Chapter 15

It's not always possible to have enough time to think when faced with a difficult problem. Just like this time, Zhao Zhu didn't have a moment to consider why he had inexplicably returned to the hospital building, because the three female psychiatric nurses were already charging at him with knives, the blades still dripping with Zhao Meifen's blood, still warm and wet.

Zhao Zhu grabbed a chair beside him, turned it around, and charged forward with it in front of him. The knives all struck the chair's seat cushion, making a clanging sound. With this powerful charge, Zhao Zhu knocked the three female psychiatric nurses back, one of them falling to the ground and dropping her knife at Zhao Zhu's feet.

There was no time to hesitate. Zhao Zhu threw the chair at the other two female psychiatric nurses, forcing them to stay back. Then, with a swift step, he grabbed the knife on the ground and thrust it into the chest of the fallen nurse, twisting it fiercely. The nurse's body trembled and she immediately lost her life.

This series of actions was incredibly swift and decisive!

For Zhao Zhu, he had been in many fights before. Apart from some lecherous tendencies, he had more violent traits. This was his first time killing someone, but his hands didn't tremble, and his heart didn't race. Instead, a strange sense of pleasure rose within him, as if a little demon in his heart was awakening. The feeling of the knife piercing into someone's body, the warmth and smell of the spurting blood, was truly a scene that stirred the senses!

Holding the knife tightly, Zhao Zhu slowly stood up and looked at the two female psychiatric patients who had just gotten up. At this moment, Zhao Zhu suddenly felt like laughing, but he knew it was inappropriate to laugh because he was still in great danger. As long as he was still in the hospital building, he was in an extremely dangerous situation.

Thus, the suppressed laughter turned into a hoarse "uh-uh" sound in his throat. This sound was strange and terrifying, and even the two female psychiatric nurses involuntarily glanced at each other. They were not mindless zombies; they still had some thinking ability. Clearly, they were also afraid.

Zhao Zhu didn't continue to stand there. If more or even a dozen female psychiatric nurses arrived, the situation would be even worse. He needed to act decisively and break through while he wasn't surrounded, to fight his way out! After all, he wasn't facing a group of special forces, just a group of female psychiatric patients. Unless he was cornered in a dead end, he still had a good chance of survival.

With a quick step, Zhao Zhu charged at one of the female psychiatric nurses and slashed down with the knife. She instinctively raised her knife to block, but her wrist, arm, and grip strength were far from adequate.

Zhao Zhu's knife forcefully pushed aside her knife, and the blade sliced through, leaving a deep bloodstain on her neck. Blood spurted out, and she staggered back against the wall, collapsing weakly.

The other female psychiatric patient lunged at Zhao Zhu from the side. Zhao Zhu didn't have time to pull his knife back and turn around, but his trained body and regular exercise paid off. He used his waist strength, planted one leg on the ground, and all his muscles tensed up. He kicked out with his other leg, hitting the female psychiatric nurse in the abdomen. The force was immense, and she was kicked flying, crashing into a desk and knocking it over, landing on the ground covered in papers.

Zhao Zhu went straight to her and slashed down with the knife several times. Blood splattered, hitting Zhao Zhu's face and eyes, turning his vision red. But he didn't mind this feeling; instead, he felt a growing sense of excitement in his brain.

Standing up, he picked up another knife from the ground and walked out of his office. The corridors were quiet on both sides, but Zhao Zhu knew there were at least dozens of female psychiatric nurses in the hospital building, and about ten of them had knives.

Zhao Zhu's first thought was to leave through the main entrance on the ground floor, but he knew it would be crowded with female psychiatric nurses. So he chose to go up the side stairs and ran to the second floor. As he turned the last corner of the stairs, a female psychiatric nurse appeared in front of him. Without a word, Zhao Zhu slashed her down. She wasn't holding a knife but a patient record book. Without a knife, the danger was significantly reduced, and she was quickly dispatched by Zhao Zhu.

The patient record book was filled with dense writing. Zhao Zhu picked it up and opened it to the first page. On the second page, a special line of text appeared. The writing was messy but forceful, clearly intended to draw attention. The line read:

"Jade X, green jade X..."

The middle character was very messy and had many strokes, making it hard to identify. But because it was written twice and due to the habitual phrasing, Zhao Zhu guessed it referred to a jade "hairpin."

Zhao Zhu didn't know who had written this in the patient record book or what it meant. At this moment, he had no time to explore these things. Nothing was more important than saving his own life!

205... 205...

Zhao Zhu finally returned to Room 205, where Xiong Zhiqi had melted the bars to create a space for him to jump out.

But when Zhao Zhu opened the door, he was shocked to find it completely intact. What was going on?

Zhao Zhu clearly remembered the door being cut to pieces and using a bed to block it. However, he managed to open the door. Inside the room, the bed was still in its place, and Lili was still on the bed, her head still a head, her arms still arms, her hands still hands, her legs still legs, but still separated, in a dismembered state.

Turning to look at the bars, he found them also intact. Given the intact door and the bed in its place, the intact bars were not surprising, but it meant that Zhao Zhu's plan to escape from here was impossible.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Zhu turned to face the door. Through the window, a female psychiatric patient stood there, her face pale, her eyes dark and eerie, and her lips curved in a strange smile, as if she had known all along:

At this moment, Zhao Zhu would be here!