Chapter 127 I found you, I saw a ghost.

"Ketamine?"

Seeing that he wasn't empty-handed, Zhang Weiming's drooping lips returned to a normal position.

His gaze swept lightly over the medicine tray; if his eyes could grow hooks, he probably would have snatched both syringes away. "What is this?"

Geng Qing casually removed the disposable gloves from his hands and skillfully tossed them into the yellow waste bin. "It's also an anesthetic, with similar effects to the one we use."

Looking at her nonchalant reply, Zhang Weiming clearly wouldn't believe her so easily.

He narrowed his eyes, as if trying to discern something from the other person. "Since we're all the same, why don't you give us the same anesthetic you use?"

Is this important?

Geng Qing seemed confused. She turned around and took the box that had previously contained propofol from the medicine shelf, but it was now empty. "The hospital has no more propofol left. If you want to get some anesthetic, take this; if not, give it back to me."

After saying that, Geng Qing reached into the medicine tray, intending to take back the two syringes containing pale yellow liquid.

That's not what I meant!

Zhang Weiming reacted quickly, grabbing both syringes in one go.

If the needles hadn't been covered with protective caps, he probably would have been anesthetized by this.

He first weighed the medicine in his hand, then, quite casually, put it directly into his pocket.

Old Ren, who was right next to him, was still hoping that the other party would share a shot with him.

Seeing that things were developing in this way, he couldn't help but panic.

"I... I should have one too..." Old Ren asked tentatively.

Zhang Weiming glanced at him first, then seemed to hum softly, and buttoned his open shirt back up.

"Don't bother carrying it," Zhang Weiming said with a smile. "You're getting old, and I'm worried you might accidentally hurt your teammates when you're nervous. Let me carry it."

Seeing his forced smile, Lao Ren felt a chill run down his spine.

But it seemed that the other party had some leverage over him, so Lao Ren didn't dare to say anything more. He could only lower his head and obediently retreat behind Zhang Weiming, unarmed.

The first small task has been completed. Now, they must move forward relentlessly towards their ultimate goal.

Arrive at the hospital warehouse.

The group made some simple adjustments to their formation.

Geng Qing and Liang Xuan led the way, while the rest of the group followed, remaining vigilant and constantly aware of their surroundings to prevent sudden zombie attacks.

In an emergency, the elevator must not be used. Liang Jun led everyone to the stairwell with ease, directly to the basement.

The emergency department was still empty. Unlike other corners of the hospital, there were no red emergency lights. The long-lost yellow-white lights flickered irregularly above everyone's heads. They could only run as fast as they could to the hospital warehouse at the end of the building.

The cold warehouse door stood before them. Ignoring the bone-chilling cold, Liang Jun hurriedly rummaged through her pocket for the magnetic card that Geng Qing had given her earlier.

As everyone held their breath and waited quietly for the door to open, suddenly, from somewhere, came a series of hurried footsteps.

Who's stomping their feet?

Qi Zhixia frowned and looked around. "Ge Lin, don't move around."

Ge Lin, whose name was called, was extremely surprised. He looked at Qi Zhixia in disbelief, then his tone held a hint of anger.

"It wasn't me!" If it weren't for the constraints of the situation, Ge Lin would probably have jumped up in anger. "I didn't move at all!"

Seeing this, Qi Zhixia was also puzzled, "If it wasn't you, then who was it...?"

Before she could finish speaking, she immediately realized that something was wrong.

Even Jiang Zhiling noticed something was wrong and whispered urgently, "Oh no, it's zombies!"

It's unclear whether the zombies chasing them from the hospital building have arrived, or if they've attracted new monsters along their path—

In short, judging from the footsteps, the other person was probably lingering around the stairwell and was about to rush over.

Liang Jun unconsciously bit her lower lip. She took out the magnetic card that had been warmed by her body heat, pushed open the recognition barrier, and quickly scanned it in the sensing area.

This time, they were in a hurry and there was strength in numbers. Before the automatic metal door could be fully opened, several impatient people couldn't wait any longer and squeezed in.

The warehouse was still pitch black. Geng Qing and Gu Keke instinctively reached for their flashlights, but Liang Jun alertly stopped them.

"What's wrong?"

Gu Keke stumbled as she was stopped, her body flailing wildly in the darkness. She finally managed to grab onto someone's clothes to regain her balance. "Is something wrong?"

"Darkness is our advantage."

Liang Jun deliberately lowered her voice, so that her voice could only be heard in this small area. "We are not sure if zombies will spawn in the warehouse, so we can only take it one step at a time. It is best not to turn on the lights or reveal our location."

Hearing Liang Jun say this, Geng Qing and Gu Keke slowly stopped in their tracks.

Those who had been here before were fine, but the rest underestimated how dark the warehouse was.

