It's over, I've been discovered.
Qiongzhi looked at the two people walking into the morgue and felt half of her body numb.
Zhuang Yun walked straight up to them, but without saying much, he picked up the jar on the ground and handed it to Li Xinni.
Li Xinni held a heavy jar in each hand, but she held it steadily and showed no sign of difficulty.
"Take him to the seventh floor." Zhuang Yun glanced at the corpse, which had no dignity at all. "Wrap him in white cloth and bring him up."
She walked closer to see the corpse's face clearly, but Pei Yi stretched out his arm to stop her: "Don't you know best how he became like this, Doctor Zhuang?"
Before Zhuang Yun could say anything, Li Xinni argued, "Dr. Zhuang, Dr. Zhuang has her own difficulties too. Please don't be like this."
No one responded to her, obviously no one believed Zhuang Yun.
Zhuang Yun did not defend herself. In order to lurk in this hospital, she had indeed killed many people with her own hands over the years. This was irrefutable, so she would not say how clean she was.
but,
"In the pursuit of justice, some sacrifices are necessary, so no matter how you look at me, I don't mind."
Perhaps one night in the future, when she wakes up in her dreams, she will see the faces of those victims, and see them stretching out their hands and saying that they will take her to hell. At that time, she will naturally repent.
But now is not the time to repent.
"This person is not my patient." Zhuang Yun turned his attention to the corpse. It was a strange face.
"His number is 0096." Li Xinni glanced at the label on the jar. "He's Dr. Zou's patient."
The three words "Doctor Zou" seemed to stimulate something. The lights in the morgue suddenly exploded, and the fire flickered in the air. With the help of that momentary fire, Qiongzhi seemed to see the lying corpse sit up.
But it was only for a moment, because the fire went out, the world fell into darkness, and he could see nothing.
Hoarse wails of immense pain echoed in the morgue, as if a dying person was struggling to express his unwillingness, or perhaps using his last bit of strength to strike a life-or-death deal with the devil.
"You'll only attract people from the hospital by doing this, and then no one will be able to help you." Beads of sweat rolled down Zhuang Yun's forehead, but her voice was clear and firm.
"Ugh—" The wailing sound changed its tone. Zhuang Yun felt that the air around her had dropped several degrees, almost freezing her fingers numb.
A pair of hands rested on her shoulders from behind, their cold, stiff touch like a maggot clinging to her bones. Her pupils shrank as she heard the voice in her ear asking:
"Why didn't you save me?"
"Why?"
“I died a miserable death…”
"Doctor Zhuang." In the darkness, Li Xinni seemed to sense something and shouted blankly while holding the jar.
Not getting a response from Zhuang Yun, she panicked. "Don't hurt Doctor Zhuang. Without her, no one else here can help you put your organs back in and sew up your body!"
The not-so-heavy threat seemed to have some effect, and Zhuang Yun felt the hands on his shoulders disappear.
"Hu——" She let out a breath, letting her stiff body soften again, and then walked to another corner as if she knew the place well and pressed the switch there.
The long tube lamp was broken, so this time she lit the spare bulbs in the house. Their light was not as bright, but it was enough to illuminate the morgue.
"Ah!" Li Xinni let out a quick scream.
Because the moment the lights came on, they saw that the corpses in the house had sat up one after another, turned their heads towards them, and their eyes were all open.
No one knew how long they stared in the darkness.
"Let's go." Qiongzhi couldn't stand it anymore. The eyes of these corpses were out of focus, but he still felt several gazes.
Jiang Yan had already gone to get the white cloth, and had brought several sheets.
So they put Mr. 0096's body back upright and slowly wrapped him in white cloth. The whole time, Pei Yi was worried that the other party would suddenly sit up and bite him.
Mummy!
[It's wrapped too tightly, hahaha. ]
[I suddenly found this guy from the Nightmare Team quite interesting, hahaha. He's a bit timid. I didn't realize he had this kind of personality when the show first aired.]
[I lost my memory and forgot to pretend to be a character, hahaha. 】
Everyone has their own image in public, and I probably never thought that one day my image would collapse like this.
His knotted hands were shaking, it was hilarious.
[Looking at this, it seems that the bravest among the five people are the older brother and the two beauties.]
Carrying the "mummy" and his organs, the sensor door on the sixth floor finally worked normally when they left this time.
The seventh floor is the hospital's operating floor. There is no glass sensor door here, but a thick steel door.
Fortunately, Zhuang Yun was there, and she used her card to open the door for everyone.
The air conditioning is on in here, but it is much warmer than the morgue.
Zhuang Yun took them into the operating room and placed the body on the operating table. Li Xinni skillfully prepared the instruments.
"You can wait outside," Zhuang Yun said, offering a gentle reminder: "Not everyone will be able to accept what's coming next."
"You don't have to worry about us." Qiongzhi found a seat at the side of the operating room. He didn't completely trust Zhuang Yun.
Soon Li Xinni came over pushing something, which contained some instruments that Qiongzhi and the others could not understand.
This was not a rigorous operation, so Zhuang Yun did not do much professional preparation. After she had all the tools, she put on gloves and began to put the messed-up organs inside the corpse back into their correct positions.
Pei Yi looked for a while and turned his head away silently.
Jiang Yan was fine. He looked at the other party's movements, which were not violent but very neat.
Seeing her put the organs in place, Li Xinni quickly used tools to take out the heart and liver from the jar, assisted Zhuang Yun in putting them back in place, and then sewed them up.
The silver needle carries the thread through the cortex, just like sewing clothes, and it seems very easy just by watching.
Zhuang Yun's skills were excellent and the stitches were not ugly at all, but it was a pity that the person lying on the operating table was a corpse.
"Okay," she said, and then she saw the corpse on the operating table open its eyes, sit up, raise its right hand, and extend five fingers.
Qiongzhi was puzzled for a moment: "What do you mean? Five seconds? Five people? Five years? Five hours?"
"Fifth floor." Zhuang Yun closed her eyes, not hiding her disappointment. This clue was of no use to her.
"Fifth floor?" Pei Yi tilted his head. "What's so special about the fifth floor? Why do the conditions there seem so much better than downstairs?"
Li Xinni scratched her hair and explained for them: "The patients living on the fifth floor are all...very wealthy."
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