On the other side, Xiao Jin didn't shake off the head nurse, but instead kept her at bay intermittently.
Occasionally, when she was caught up, she would symbolically resist with her knife.
Since we can't kill it, let's not waste the items.
The head nurse's dark eyes were bloodshot, and her ferocious face remained fixed on Xiao Jin.
She wielded the large syringe in her hand with great skill, and later it even fired a green liquid bullet.
The liquid bombs made a 'sizzling' sound when they hit the walls and floors, and were extremely corrosive.
Xiao Jin was caught off guard once and a few drops splashed onto the hem of her coat. As a result, her golden coat was instantly destroyed. Although it could repair itself, the loss of durability made Xiao Jin feel very distressed.
After calculating, it was about time; Cui Mingyang and the other two should have reached the fourth floor by now.
Upon seeing this, Xiao Jin suddenly stopped running and then turned around to activate the 'Instant Strike' skill.
The Shadow Assassin pierced the head nurse's head with a chilling aura, knocking her back amidst screams. At the same time, Xiao Jin activated the 'Death Claw' skill on his coat.
A large black hand suddenly emerged from the ground, as if from the abyss, and locked the head nurse firmly in place.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Xiao Jin activated the boots' skill, instantly increasing her speed as she ran upstairs.
She thought that perhaps Cui Mingyang and the other two wouldn't get the medical records so easily, and she needed to hurry over there.
………………
Just as Xiao Jin had thought, Cui Mingyang and the other two had indeed reached the fourth floor and were indeed encountering difficulties.
You can't listen to everything Ding Zhao says, but you can't ignore them either.
Therefore, after going up to the third floor, the three of them were very careful, afraid of running into the little boy that Ding Zhao had mentioned.
However, to their surprise, they did not encounter anything unusual until they reached the fourth floor.
Luo Bin then gave Ding Zhao a severe dressing-down, saying that he was just making things up and that the little boy thing was definitely a joke.
Unfortunately, no sooner had they stepped onto the fourth floor than a dozen scalpels flew towards them, nearly turning Cui Mingyang and his two companions into pincushions.
In the dim and winding abandoned corridor, the light from a flashlight shines through the broken windows, casting dappled patterns on the dusty floor.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of stale medicine, along with a barely perceptible stench of decay.
Three figures darted swiftly through the darkness. Cui Mingyang threw talismans behind him as he ran, his flashlight flickering, its light barely illuminating the path ahead.
Following closely behind was Tong Xiaolu, who dared not relax for a moment. She held a golden chain tightly in her hand and kept swinging it behind her, each swing accompanied by a 'clanging' sound.
She deflected all the scalpels thrown at her by the ghost.
The moisture around Luo Bin grew thicker and thicker, and the fog tried to block the Ghost Doctor's vision, but for some reason, the other party was pursuing him unusually closely.
A chilling laugh echoed behind them, and as the laughter drew closer, a "ghost doctor" slowly appeared, wearing a blood-stained white coat and his face hidden in the shadows.
He held a scalpel that gleamed coldly in his hand, and with a sinister grin, he approached the three with an indescribable sense of oppression.
Suddenly, a shadow descended from the ceiling, aimed at Cui Mingyang's neck, and was about to strangle him.
The young man reacted quickly, dodging to the side. Only then did everyone realize that the shadow was actually an IV tubing.
The three of them dared not gamble on whether this thing was as easy to break as it originally was.
Seeing that Cui Mingyang had dodged the attack, the Ghost Doctor did not give up. He moved around the obstacle with strange movements, and his scalpel drew silver arcs in the air. Each slash narrowly grazed the bodies of the three people.
Terrified, they had to speed up again, because this ghost doctor, like the head nurse on the first floor, was impossible to kill.
"This...this won't do...huff...this won't do..." Luo Bin gasped for breath.
Although Tong Xiaolu has been exercising, she is still a teenager and is starting to feel the strain.
The ghost doctor was very fast, and they couldn't relax for a moment. But if they kept running like this, let alone finding the medical records, they would even have a problem getting away.
Cui Mingyang, standing ahead, gritted his teeth: "I'm afraid we've stepped into his territory. Whoever goes up to the fourth floor will be attacked by him."
"Then what should we do?"
"Split up and see who he chases. The rest of you should go to the archives and get your medical records as soon as possible."
“Okay!” Luo Bin and the other man had no objections. If Ying could be the last one, why couldn’t they?
As soon as he finished speaking, the three of them seized the opportunity and scattered.
Fortunately, there was plenty of space upstairs. Some squeezed through the windows, while others kicked down the doors, and the three of them quickly found a place to hide inside.
After closing the door, Cui Mingyang sealed a talisman on the door panel. He had just caught his breath when he heard a 'thump' outside.
His heart jumped, and he seemed a little flustered, but then he breathed a sigh of relief.
He breathed a sigh of relief because he made the right choice; the Ghost Doctor can only target one person at a time. He panicked because he was just too unlucky.
Even with a three-choice probability, you can still pick him!
Luo Bin and Tong Xiaolu, on the other side, also noticed that the ghostly figure that had been following them had disappeared. The two tiptoed back into the corridor and soon reunited.
Tong Xiaolu frowned: "Looks like she's going to find Brother Mingyang. Let's go to the archives then."
Luo Bin nodded: "Okay."
The two turned out of the corridor and continued following the route in their minds. Halfway there, they even saw the legendary secret room.
The name was indeed well-chosen. Luo Bin didn't know why the door to a psychological counseling room would be made of iron.
The towering gate was tightly shut, exuding a chilling aura.
The two dared not investigate further, fearing it might cause trouble, and soon they arrived at the archives.
Tong Xiaolu pressed the doorknob and shook her head helplessly: "As expected, I can't get in."
"Damn it!" Luo Bin kicked the corner of the wall next to him in anger.
"Don't worry, do you remember what Lola wrote in her diary?" Tong Xiaolu, a young girl, seemed much calmer than Luo Bin.
She had anticipated this.
“You mean…” Luo Bin’s eyes darted around.
"Only doctors have the keys to the archives."
"Then let's hurry to the doctor's office." Luo Bin's face lit up with joy, and he was about to pull Tong Xiaolu away, but she stopped him.
"Don't rush," she said. "We can't take everything in the diary. I think we should also go to the principal's office. Where do you want to go?"
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