in a state of rage.
This is why 01 breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw that Director He was not among the doctors, because only in this way, when they defeat the other doctors first, will Director He who came over suddenly explode.
Hearing this, Director He showed interest for the first time and stared at 01: "Although you have the potential to be a vice president, at least two stages of your treatment have not been completed."
"01, you are smart, but overconfident."
01 Hearing this, he chuckled nonchalantly and suddenly stepped forward.
Every time he took a step, a ball of black blood smeared out from under his feet, spreading little by little in the blood shadow projected by Director He.
The surviving doctors and 02 were all shocked.
01 is actually trying to reverse the right and wrong in Director He's world!
However, he was obviously struggling. The black blood spread very slowly, and was even squeezed by the blood shadow, becoming smaller and smaller.
"It's a very interesting idea." Director He shook his head and stared at 01 with regret for a few times: "If you can be successfully cured, you may be better than the previous deputy director."
"But it's a pity that you will die in my hands tonight."
"Haha, I'll kill a genius like you with my own hands."
“What a sense of accomplishment!”
After a burst of laughter, his tone suddenly turned cold.
"01, don't go any further. Have you forgotten... You are a patient with disabled legs. Where did you... get your legs?"
After the words fell, Director He's blood-red clothes began to dance, and then countless bloodshot eyes gushed out, turning into bloody hands, grabbing 01's legs crazily.
Generally, if a patient speaks his curse, the other person will die.
But when the strength reaches the level of 01, it is no longer possible. You need to create more violent killing moves with bloodshot eyes all over your body to do it.
01 smiled, like a big gamble, took out a scalpel and pressed it between his eyebrows.
"You are wrong. I am neither disabled nor a patient."
"I'm a...dead person!"
"laugh"
The moment before the bloody hands touched his legs, 01 inserted the scalpel without hesitation. A handful of blood spattered out, and he fell straight down.
The doctors, patients, including Jiang Chen all stared wide-eyed.
No one expected that 01 would be so decisive. At this time, the bloody clothes on his body were fading little by little, and a rotten smell came out.
His body also began to turn black.
He seemed to be really dead!
"01 What is this? Even if you want to deliberately create a cognitive error for Director He, you should cut off one more arm and turn yourself into a patient with not only disabled legs but also disabled arms. Why are you so stupid?"
One of 02's personalities cursed.
"Yeah, it's so hard to understand."
"01 is usually very smart, why did he suddenly lose his mind?"
"Shut up, you idiots can't imagine how smart other people are." The lawyer said helplessly while staring straight ahead.
Jiang Chen was also thoughtful.
"Even if he chops off his arm, Director He can still increase the pressure and say that his hand is gone."
"But as long as a person dies, everything that happened during his lifetime will be fixed and completely unchangeable."
"Director He's fault has become an established fact."
"01, indeed smart."
"But does it really work?"
At this time, Director He, who had always looked indifferent and calm and confident, froze in place as if struck by lightning, his gray-white pupils getting bigger and bigger.
01's body has begun to decay.
However, the black blood he left behind began to spread crazily, trying hard to saturate the bright red shadows around him. That was Director He's power.
Originally, the black blood was struggling in front of the blood shadow and could not expand at all.
But at this moment, Director He made a mistake.
His entire state became unstable. He was lowering his head and mumbling crazily.
"No, no, no..."
"How could this happen? Could it be that what I saw was not real?"
"His legs should obviously be broken, but why did his legs still grow on his body until he died? Why, why..."
"Then what is real, what is true!?"
Something was obviously very wrong with him.
The blood shadow began to turmoil, and the erosion of the black blood became easier. In the blink of an eye, less than half of the bright red corridor turned black.
As this erosion continues.
01 The rotting corpse actually began to recover bit by bit.
After the black shadow occupied most of the corridor.
01 stood up again from the pool of blood.
"Haha, Director He, thank you. From now on, I will live well with your illness."
He spoke slowly, with a smile on his face.
Seeing that Director He's own blood shadow was less than the black part, the corners of his drooping face were slowly rising at this moment.
"Good means, 01."
"If I bumped into you before the last stage of my treatment, I'm afraid I would have been devoured and assimilated by you and become part of your power."
"But it's a pity."
"The dean has already established a defensive psychological protection mechanism for me."
"You are indeed a genius, but unfortunately, you are still too young."
The black shadow swallowed up a large amount of blood, and now only Director He's feet were left with a bright red patch. However, he raised his head and smiled at 01, and then inserted a finger into his heart.
"tick"
A drop of fresh blood fell.
Like ink that will never be diluted and smeared in a lake, large swaths of bright red quickly swallowed up the black.
