Chapter 13

What on earth happened?

Zhao Zhu frowned slightly. There were too many things happening today, and none of them were ordinary. Even after returning to the hospital, more things kept coming up, and inexplicably, a sense of irritability rose in his heart.

Seemingly aware of his emotional imbalance, Zhao Zhu walked to the bathroom, turned on the tap, and washed his face thoroughly to calm himself down. This was a habit, much like how a tailor always insisted on removing all the threads from his clothes, or how a firefighter would step on a cigarette butt on the ground.

Then, Zhao Zhu put on a white coat, placed his phone in his pocket, and left the dormitory area, heading towards the inpatient department. The distance between the dormitory area and the inpatient department was just a green belt, not very far. When he entered the inpatient department building, two nurses were just coming down from the second floor. The lighting at the entrance was a bit dim, so he couldn't see their faces clearly. Zhao Zhu just nodded to them out of habit and walked past them. He first entered his office, which was empty, with no sign of Zhao Meifen.

Zhao Zhu closed the door again, walked to the stairs, and slowly went up to the second floor. It was evening, and the inpatient department had already "turned off the lights." The nurses would arrange for the patients to sleep during this time, similar to the "lights out" measures in some school dormitories.

The second floor was also very quiet. On the opposite side of Xiao Xuan, three nurses could be seen holding record books and checking the rooms.

But where was Zhao Meifen?

Zhao Zhu really wanted to know where Zhao Meifen had gone. She must have called him because something dangerous had happened; it definitely wasn't for some kind of thrill. Zhao Zhu wasn't that kind of pervert, and although Zhao Meifen had a mature woman's charm, she wasn't that loose to play such games.

Since there was nothing unusual on the second floor, Zhao Zhu decided to check the third floor. However, as he was about to leave, he noticed the three nurses at the other end still standing there. Zhao Zhu had experienced too much recently, making him particularly sensitive. He knew he wouldn't have any indifferent thoughts, so he stopped, stood there, and slightly turned his body to observe the three nurses fifty meters away with his peripheral vision.

Checking the rooms naturally required opening the doors;

They were trying to open the doors;

But the doors didn't open;

Because they were trying each key one by one;

They... didn't know which key opened which door!

For a moment, Zhao Zhu felt a chill run down his back. He knew that for nurses who had to check the rooms three times a day, not knowing which key matched which door was impossible.

Now, there was only one explanation: those three nurses... weren't the original nurses. But who were they?

Zhao Zhu's eyes narrowed. He didn't immediately go to check, but instead, pretended to be indifferent and walked down the stairs. At this moment, whether it was good luck or bad luck, seven or eight nurses were walking up from below, facing Zhao Zhu directly.

This time, Zhao Zhu deliberately looked at their faces and was shocked. These weren't nurses from the hospital; they were clearly female psychiatric patients who lived in this building, dressed in nurses' uniforms.

What on earth happened here?

Even though his heart was in turmoil, Zhao Zhu still controlled his facial expression, naturally brushing past them, naturally walking down, and naturally leaving the place.

In any case, he had to leave first. Saving Zhao Meifen was important, but he couldn't risk his own life.

However, it seemed that Zhao Zhu had underestimated the situation. At the main entrance on the first floor, there were actually more than ten nurses standing there. They were female psychiatric patients dressed in nurses' uniforms, but their uniforms were covered in blood, as if they had been soaked in a pool of blood. Each of them held a knife, a standardized type of controlled weapon. Who knew where they had gotten them from? This was a hospital!

"Doctor, the patient in room 205 is having an episode again. Please go and check on her."

Just as Zhao Zhu was in a dilemma, a voice came from behind him. He turned around and saw a female psychiatric patient in a nurse's uniform standing behind him.

At this moment, the eyes of nearly a dozen female psychiatric patients nearby were all on Zhao Zhu.

Zhao Zhu understood the worldview and behavior of psychiatric patients. At this moment, it was like they were playing a game. They were clearly pretending to be nurses and had included him in their "role-playing game." If Zhao Zhu made any mistakes and broke the role, the outcome would be extremely tragic. They would likely remove him by hand to continue their game.

This was similar to following the established plot in a horror web novel, but Zhao Zhu knew this was the real world, not a horror web novel.

"Okay, room 205, right? I'll go there now." Zhao Zhu turned and walked back to the second floor, heading towards room 205. He remembered that only one patient, Lili, was in room 205.

Seeing Zhao Zhu walk towards the ward, the nurses around him dispersed, each doing their own tasks. However, it was clearly "role-playing," so they were not very skilled or organized. What was simple work for nurses was now done in a chaotic manner, as they were just imitating what they had seen nurses do.

In the ward corridor, there were also seven or eight nurses. The door to room 205 was open and not locked. Zhao Zhu pushed it open and, instinctively, locked the door behind him. Although the female psychiatric nurses had keys, even if the door was locked, they could still open it, but their slow key-checking speed would give Zhao Zhu enough time.

"Click"

Zhao Zhu turned on the light, and immediately felt a wave of nausea. If he hadn't suppressed it, he might have vomited. On the bed in front of him, the original Lili had been dismembered. Her head, arms, and legs were separated and placed on the bed. Blood splattered everywhere, on the floor, the ceiling, and the walls. However, due to the air conditioning being on, the room didn't have a strong smell of blood.

Trying not to look at the dismembered Lili, Zhao Zhu walked to the window and opened it. There were metal bars outside to prevent psychiatric patients from opening the window and jumping. But now, these bars might block his escape route.

At this moment, Zhao Zhu had neither the time nor the ability to pry open the metal bars, so he had to find another way. He took out his phone to call for help but suddenly realized that there was no signal at all, just a big red cross.

"How can this be?"

Zhao Zhu walked around the ward with his phone, but the signal didn't change, still showing a big red cross. However, at this moment, the group chat messages were still flashing. Zhao Zhu entered QQ and clicked into the "Horror Web Novel" group. People in the group were still chatting and scrolling through the screen.

"Even without a signal, as long as it's in the real world, you can still receive and send group messages?"

Zhao Zhu thought, entered the group, and sent a message: "Help!!! Is anyone near SZ City? Come and help me, I'll pay with points as a reward."

"SZ City? Not many group members are there. By the way, didn't someone go to SZ City to seek revenge today? How did it go?"

"I don't know, some kind of melodramatic plot."

"Let's guess..."

Zhao Zhu's distress message was ignored, which left him helpless. He knew that the group members might not care about his life or safety, as they couldn't even guarantee their own.

But at this moment, Zhao Zhu could only use this group to send a message. Zhu Jianping was probably on his last legs, if not already dead, or his enemies wouldn't have raided his base. Who else could help? Right, Xiong Zhiqi, Xiong Zhiqi!

Xiong Zhiqi, who had dinner with him today!

Zhao Zhu @-mentioned Xiong Zhiqi in the group and @-mentioned him several times, almost flooding the screen, which annoyed the people chatting nearby.

"Damn it, come out quickly! You usually like to chat in the group, why are you suddenly hiding now!"

Thankfully, Xiong Zhiqi finally responded to Zhao Zhu's @-mentions. He typed a string of question marks and asked:

"?????? Brother Zhao, what do you need from me?" followed by a series of cute emoticons.

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