Chapter 118 Like a Ghost Haunting "Why was Zhang Weiming at the ward door...?"

The pain and darkness buried deep in memory have been awakened once again.

Qi Zhixia's eyes first became dull and lifeless, and then her fingertips began to tremble uncontrollably.

The excruciating pain in her knees seemed to return, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

What happened?

My injury has clearly healed...

The culprit outside the door was unaware of what was happening inside. He seemed certain that what he wanted was inside room 720, and he continued knocking on the door persistently.

"I'm a player, not a bad guy," he declared loudly, showing no fear of attracting zombies. "So, is anyone even here?!"

Not knowing the whole story, Ge Lin mistakenly thought the other person was an unfortunate lone player. Just as he was about to answer, Liang Jun quickly covered his mouth.

She seemed determined that no matter how hard the other party struggled, it would be futile in her hands.

Liang Jun forcibly dragged Ge Lin back into the ward from the doorway and gestured to the others to stay away from the doorway for the time being.

Ignoring the incessant knocking, Ge Lin's mouth finally saw the light of day again.

He was at a loss and before he could even ask Liang Yan for an explanation, he saw the other party suddenly grab Lao Ren by the collar in the corner and throw him onto the messy hospital bed with a "bang".

This happened to be the bed near the window, and there were many dangerous shards of glass on the bed. Although Old Ren tried his best to dodge, his palm was inevitably pricked.

He cried out in pain, yet still kept his head down, staring at his bleeding wound. Like a guilty thief, Old Ren dared not question Liang Xun, and even less dared to meet her gaze.

Why was Zhang Weiming at the ward door?

Liang Jun herself didn't realize that the emotions she was suppressing had already caused her voice to tremble.

Perhaps she subconsciously found it amusing, she sneered, "Ren'e, don't tell me that you've been a traitor planted by Zhang Weiming from the very beginning."

"No, no, no! I'm not!"

After a long silence, Lao Ren finally found a way to argue his point. He quickly waved his hands and said, "Xiao Liang, believe me. I genuinely want to team up with you guys. I absolutely don't have the intentions you're talking about!"

"So what excuse do you want to use to explain this?"

Liang Jun snorted coldly, "Don't try to fob me off with such a lame excuse as 'living in the same city.' Ren E, you know very well how small the chances are of us running into Zhang Weiming again."

Even with such a small probability, they still managed to stumble upon it.

Things seem to be developing in a direction that no one expected.

Luo Chuange, who was standing right next to Ge Lin, also sensed something was wrong and asked in a low voice, "Old Ren, what exactly is going on?"

"I'll talk...I'll talk..."

Perhaps his psychological defenses were gradually crumbling, for Old Ren finally raised his head, his face full of bitterness, and he stammered.

"Actually, one day when we were exploring, we happened to encounter a player who was half-dead by the roadside. I was feeling kind and thought I should save him if I could, but who knew that the person was actually Zhang Weiming..."

Old Ren rarely sobbed, "I originally wanted to run away, but who knew, this guy would cling to me like a ghost, and I couldn't shake him off no matter what I did. I had no choice but to tell him that going to the hospital might still save him, and that's all I know..."

Liang Jun obviously didn't believe his explanation.

"You mean Zhang Weiming is also being treated at this hospital?"

She ignored Lao Ren's reply and turned to look at Geng Qing.

Geng Qing, dressed in a white coat, frowned slightly. "Zhang Weiming... I think I vaguely remember that name. He should have come to the hospital for treatment before..."

The words lingered in her throat, and Liang Xun noticed the other person's deliberately reserved gaze.

She immediately understood and shifted the topic to Luo Chuange, "Were you there when he met Zhang Weiming?"

Luo Chuange, whose name was called, was startled. He first glanced at the cowering Gu Keke, and then answered decisively, "I was there, but I swear, I didn't know that person was Zhang Weiming at that time."

He then looked at Old Ren, who was sitting silently on the hospital bed, his tone somewhat icy.

"So, you mean that so-called 'old acquaintance' we met on the road was Zhang Weiming, the one who almost killed Sister Jun and the other two? Why didn't you tell me sooner?!"

"That's exactly what I feared!"

Old Ren suddenly broke down and roared, "I admit it! Yes, I admit it! I didn't tell the truth, that person is indeed Zhang Weiming—but I was worried that telling you the truth would affect everyone's mood like this!"

He wiped his face. "This dungeon is already difficult enough. If you all lose your lives because of this, wouldn't my sins be even greater?!"

He turned to look at Liang Jun, and Qi Zhixia and Gu Keke who were leaning against the corner of the wall. His eyes were full of tears, and a few drops of tears would fall from time to time.

"Believe me, I really didn't mean it. I never expected it to escalate like this, and I didn't know he would come knocking on my door..."

But all he received in response were the cold, indifferent stares of the three men.

Liang Xun really didn't want to give the other person a friendly look. "Do you think we still have any basis for mutual trust?"

Hearing her say these words, Lao Ren finally panicked completely.

"No, Xiao Liang, Xiao Liang, please don't kick me out..." He swayed on the hospital bed, as if he was about to kneel down and kowtow to Liang Jun at any moment. "I really can't survive in the dungeon alone. I can't live without you guys..."

Liang Jun ignored Lao Ren's miserable wails because the knocking outside ward 720 was getting louder and louder.

