Chen Ge looked through the paper bags on the counter, and his face darkened. He rubbed the names on the bags, and he finally found the problem.
The handwriting on a few of the paper bags was still wet, and the names on them had just been written!
He quickly turned his head to look at the nurse's station. There was no cover, so there was no chance of someone hiding there.
The person who has concocted the medicine should be nearby. He didn't go far, but he left temporarily. Chen Ge was not sure whether the person had discovered him or not, so he became more careful. He jumped out of the nurse's station and entered the sickroom across from the counter.
The door was slightly open, and Chen Ge stood at the door, looking down the corridor.
The names on the bags were freshly written, and the pills were probably freshly prepared. Who would do something like this at night? Chen Ge had a few suspects in his mind, and the most suspicious one was the twisted face. Before he became a mental patient, he was a doctor, and from what he had done to his father, Chen Ge could tell that the man was a very vengeful person.
"Could it be that he prepared the medicine and forcefully fed it to the prisoners?" If that was the case, there was no need for him to write down the names of the patients on the bags, so things were not that simple.
It was just past midnight, and the situation was at its most unstable. Chen Ge would rather waste more time to find out the reason for the appearance of these bags and pills.
Standing at the door, Chen Ge looked down the dark corridor through the gap.
About ten minutes later, a blurry shadow appeared at the end of the third-floor corridor. It was too far away for Chen Ge to tell whether it came from one of the sickrooms or from another floor.
Is it the mental patient? Since he could not see the face, and Chen Ge did not dare turn on the light, he held the hammer and hid behind the door, ready to make his move.
The shadow's gait was strange. It staggered like it could fall at any moment.
As it got closer, Chen Ge noticed a stranger problem.
The thing walked without making any sound!
Based on the way it staggered, there's no way it wouldn't make any footsteps.
In the blink of an eye, the black shadow had gotten even closer. Chen Ge could vaguely see the clothes it was wearing.
The white nurse uniform stood out in the dark corridor. It was a stark contrast to the stinky bedding, as if it did not belong there.
"It's not a twisted face, but it appears to be a woman?" Chen Ge could not be sure. His upper body was pressed against the door, and his eyes were stuck to the gap. He didn't even blink, fearing that he would miss something important.
"He's here."
The shadow in the nurse's coat had its head lowered, and it appeared to be mumbling something. It got closer and closer to the sickroom that Chen Ge was in, and Chen Ge could see it more clearly.
The moving shadow was a monster wearing a nurse's uniform. Its waist was bent, and the rest of its body was uncoordinated. Even its fingers were deformed. It looked like it had been hit by a car.
The nurse before him shattered the beautiful dream that Chen Ge had of being a nurse for the past twenty years. Through the door, he gripped the hammer, and his palms started to sweat.
The messy black hair fell forward to cover half of her face. When she passed the sickroom that Chen Ge was hiding in, the monster suddenly stopped.
At that moment, Chen Ge held his breath and slowly raised the hammer.
The nurse seemed to sense something. She slowly raised her lowered head. Her black hair slid to the sides, revealing a very ordinary face.
"It's her?"
It was this normal face that caused Chen Ge's pupils to shrink.
He had seen this face before. In the activity room at the second sick hall, he had seen this face with his own eyes in the black and white picture!
"Isn't she already dead?"
This buff nurse was the person who had died at the Third Sick Hall many years ago. According to Doctor Gao, the police were involved in the investigation, and they believed that the killer was among the patients.
"She's still wandering around this place after death?" Chen Ge understood why the nurse's footsteps were so silent. His hand reached for the cleaver in his backpack.
After a pause of two seconds, the nurse turned her body with great effort. Her body looked like it was about to fall as she leaped toward the door that Chen Ge was in.
Dong!
Her head slammed into the door with a dull thud.
Chen Ge pulled out the cleaver and jumped back.
The door was not locked, and Chen Ge was prepared to fight this monster head-on.
However, at that moment, the sound of a door opening came from one of the rooms downstairs.
Hearing this sound, the nurse forced herself to turn around like a puppet. She opened the small door beside the counter and entered it.
"What's going on?" Chen Ge's back was drenched in sweat. The nurse's position at the Third Sick Hall was low. She was like a spirit without a mind and acted on instinct. The person who had ordered her to do all this was the real culprit.
Chen Ge did not dare let his guard down. To not alert the enemy, he did not make use of this opportunity to test out the cleaver on the nurse but hid behind the door to watch her.
Returning to the nurse's station, the nurse took out a notebook that was stained with blood and dirt. Following the content of the notebook, she placed the bags of medicine on the counter.
The nurse stood opposite the room that Chen Ge was hiding in. The nurse was facing Chen Ge, so Chen Ge could see all of her actions clearly.
She moved with familiarity and soon picked about ten paper bags before entering the stairwell. She appeared to be heading up to the fourth floor.
After the nurse walked away, Chen Ge exited the room. He jumped into the nurse's station and took out the notebook that the nurse had read.
The notebook was thick, and it contained many patient's records and diagnosis reports.
Chen Ge flipped through a few pages and realized that all the patients who were recorded in the notebook had a unique characteristic — they were all dead.
In all the diagnosis reports, the diagnosis result column had been erased with a red pen, and only two words were written — Confirmed Death.
"The culprit has been following these patients? Or did all the patients who received treatment in the rehabilitation center come back here after they passed away? "
Chen Ge found Li Chunyan and Zhang Qisi's names among the patient's records. He glanced at the counter, and the two paper bags with their names had already been taken away by the nurse.
"There are two mannequins on the fourth floor with these two names on them. All the patients who passed away have a corresponding mannequin at the Third Sick Hall, and every night, 'someone' will deliver the medicine to them, just like when they were alive." The rehabilitation center had been abandoned for five years, but the Third Sick Hall appeared to be operating normally. However, the patients had turned from living to dead. All these changes were probably related to the door in the middle of the sick hall.
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