Jin Zijie was quite certain this time, "They came out in less than ten minutes. But the two of them looked extremely disheveled, completely soaked."
"Dr. Mu was even walking with a slight stagger, and she only managed to get back into the white room with Chen Qi's help. As for Chen Qi, she didn't look much better either."
Jin Zijie organized his thoughts, "The two of them seemed to have fought a fierce battle with something, and they ran away in a very disheveled state. Also, Dr. Mu's syringe is missing."
Yan Qing nodded; this matched the state she had observed in Chen Qi that morning. It seemed some people had suffered quite a loss last night!
The source of pollution in the fire escape, since it's Yue Qi's senior brother, must be from the same sect as Mu Yang. Since Mu Yang dared to risk going to him, it seems there's a significant secret involved!
Oh right, she remembered that Yue Qi rushed to the fire escape as soon as he got off work. Could it be that he also discovered something?
Although Yan Qing had some guesses, she didn't dare go alone that night. Her real target tonight was that white room.
When the red alert was issued yesterday, all medical staff took refuge in the white room. This indicates that the barrier there is relatively safe, at least for the medical staff.
She considered the tools she had: golden water to remove pollution, a sphere to identify strange pollutants and even control their movement. She also had a variety of knives, and she knew a little martial arts. She decided it was worth taking a risk.
After breaking up with Jin Zijie, she had just returned to the nurses' station when she heard a somewhat familiar, unpleasant duck scream.
Looking back, sure enough, it was the old lady from the cafeteria pushing the food cart over.
Because it was the night shift and there were fewer medical staff, she was able to buy several servings of instant rice without any problems.
Then the old lady started pushing the food cart, going from ward to ward.
Unlike when she went in, when she came out of the ward, the food cart was piled with people's fingers, covered in blood, clearly freshly chopped off.
The old lady noticed Yan Qing staring at her early on, so she opened her toothless mouth at her.
"Young lady, is that not enough? This old woman has other food here, would you like some?"
She grabbed a handful of bloody fingers from the table, threw them in her mouth, and started crunching them.
"Delicious cartilage, freshly made, little girl, would you like to try some?"
Yan Qing suppressed the urge to vomit and waved her hand in protest.
"Grandma, I still prefer rice. You can eat it yourself."
The old lady glanced at her, smiled with exceptional kindness, and slowly pushed the food cart away.
After fussing around for a while, Yan Qing finally realized that it seemed to be getting dark outside.
She glanced at her watch and realized it was only a little past six.
The corridor was quiet; the nurse on duty was nowhere to be seen. Yan Qing made up her mind and slowly approached the end of the corridor.
The door to the white room remained tightly closed. Yan Qing swiped her card and heard a soft "click" sound.
The door opened.
Pushing open the door, all that greeted my eyes was pristine white. A long white curtain hung to the floor, obscuring what lay behind it.
Xiao Tao grabbed her hand nervously, "Big sister, I'm a little scared."
Yan Qing patted Xiao Tao's hand and comforted her, "Xiao Tao, don't be afraid, I'm here. We're just coming in to take a look, we'll be out in a little while."
Just to be on the safe side, she glanced at the doorway, where she had deliberately left a crack, just in case she needed to escape at any time.
"But, big sister, there's no one here. Why are we coming in?" Xiao Tao was a little confused. She didn't know why, but she didn't like this place.
"Sweetie—we'll go out in a bit." Yan Qing took Xiao Tao's hand and slowly walked towards the white curtain.
As Yan Qing passed two empty hospital beds, she noticed that there seemed to be traces of someone having slept on them. There were still traces of dried, dark red blood on the white sheets of the beds.
Apart from that, nothing else was discovered. The next moment, Yan Qing reached out and lifted the white curtain.
The door behind her suddenly slammed shut. Yan Qing, with her sharp eyes, didn't miss it; that fleeting glimpse of white was none other than a doctor's white coat.
Someone was plotting against her! Yan Qing realized this instinctively.
She dashed back to the door, only to find it locked from the outside. She tried several times, but found it was indeed impossible to open from the inside.
Now, there's only one way left, Yan Qing thought.
Just to be on the safe side, she took out a dagger and placed it in Xiao Tao's hand, but the other girl simply shook her head.
"Big sister, I don't need it."
Seeing that Xiaotao didn't want it, she could only put the dagger in her pocket. At the same time, she silently clenched the ball in her hand and took Xiaotao's hand with her other hand.
"Stay close to me."
The next moment, she ripped down the long white curtain. What came into view was a towering "mountain of people" stacked three times.
Yan Qing's pupils contracted violently several times, but she eventually forced herself to calm down.
The "mountain of people" in front of us is more accurately described as a "mountain of corpses"—a mountain made entirely of human corpses.
There are three in total, each composed of at least a hundred corpses, and their shapes are very similar to the pyramids of ancient Egypt.
Yan Qing cautiously approached one of the "mountains of corpses" and found that every corpse that made up the mountain had a deathly pale face, as if all the blood in their bodies had been drained.
The base of the "mountain of corpses" consisted of forty or fifty corpses arranged to form a square pedestal, with the other corpses stacked on top of each other in the same way. The entire "mountain of corpses" appeared to be over two meters high, and it was estimated to consist of at least one or two hundred corpses.
And this is just one of the "mountains of corpses".
Behind the "mountain of corpses" was still a long white curtain. Yan Qing gritted her teeth and simply ripped it off.
The next moment, she froze on the spot.
Nothing more than the same "mountain of corpses" before my eyes. Only this time, there are eight "mountains of corpses" in total.
Just imagining the number of deaths sent shivers down Yan Qing's spine.
That wasn't all. Xiao Tao pointed to the area behind the "mountain of corpses" and said with an innocent look,
"Big sister, there are more! Lots and lots of them, but don't worry, none of them are here."
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