Gu Huaiwei walked in the heavy rain for more than half an hour. The rain soaked her clothes and dripped down her hair. It was wet and cold, making her feel uncomfortable.
When she stepped on the branch and crossed the small hill in front of her, the oasis sanatorium that she had previously run in the small plane appeared before her.
A place that is all too familiar.
But it shouldn't be here.
What's even more bizarre is that this sanatorium, which she managed and upgraded with her own hands, now seems to have been abandoned for many years.
The towering walls were covered with cracks, ivy grew wildly, the glass windows were broken, the rickety iron gate was half-open, and the outer garden had been completely ruined.
This sanatorium looks much more terrifying than the forest villa.
The villa in the woods was at least lit with warm lights, revealing signs of human habitation everywhere.
And this nursing home looks like a haunted place.
Gu Huaiwei carried Mu Lingxi inside to hide from the rain.
The interior of the sanatorium is still a familiar setting.
The Ferris wheel painting in the lobby has disappeared.
There was a problem with the power system at the Oasis Sanatorium, and it was completely dark inside.
Gu Huaiwei put Mu Lingxi down, and the rain dripped down the corners of their clothes, forming a shallow pool on the ground.
She helped her walk forward.
"It should be safe here. Let's go to the senior treatment room upstairs, change into clean clothes, and see if there are any fever-reducing medicine left."
Finally, she was no longer exposed to the rain and Mu Lingxi felt a little better.
She looked around and asked, "Where is this place?"
“It’s where I used to work.”
Gu Huaiwei is very familiar with this place.
The scenes of the past are still vivid in my mind.
The employees passing by in the corridor, the guests who had lived behind each door, the trees planted by He Xueyi in the garden, and the sunny greenhouse where she used to love to stay the most... She thought that after she left the small plane, these shops would operate normally in the small plane, but she didn't expect that after the gate of the paradise was opened, the space would overlap, and she would see the shops she operated at that time here again.
The elevator is no longer functioning.
They could only use the stairs.
I arrived at the intensive care unit and pushed the door open. It was full of dust and no one had cleaned it for a long time.
Gu Huaiwei found some medicine to reduce the fever.
But the fever-reducing medicine looks like it's expired.
Can't eat.
Gu Huaiwei could only use a fever-reducing patch and stick it on Mu Lingxi's head.
She found a clean hospital gown again.
"Please change into dry clothes first. I'll go to the yard and chop some branches for a fire. You can rest on that bed. Don't fall asleep, or you'll be attacked in your dreams again."
"Okay." Mu Lingxi took off her wet coat and threw it aside, then lay down on the bed.
Gu Huaiwei went downstairs, avoiding the trees that He Xueyi had planted.
The sunroom had a roof, and she cut some dry branches from inside, wrapped them in clothes and brought them back to the intensive care unit.
In the Sunshine Greenhouse, Gu Huaiwei saw Xia Wenxin wearing her work uniform and taking a selfie in the lobby of the sanatorium.
She has gray hair in the photo, but her eyes are the same as when we first met.
Gu Huaiwei remembered that Xia Wenxin was the physical education committee member who was burned and disfigured.
She stayed on to work at the Oasis Nursing Home.
It looks like he has died of old age.
Gu Huaiwei buried the photo in the flowerbed.
Besides space, time can also separate people.
Forest villa.
Yu Jingzhi pulled up the axe from the yard and secretly hid it behind his clothes.
Wang Ling went forward and knocked on the door.
The person who opened the door was a lively blonde girl. When she opened the door and saw three people coming in, she smiled and enthusiastically led them in.
"It's raining so hard outside. You're all wet. Come in quickly." The blonde girl put her hands behind her back, her eyes rolling around them, her tone as friendly as if she was meeting old friends.
She smelled a strong smell of blood.
And a familiar taste.
An overly sweet smell coming from the escaped plane operator.
There was also a pungent smell of decay, the smell coming from the fallen.
The blonde girl thought of her poor dead brother.
She looked at Yu Jingzhi again.
What a pretty face.
When her brother died, he was still wearing a broken mask on his face. Although she and her brother did not have a good relationship and she was the one who broke the mask on his face, it did not mean that she hated her brother.
She should give her brother a good face so that he can leave with peace of mind.
Wang Ling breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the person who appeared was a little blonde girl, not the monster she had imagined.
"Thank you."
The blonde girl smiled and said, "Don't be so polite. I'll take you to the guest rooms and give you some clean clothes and ginger tea to ward off the cold."
When Yu Jingzhi stepped on the floor, he could feel that it was empty underneath. There was a basement in this villa.
After arriving at the guest room, Yu Jingzhi carefully put Song Yuxin down.
After a while, the blonde girl brought clothes and ginger tea.
Wang Ling expressed her gratitude profusely.
The blonde girl came up to her and sniffed her, then asked with a smile, "Do you have any other companions?"
Wang Ling was stunned for a moment, and finally said in an unhappy tone: "Yes, but they are timid and hurried on their way in the rain."
"Is that so?" the blonde girl smiled brightly. "That's such a shame."
After handing the clothes and ginger tea to Wang Ling, the blonde girl turned into the corridor and called her father outside.
"Yes, she is in the woods. It's our territory. Dad, you must catch her back."
"And the murderer who killed my brother is here too, Dad. Don't let him go."
"I'll wait for you at home."
In the guest room.
"Wang Ling, go out first. I'll change Yuxin's clothes." Yu Jingzhi gently peeled off the hair stuck on Song Yuxin's forehead.
Wang Ling hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you want me to help? I'm a girl, so it might be more convenient for me."
Yu Jingzhi said coldly: "No, you can go out."
Wang Ling had no choice but to wait at the door.
The corridor was pitch black.
She heard a strange noise coming from the ceiling above her head.
"Dongdongdong—dongdongdong—dongdongdong—"
It's a very rhythmic knocking sound.
Three short tones, three long tones, three short tones.
This is Morse code, the internationally recognized distress signal SOS.
Wang Ling recognized it immediately.
She raised her head.
From the crack in the ceiling, I saw an eye.
Wang Ling immediately covered her mouth in fear to prevent herself from screaming.
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