Zhang Fan and the other three were walking in the bustling center of Baodao, holding a piece of paper recording the hospital address of Sun Xiaodong's mother.
People come and go here, the lights are bright, and the vehicles drive very densely. Almost every time you walk less than a few hundred meters, you will encounter an intersection with traffic lights.
The water, soil and customs of Baodao are different from those of Dujiang City. Many customs are completely different.
They stopped a yellow taxi on the road and headed straight to their destination. All the taxis here in Baodao are different from those there, almost all are yellow taxis.
Their goal this time is a hospital called Kangtai Hospital! It is the largest large hospital in the entire Baodao.
Sun Xiaodong's mother is currently undergoing hospitalization in Kangtai Hospital. Her illness was very serious and she was terminally ill. The main reason for coming here this time was to help Sun Xiaodong fulfill his last wish.
Sun Xiaodong has a great kindness to Zhang Fan. If it weren't for Sun Xiaodong, Zhang Fan would never have survived the [Catacombs] scene.
So no matter what, he had to fulfill Sun Xiaodong's last wish. The land area of Baodao is not large, and many large cities are clustered together.
After driving for more than four hours, it was not until 3:30 in the morning that they finally arrived at the gate of Kangtai Hospital.
Although it is early in the morning, there are not many pedestrians coming and going near Kangtai Hospital.
Some pedestrians pass by the hospital in a hurry, while others come from all directions to see a doctor at Kangtai Hospital.
Zhang Fan and the others strode forward along the passage specially set up for the patients' families. Kangtai Hospital was brightly lit in the early morning, and the medical buildings were tall and tall. At a rough count, there were nearly a dozen.
The size of the building is almost comparable to that of a large community. According to the information left by Sun Xiaodong, Zhang Fan and the others turned left and right and walked in circles for a long time before they reached the inpatient department.
The inpatient department is also a separate building, almost twenty-four stories high. At the door of the inpatient building, there was a female nurse sitting here, dozing out of boredom. Zhang Fan and the other three wanted to go around from behind, but the nurse noticed her and stopped them.
It is said that they should take protective measures to avoid entering rashly and causing cross-infection of patients. Helplessly, after paying some fees and buying protective medical gloves and masks, they were allowed in.
Entering the gate is the front desk on the first floor. There were also two nurses at the front desk. They were chatting and laughing at the moment. When they saw Zhang Fan and the others approaching, they just glanced at them and looked away. They didn't feel too much surprise. They seemed to be concerned about it. Patients who come to the hospital to see a doctor in the early morning have long been accustomed to it.
The passage on the first floor was dark and silent, giving people an indescribable sense of weirdness. The air was filled with a strong, pungent smell of an unknown drug.
In the corridors on this floor, from time to time, you can see some family members of patients sitting on chairs with sad faces. Their faces sometimes show collapse, sometimes ecstasy, and sometimes anxiety.
After Zhang Fan and the others took a look, they continued walking deeper into the corridor without saying anything.
According to Sun Xiaodong's records, her mother should have been hospitalized in Ward 702 on the seventh floor. Ten minutes passed and they finally arrived at the elevator of the inpatient department.
After pressing the elevator button, the elevator slowly descended to the first floor after a while, and then opened with a buzzing sound.
The moment the elevator door opened, a putrid wind blew in their faces. When Zhang Fan and Wang Fugui saw this, they couldn't help but frown, because they had just felt a gloomy supernatural force, as if they were floating out of the elevator.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan's heart moved slightly. It seems that the rumors that hospitals are the place where most evil ghosts gather are true.
This eerie and supernatural feeling only appeared for a moment and then disappeared. Zhang Fan and the others did not want to cause trouble, lest they get into trouble with some evil spirits. If they delayed the treatment of Sun Xiaodong's mother's illness, it would be more than worth the gain.
After stepping into the elevator, the elevator door closed with a creak and then slowly headed towards the seventh floor. A few minutes passed, and the elevator finally reached the seventh floor, and the elevator door slowly opened.
Arriving at the passage on the seventh floor, Zhang Fan found that the entire passage was dark and dark, with lights flickering on and off, flashing strange lights. It was empty without anyone, not even the patient's family members. This scene looked very strange.
Zhang Fan and the others did not stop and continued to search for Ward No. 702. About five minutes later, they finally found Ward 702. Strangely enough, Ward 702 was located at the deepest part of the corridor.
Room No. 702 was dimly lit, there was no movement, and it was dead silent, as if it were an empty room.
Zhang Fan thought for a moment and then pushed the door open. Zhang Fan did not turn on the lights in the room, fearing that it would disturb other patients resting in the ward.
Taking out his cell phone from his pocket, Zhang Fan could clearly see the situation inside the room with the help of the flashlight.
This ward is not big, with only three beds, two of which are occupied by people sleeping. Since the lights are relatively dim, Zhang Fan only glanced at them and then looked away, without seeing their faces clearly. He looked at these two people. The location of the hospital bed does not seem to be that of Sun Xiaodong’s mother.
"No. 01" Zhang Fan silently recited the bed number of Sun Xiaodong's mother and came to a position near the window. Here, he saw the bed, but he found the bed, but it was empty. There was no one there. It should have been The patient resting on it disappeared.
Sun Xiaodong's mother's name is Qin Huanyu. She is 63 years old and not very old.
"Why...why is the person missing?!" Zhang Fan looked confused and murmured in a low voice. Just when Zhang Fan was standing next to the empty hospital bed No. 01, suddenly, at this time, a white-haired old woman in bed No. 02 suddenly sat up as if she was sleepwalking.
"Ahem!! Who are you... looking for?" The old woman, wearing a striped white hospital gown, coughed and asked in a low voice with a hoarse and weak voice.
Zhang Fan and the other three also noticed the old woman getting up. After hearing her question, they quickly looked sideways.
"Old man, I'm really sorry. Please ask, do you know where Qin Huanyu in Room 01 has gone?" Zhang Fan spoke softly with politeness. He did not dare to speak too loudly because there was still bed in No. 03. A patient is sleeping.
"Tell her, you guys were a little late. Her condition worsened in the afternoon and she was no longer alive. She was taken away by the nurse!!" The white-haired old woman thought for a moment and said.
"What did you say?!" Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan felt his head roar. Could it be that after all, he was a step too late and didn't catch up?
This shouldn't be the case. He didn't delay for more than a few days when he returned from the maze of hell to the human world. It should be a few more days. Why was it that he couldn't survive as soon as they arrived here today?
"When was she taken away?" Zhang Fan asked anxiously without giving up.
"Ahem... I can't remember the exact time. I didn't see her during dinner. Later, I heard the nurse who gave me the injection said that the patient in bed No. 01 was gone!!"
"Young man, if you want to know the details, you'd better...ask the nurse at the front desk, she should know more!!" The white-haired old woman coughed twice and said slowly.
"Old man, thank you for telling us this. Let's go to the front desk and ask now!!" With that said, Zhang Fan took Wang Fugui and two others to leave Ward 702, but before they could walk out of the room, the white-haired old woman was eerie. The voice suddenly sounded again
"Young man, I advise you not to go out this late at night...ahem..."
"Old man, what's wrong? Why can't you go out now?" After hearing the white-haired old woman's words, Zhang Fan and the other three stopped and asked in confusion.
"It's not peaceful outside this night. I heard that...the seventh floor...is haunted!!" The white-haired old woman said intermittently with a weak voice.
