"It's good that he fainted. Saves me the trouble."
Dragging the unconscious Han Qiuming, Chen Ge walked out of the Haunted House. He walked to the resting hall. "Where's the doctor? This man might need some help. "
"Chen Ge!" Uncle Xu rushed over from the entrance of the Haunted House. He was not surprised at all when he saw this. In fact, the theme park had prepared many emergency plans for Chen Ge's Haunted House.
"The stretcher is in the corner! Don't drag him! Let him lie down naturally and keep his breathing steady. Spread out and make sure there's air circulation! "
The park doctor, who was on standby, heard the call and rushed over to examine Han Qiuming.
"His body is fine. There's no obvious injury to his head. He didn't faint due to a collision, suffocation, or heart disease." The more the doctor examined, the weirder his expression became. "He seems to have been subjected to continuous stimulation, causing his brain function to temporarily shut down. This is a human self-protection mechanism. He should wake up soon."
"Doctor Liu, will he suffer from some kind of sequelae?" Xu Shu asked with worry.
"I'm not sure. After all, cases like this are very rare."
Doctor Liu flipped Han Qiuming's eyelids open. His pupils were unfocused, his lips were crooked, and his body temperature was very low.
"What kind of torture has he been through …"
When the workers from Tian Teng Medical School saw Han Qiuming, they were shocked.
"Mr. Chen, Mr. Han entered your Haunted House. Now that something has happened to him, you need to give us an explanation."
"Actually, I'm quite curious. We all entered the Haunted House, so why did something happen to him?" Chen Ge waved at them, and they walked to Guo Miao and Ye Xiaoxin. "Don't worry, our Haunted House is very experienced in dealing with things like this. We will definitely give you an explanation."
"Experienced?" The workers followed behind Chen Ge. For some reason, they felt like this Mr. Chen was quite scary.
Ye Xiaoxin and Guo Miao squatted on both sides of the stairs. They were still recovering from the shock.
"Boss Guo, Han Qiuming entered the Haunted House with you. You should know what happened to him." Chen Ge kicked the question back to Guo Miao.
"I don't know either. We got separated in the middle." Guo Miao's scalp tingled as he looked at Chen Ge's smile. "How did he become like that? You don't know? "
"Then let me change the question. Which corridor did you guys part at, and what was he doing when you were separated?"
Guo Miao didn't understand what Chen Ge meant. He looked at Han Qiuming lying on the stretcher, unable to express his bitterness.
Han Qiuming wanted to ruin Chen Ge's reputation, but he disappeared two minutes after he finished speaking.
That was indeed the situation at the time. The key was that Guo Miao felt embarrassed enough today. If he said that in front of his employees and fans, how was he going to survive in the industry?
Compared to what Chen Ge had done in Tian Teng Medical School, Guo Miao clutched his chest, and his heart ached.
"Even though Mr. Han is a Haunted House designer, he's not that brave. He's probably spooked by something." Guo Miao forced a smile, wanting to end the conversation as soon as possible.
"Boss, I remember Mr. Han isn't even afraid of dead people …"
The actress from Tian Teng Medical School, Ah Qin, wanted to say something, but she was stopped by Guo Miao's stern gaze. "We'll talk when we get back."
He pointed surreptitiously at the visitors not far away. One should not wash one's dirty linen in public!
They helped each other up, and when they turned to look at the resting hall, Han Qiuming had already been carried away by the doctor and the park workers.
The stretcher passed through the crowd, and the visitors on both sides watched Han Qiuming leave. Even though he had fainted and did not know anything, the image of him foaming at the mouth was etched in everyone's memory.
"My Haunted House has a different level of terror. The Third Sick Hall is a three-star scenario, the scariest scenario. It's already impressive that you were only paralyzed."
Chen Ge's voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for the nearby visitors to hear. "Normally, after experiencing the first few scenarios, it'll be much easier."
The workers from Tian Teng Medical School were used as a negative example, and their fans were embarrassed. Some of them started to queue up silently, preparing to enter Chen Ge's Haunted House.
"Part of the props is damaged, and it will take half an hour to repair. You can go visit the Minghun scenario first."
Chen Ge returned to the Third Sick Hall to repair the mannequins and placed them back where they were.
"Don't run around anymore! The nurses and patients will take care of that. "
He closed the door to the Third Sick Hall. Based on the visitors' progress, no one would be able to challenge the three-star scenario.
During lunch, Ye Xiaoxin found Chen Ge for an interview about the Haunted House. She said that she wanted to help promote Chen Ge.
After answering a few simple questions, Chen Ge sent her off and started the afternoon business.
The Haunted House closed at 6: 30 pm. After cleaning the place, Chen Ge lay alone in the staff breakroom.
This kind of life is not bad. Scaring people in the day and counting money and playing with the cats at night.
After ordering a takeaway, before Chen Ge could open the plastic bag, a phone call pulled him back from his fantasy.
"Captain Yan? You're looking for me? "
"We've checked all the surveillance around Hai Ming Apartments, but we didn't find anyone suspicious. Now I need you to tell me the source of the clue that you provided."
On the day that the monster on Wang Shenglong left, he had heard strange noises coming from the corridors of Hai Ming Apartments. It sounded like someone was walking backward.
At the time, Chen Ge suspected that it was people from the Third Sick Hall, so he had called Captain Yan.
He told Captain Yan everything, and after a long time, Captain Yan replied, "The sound of footsteps walking backwards. I heard it from the neighbor of the victim in another case. You should stay out of this."
"Okay."
"Other than that, I've found something about the Society of Strange Tales." Captain Yan's voice turned serious. "They are very dangerous, and they're related to several cases."
"Other cases?" Chen Ge was curious.
"Don't ask. If I can tell you, I'll tell you. If I can't, you won't get the answer. "
"I understand your rules." Chen Ge did not think it was a big deal. He had many secrets that he had not shared with anyone.
"For the sake of your safety, I'll give you a secret. All the cases related to the ghost stories society happen on Wednesdays. This day of the week is very special to them, and temporarily, I haven't found out why."
"Wednesday? In other words, I have to be extra careful on this day? "Chen Ge glanced at his phone. It was Tuesday.
"Pay more attention to your own safety."
After hanging up, Chen Ge ate a few mouthfuls of food and was not in the mood for anything else.
He took out the flyer from his pocket and stared at the words on it. Compared to passively waiting, he preferred to take the initiative and take the initiative to take the initiative.
"What exactly does this association do?"
When he was thinking, his phone rang again. This time, it was Inspector Lee.
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