Xin Sang kept gesturing to Ge Lin, who swallowed hard several times, startled by the atmosphere, before quietly stepping forward and cautiously reminding her, "Sister Jun, so what should we do now..."

Liang Jun took a deep breath before turning her back.

No matter what they argue about at this moment, it cannot change the fact that Zhang Weiming is already waiting outside the door.

Stars seemed to be appearing before her eyes again. Liang Jun tried to close her eyes tightly, and after two seconds, she opened them again.

"Luo Chuange, you and Ge Lin must work together and be prepared at all times."

The two whose names were called exchanged a knowing glance and simultaneously gripped their weapons tightly.

"good!"

"Sister Xin, keep an eye on Lao Ren's movements at all times," she glanced at the person involved who was still silently shedding tears, "and notify us immediately if anything seems amiss."

Xin Sang immediately became serious, took a big step, and moved to Lao Ren's side. "Understood."

After explaining everything, Liang Jun sighed softly, walked to the door, and turned the handle.

As the door slowly opened, the silhouette of the person outside gradually became clear.

After some time apart, Zhang Weiming looked even more weathered.

His signature beard has also grown quite a bit, almost covering half of his face, which perfectly conceals the direction of his facial muscles.

When he saw that it was an old acquaintance who opened the door, Zhang Weiming was not surprised. Instead, he politely extended his right hand to the other person, just as they had done when they first met in the second instance.

But Liang Jun did not shake hands in return. Instead, she stepped back the moment the other party reached out his hand, making her intentions very clear.

Zhang Weiming didn't feel embarrassed at all. He slowly withdrew his hand and strode into the ward.

For him, most of the faces in front of him were completely new. He continued to play the gentlemanly role until he noticed Gu Keke and Qi Zhixia standing in the corner. Only then did his feigned kindness begin to crumble.

"Long time no see." He nodded to the two of them, which was his way of saying hello.

Qi Zhixia trembled with anger, but when her anger reached its peak, she couldn't utter a single word.

She seemed to have lost the ability to speak.

Zhang Weiming quickly withdrew his gaze and walked straight towards Lao Ren.

The only thing in the room that could shock him was the sight of Old Ren weeping.

Zhang Weiming seemed to want to laugh, but for some reason, he stopped his sarcasm.

He shrugged over the shards of glass on the bed and squeezed next to Old Ren. "What's wrong? Why are you crying, you grown man?"

Old Ren quickly wiped away all the tears on his face, pretending that nothing had happened.

"No, it's nothing."

"It's good that you're alright. I thought you weren't well received here."

After casually uttering those words, Zhang Weiming explained to everyone in a friendly manner, "You're all hiding in the ward, unaware of how dangerous it is outside. I ran all the way here, and it's really my luck to have met such a group of brave and resourceful players like you."

Ge Lin's "hate me because of my dog" nature was particularly evident. He couldn't listen to Zhang Weiming's platitudes at all, and sneered under his breath, "Why don't you actually try your luck..."

"What did you say?" Zhang Weiming's expression turned serious.

Xin Sang immediately pulled Ge Lin behind her, a forced smile on her face, "Hehe, it's nothing, it's nothing. You're so old, why are you arguing with a child?"

Zhang Weiming was taken aback, then responded with a cold laugh.

“I know that you may have heard about my personal information through certain channels.”

As he said this, he glanced at Liang Xun and the other two, intentionally or unintentionally. "But let me make it clear beforehand that I only have one request for this trip: just let me follow Lao Ren. Other than that, I will not interfere with any of your actions."

Zhang Weiming's tone turned sincere, "I don't have any other wishes, I just hope to get through this safely and smoothly."

Upon hearing his words, Gu Keke, who was in the corner, couldn't hold back any longer and prepared to rush out.

Others may not know, but these three women know best how ruthless he is. The scene of him using others to kill without batting an eye is still fresh in their minds, and now the person involved is here crocodile tears, feigning compassion.

If you believe Zhang Weiming can reform himself, you might as well believe you are Empress Wu Zetian.

But Qi Zhixia quickly grabbed Gu Keke and whispered something in her ear, which gradually suppressed the other party's surging anger.

However, Liang Jun surprisingly agreed to Zhang Weiming's request without hesitation.

Before Zhang Weiming could even react, she had already begun arranging the next step of the plan.

"In that case, all things considered, our team now has ten people."

Her gaze swept around, lingering briefly on Lao Ren and Zhang Weiming. "Then why not divide them into groups of five and explore the rooms separately? That way, we can be faster."

Liang Jun deliberately ignored the slightly surprised expressions of the other two and turned to look at Geng Qing.

"Director Geng, what is the general layout of the wards?"

Geng Qing remained calm. “There are twenty wards on one floor. The wards on the opposite side of the elevator are even-numbered, and the wards on the same side of the elevator are odd-numbered. We are currently in ward 720, which happens to be the last ward at the end of the corridor.”

Liang Xun nodded. "Coco, Sister Xin, and Luo Chuange, the three of you go with the other two to search room 719; the rest of you and I will go to room 718 for now. After our two teams finish searching, we'll meet in room 717."

Gu Keke was on the verge of tears, but when she heard that the programmer and Sister Xin were also on her team, her mood improved slightly.

The interlude temporarily ended, but the red lights in the corridor continued to flicker.

The two teams arranged themselves into groups, held their breath, and quietly infiltrated their respective battlefields.

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Author's Note: Randomly selected small red envelopes~