Ragdoll took Tang Qisheng away and returned to the room where he woke up outside. Then he pulled Tang Qisheng towards a wall.
The wall was mottled, and a layer of dark green waterproof paint originally painted on it had peeled off due to moisture. The moment the rag doll's body touched the wall, Tang Qisheng closed his eyes uncontrollably.
When they opened their eyes again, they were already back in the underground corridor, looking at the veins and vines covering the walls and floors, breathing the air that smelled of blood, and feeling like they were in another world.
Turning his head, there was still a wall behind him. Tang Qisheng stretched out his hand and touched it. The touch was extremely real. Even if he tapped it twice with his bent fingers, there was no hollow sound.
Sure enough, as the boy said, only those with the dean's eyes can find the door here. The moment he appeared in the corridor, Tang Qisheng observed that the corridor was now calm, and the dean and the children who had lost their eyes were not guarding them.
As if aware of the doubts in his heart, Ragdoll lowered his head and covered Tang Qisheng's forehead with his soft palms. The next second, an indescribable strange feeling was transmitted to his mind.
This door is alive and can follow the rag doll's consciousness and open anywhere in the underground corridor, except for the mental laboratory hidden in the dean's room, so there is no point in blindly guarding it. Except for the dean, a few children are no match for the doll.
Scattered information gathered into Tang Qisheng's mind bit by bit, which further improved his understanding of this underground horror world. The rag doll asked him to hide first, and then let it open the door and lead the dean and the children away.
Tang Qisheng retreated into the darkness. Soon after, he saw an unforgettable scene in his life. The rag doll that deliberately exposed his whereabouts was discovered. The dean rushed out of the dean's office. Along the way, children kept jumping on the dean. Under the harsh screams As they screamed, the children's lower bodies were twisted and connected to the rotten flesh on the dean's body. If it had to be described, the dean at this moment was like a huge worm covered with fleshy tentacles.
The children used their hands to grab the vines on the walls and ceiling to help the dean move forward. At the critical moment, the rag doll got into the elevator. As the elevator door slowly closed, only the roar of the angry dean was left.
But soon the elevator went down, and the dean curled up and got in. After a few minutes, everything around him became quiet, and Tang Qisheng boldly walked out of the hiding place, ran all the way to the elevator, and also used the elevator to return to the first floor of the hospital.
After the elevator door opened, it was empty outside. The marble floor was covered with bloody handprints, and the bloody handprints continued toward the lobby.
Worried about Zhu Jie, Tang Qisheng walked cautiously along the corridor. It was already dark outside. He didn't expect that he had stayed in the underground world for so long.
The corridor was surprisingly quiet, and the doors on both sides were closed tightly. Tang Qisheng had tried to walk as lightly as possible, but the sound of footsteps still echoed.
Tang Qisheng paused when he passed a door in front of the corner, and then left as if nothing happened.
When Tang Qisheng's footsteps completely disappeared, after another half minute, the door slowly opened a crack, and then a man wearing a white coat and a mask on his face walked out, and then limped along Tang Qisheng's door. Walking in the direction of leaving, he was also wearing sneakers that were incompatible with doctors in the hospital.
But just after passing the corner, a door beside this person opened suddenly.
"Old...wife, is that you?" Tang Qisheng looked at the panicked white coat in surprise. He recognized the other person's figure and the pair of sneakers under his feet.
"It's really you, I...I thought it was those things pretending to be." The white coat took off his mask, revealing Zhu Jie's face.
"How did you end up like this?" Tang Qisheng asked after looking up and down. Hearing this, a trace of panic flashed across Zhu Jie's face.
"It's a long story. This is not the place to talk. Come on, let's go in and talk."
"Wait!" Tang Qisheng took a step back,
"If you have something to say, just stand there and say it." He put his hand on the door handle, keeping a posture that he could close the door at any time.
Zhu Jie spoke quickly and highlighted her experiences during this period, especially mentioning a terrifying existence.
"After you left, my injuries continued to bleed. I waited until dark. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I thought about going to the staff member who had handled the discharge procedures to see if I could get some hemostatic medicine from her, but When I returned to the hall, the man was gone, and then...then I saw a weirdo in the corner of the hall."
"wack?"
"Yes, he was standing in the shadow. I couldn't see his face clearly, but...but he was staring at me and saying hello to me." Zhu Jie's face became ugly when he mentioned this person, and his voice also changed. Become unnatural.
"What did he say?" Tang Qisheng asked.
"No, he...he didn't speak. He was just waving his arms to greet me, but instead of using his palms, he was facing me with the back of his hands and shaking them." Listening to Zhu Jie's narration, Tang Qisheng's goosebumps rose. The scene at that time was added.
"I knew something was wrong and turned around to run. Then I heard the sound of footsteps coming from behind me. I couldn't help it, so I looked back. The weirdo...the weirdo actually chased me! His hands and feet were all reversed. He turned his head 180 degrees, his back was turned to me, and he caught up with me!"
"Fortunately, I escaped into a room. There were several corpses of doctors in that room. The corpses were soaked in formalin solution. The weirdos outside started banging on the door. I was forced to have no choice but to drag them away. He took out a corpse and put on the white coat that was on the corpse."
"The moment the door was knocked open, I wore a white coat and disguised myself as a corpse. Fortunately, at the last moment, the weirdo left." After saying this, Zhu Jie finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that this experience of escaping from death has given him a lot of hope. She left a deep psychological shadow.
The white coat on Zhu Jie's body was wet, and it did smell like formalin. Apart from the bizarre story, Tang Qisheng didn't find any loopholes for the time being, but he still wanted to confirm.
"Where is that room? Take me there and have a look."
"Want to go back?" Zhu Jie's face changed slightly,
"By the way, there is one more thing I haven't told you. There is something wrong with those...those corpses. I suspect they are all alive. They are the doctors in this hospital!"
"After the weirdo left, I struggled to climb out. At that time, I suddenly discovered that the body I had dragged out and thrown aside was missing! I found wet footprints on the ground, which extended all the way to the door."