When a person is completely blind, their sense of direction will gradually fail, and they will slowly become confused and forget their current direction of travel.

The worst-case scenario is that he'll end up like Ge Lin now, constantly circling in place, with a certain chance of crashing back into the gate.

Ge Lin's fourth attempt ultimately failed to break through the metal gate. Although he felt as if he had bumped into someone, that person appeared to be thin and bony.

Ge Lin subconsciously reached out and touched it, but only found it was hard and uncomfortable.

Are there any players this thin in the team...?

The moment the thought crossed his mind, Ge Lin reflexively sensed something was wrong—

I'm seeing a ghost!

He stumbled backward, his remaining rationality forcing him not to scream, but he was so frightened that he almost went insane.

Ignoring who he had bumped into, Ge Lin shook the other person's shoulder violently, shouting, "A ghost! A ghost!"

"You're insane." Zhang Weiming, whose head was throbbing from being shaken, cursed viciously.

If it weren't for the rarity of anesthetics, he would have given Ge Lin a couple of injections based solely on personal grudges.

But after Ge Lin discovered that it was a real person he could ask for help from, he didn't care whether the other party had any grudge against him or not, and just spat out the whole gourd.

"There's no ghost! There's no ghost!"

Zhang Weiming wasn't far from the main group, so when Ge Lin wailed those words, the others heard them clearly.

Luo Chuange and Xin Sang immediately reached for their weapons and switched to combat mode in the blink of an eye; Qi Zhixia also grabbed Ge Lin by the collar and threw him behind her, telling Jiang Zhiling to keep an eye on her disobedient younger brother.

Liang Jun followed closely behind the assault team, ready to act according to the situation if things went wrong.

At the crucial moment, the system items played a significant role.

Xin Sang now had a searchlight she had bought herself. The light from this flashlight could detect anything invisible to the naked eye within its beam; if there were any NPC monsters in front of her, they would be completely exposed.

Despite being mentally prepared, the sight that the lights shone on still gave them a huge fright.

A hunched-over old man stood quietly in place, his withered head straining forward, a strange smile blooming on his dry skin.

His cloudy pupils, like glass beads, reflected all light. The beam of a flashlight was also reflected by his eyes, making him appear even more bizarre.

Xin Sang didn't know if this was a real monster or an unseen monster that had been detected.

With her other hand, she swiftly pulled out a brand-new, high-dose dose of propofol, preparing to aim at the man's straining cervical vertebrae and plunge the needle into his neck.

Liang Jun followed closely behind her and naturally saw what was happening.

Before Xin Sang could make a move, she asked blankly, "Dean?"

It was these words that made Xin Sang stop his further actions.

They had already heard Liang Jun's account in the ward, and seeing her say this now, they naturally matched it with another person from their memories.

Upon hearing Liang Xun's address, Geng Qing, who had been standing guard beside the others, also rushed over.

Using the light from the searchlight, Geng Qing glanced at the hunched old man in front of him before quickly looking away.

But the other party seemed not to notice her at all; Dean Liang's gaze was fixed on Liang Jun alone.

He seemed to be trying his best to move, but judging from his current physique, every step he took was incredibly difficult.

Liang Jun felt as if her brain had suddenly exploded with a "buzz".

She quickly raised her hand to stop the other person's movement, "Please don't come any closer!"

Dean Liang was very obedient and actually didn't move at all.

He blinked slowly; every normal physiological movement of an ordinary person seemed utterly out of place when he did it.

Luo Chuange was quite shocked by the scene. He looked left and right, seemingly unsure of who to talk to, and could only mutter to himself, "How did it come to this..."

Ge Lin's courage returned. He swallowed hard and took two big steps forward like a hero. "Uncle, are you alright?"

Dean Liang remained unmoved.

It's as if he can only see Liang Xun and hear Liang Xun.

He also had the same habits as other old men his age, always keeping his hands behind his back.

His current physique is almost like a roller coaster, and his two thin, almost broken arms are still stubbornly twisted behind his back, curled up in some unknown form.

This appearance is like having some surprise hidden in the palm of your hand.

But whenever Liang Jun tried to see his twisted hands behind his back, Dean Liang's deformed head would always block her view.

In this way, Liang Xun couldn't see what he was doing at all.

Dean Liang took another small step forward, but only a small step, before stopping with great tact.

It felt like there was a bellows blowing in his throat.

The whooshing sound was chilling.

“Jun Jun, I’ve found you again…”

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The author says: You may not be familiar with ketamine, but you are certainly familiar with its other name - K powder.

Ketamine is classified as an intravenous general anesthetic in medicine, but abuse of 70-200 mg can produce hallucinations, demonstrating its hallucinogenic and addictive properties.

This is a little bit of knowledge, which will be used later.

Mint reminds everyone: Cherish life, stay away from drugs!