"So, that's how it is … The layout of this hospital is not arranged according to the laws of physics … It is a 3D map …" Feng Bujue thought to himself as he ran up the stairs. "Just looking at one map will naturally make one feel confused, but if one overlaps the map of all the floors together, it will form a 3D model. Of course … even if I can construct that model in my mind, in this kind of place where the gravity changes according to the terrain, it won't be that useful … "
With that in mind, the stairs under his feet came to an end.
Feng Bujue came to another corridor. The lights here were the same as before. Even though they were white, there was a layer of shadow, causing the scenery before him to appear gray.
"This is also the second floor?" Feng Bujue looked at the door number in the distance. "Hmm … the clinic that I was at earlier was also on the second floor … As expected, this kind of horizontal staircase will lead the player to the same level … For me earlier, I was in a ninety-degree horizontal position."
His mind was racing, and his actions were continuous. After all, there was a pursuer behind him, and he could not let his guard down.
Feng Bujue walked quickly to a door. There was only a number on the door, 216. There was no text on it, so it was probably a sickroom.
With a click, the doorknob turned smoothly.
At that moment, Chad's two heads poked out from the staircase, and they roared as they chased after Chen Ge.
Feng Bujue had no other choice. He could not slowly push the door open and explore the way carefully before entering the room … His inventory was locked, so he could not use the Bell of Jin Gang to explore the way. Even if he could use it … it probably would not have much effect because he was already in a life-threatening situation. If he activated the special effect, the Bell of Jin Gang would definitely ring wildly.
Brother Jue had no choice but to push the door open and enter. He turned around and closed the door.
Chad's footsteps stopped abruptly the moment the door was closed. It was as though the giant had disappeared without a trace in a second.
"What kind of setting is this? Is a normal door going to be able to stop him?" Feng Bujue leaned against the door and gasped for air. "Because of his size, he gave up the moment he saw the door frame?" He could not help but laugh. "How is this different from 'a noisy child seeing a staircase'?"
Feng Bujue quickly scanned the room in front of him while he was adjusting his breathing and emotions.
This was a rather large ward. The lights in the room were not turned on, and the windows facing the corridor were also closed with curtains. However, with the help of the light that seeped through the gaps in the curtains, he could roughly make out the outlines of some objects.
"One, two, three …" Feng Bujue counted. There were a total of six beds in the room. They were all placed against the wall, with three beds on each side. Next to each bed was a U-shaped metal frame with curtains hanging from it. When the curtains were pulled up, they would cover the bed.
"This should be the worst ward …" Feng Bujue mumbled. He had stayed in the hospital for a long time, so he was familiar with this kind of environment.
Generally speaking, the better wards in the hospital were those with two people in a room and a TV. The wards with six or even more people in a room were of the worst grade, and the conditions were comparable to group renting.
Of course, there were single rooms. Some could be moved in as long as one had money, and some could only be moved in by people of a certain rank or power. There were also some … special cases. For example, extreme cases might require a sterile room, but hospitals with poor conditions might not have such treatment facilities.
In short, Feng Bujue was very familiar with this kind of problem … When he first got "sick", he had almost used all the facilities in all the major hospitals in S City … The wards he stayed in were upgraded gradually, and the doctors who came to consult him were more famous than the last. The tests he did were all-encompassing. From a normal ward for multiple people to a VIP single room, from a resident doctor in a district hospital to a world-renowned expert … From the perspective of a patient, Feng Bujue was indeed a person who had seen a lot … He could be considered to have become famous because of his illness, and in the medical field in the middle of the twenty-first century … he left a strong mark.
"Hmm … Since I'm already here …" Feng Bujue reached out his hand to touch the light switch, but halfway through, he stopped. "Hmm … If there really is a 'patient' here, and turning on the light will trigger some kind of flag, then I'm in a very bad situation …"
After thinking for a few seconds, he decided not to make any noise. He would stand at the door for a minute, and then turn on the light …
This was for safety's sake … There was nothing wrong with being cautious. After all, it was only for a minute. One minute later, Chad would definitely leave. Even if he triggered another deadly situation, he would still be able to escape.
He could also choose to run back to the corridor.
Therefore, Feng Bujue waited at the door for more than a minute. Then he opened the door and poked his head out to make sure Chad was gone. Then he closed the door, turned around, and turned on the light switch.
There were a total of four ceiling lights in this room, and they were all embedded in the ceiling. Brother Bujue turned on all the lights in the room at once, and the room was brightly lit.
At this moment, the six beds in the room were all surrounded by curtains, and they were all tightly enclosed …
"Huh … This kind of trick …" Feng Bujue took out a foldable knife from his pocket. He held the blade in his hand and walked forward slowly. "It's not much different from a game where you have to check every cubicle in the toilet …"
He walked to the window at the other end of the room and pulled the curtain aside to look outside.
Pa pa pa pa pa …
At that moment, he heard a series of rushed and strange noises … coming from beside him.
Feng Bujue whipped his head around when he heard the noise, and he saw … six bloody handprints on the wall beside him.
"Is this triggered by looking outside the window …" He mumbled to himself as he moved his gaze back to the window like the appearance of these handprints was something normal.
It was dark outside the window, and Feng Bujue's own reflection was reflected on the glass, or rather … it was Lester's reflection.
Just as Brother Jue focused his gaze on the window, Lester's reflection started to laugh …
At the same time, a creepy laughter also drifted into Feng Bujue's ears.
"It is indeed very scary …" Feng Bujue said thoughtfully. "For a normal person … when their attention is attracted by the bloody handprint, they will already be shocked. When they turn their head back and see the reflection in the glass smiling, there is a chance that they will be scared out of the scenario."
After Brother Jue said that, he pulled the curtain back up like nothing had happened …
"Okay … Let's see what's on the beds." Feng Bujue held the knife and walked to the bed closest to him. He reached his hand toward the curtain.
Suddenly! A pale hand reached out from behind the curtain and gripped Feng Bujue's wrist tightly.
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