Chapter 6: Like Entering a Morgue
Enduring the black water, An Ran barely managed to clean the yellow sputum on her hands. She gritted her teeth, and with the anger in her heart, she moved out of the room step by step and went to the doctor's office to talk to the doctor about transferring to another hospital.
Along the way, An Ran looked at the nurses coming and going in the corridor. Their steps seemed to be floating. What made people even more uneasy was that every nurse had a kind of dead-like temperament. They looked like a festering corpse in their pink nurse uniforms. Their foreheads exposed from the masks had blue veins and their eyes were distracted, which made people feel scary.
An Ran leaned against the wall, holding her stomach, and walked slowly forward with the handrail beside the wall. As she walked, she saw the doctor's office in the distance. It was night time, and there were not many doctors on duty. But they all sat in their chairs blankly, not working, nor looking at medical records. They just sat there blankly, as if they didn't know what they were about to do.
How come all of a sudden, the entire obstetrics and gynecology department seemed to have entered a morgue? The atmosphere felt strange for no reason.
An Ran's heart suddenly started beating wildly. She pressed her face against the cold wall and walked step by step towards the doctor's office. The confinement shoes on her feet were soft and warm, and she walked almost silently.
Then An Ran saw clearly and was completely shocked. Every doctor had bulging blue veins on his forehead, just like the nurses outside. Doctors don't need to wear masks in the doctor's office, so An Ran saw those doctors, and they all seemed to have some uncontrollable disease, with drooling from the corners of their mouths.
It's not entirely saliva, because saliva is clear after all. But what flowed out of these doctors' mouths was some kind of yellow sticky liquid, just like the yellow phlegm on the Enron medicine bottle.
The instinct of a highly intelligent creature to seek good and avoid danger made An Ran turn around abruptly. She didn't care about the episiotomy, nor the uncomfortable feeling of her internal organs being hanging. She supported the wall with one hand and covered her stomach full of fecal matter with the other hand. She moved as fast as she could without affecting the episiotomy wound and hurried to the passenger elevator. She wanted to go to the neonatal department on the fifth floor.
She wanted to inform the doctors and nurses in the neonatal department that the obstetrics and gynecology department needed help, and then see if she could think of a way to sneak her daughter out of the neonatal department. She couldn't stay in this hospital anymore, not even for a moment.
A loud thunderclap in the sky broke the darkness, and heavy rain suddenly poured down. The elevator took a long time to come. Anran could not wait any longer, so she used all her strength to enter the safety stairs and climb the stairs. It took her at least 20 minutes to climb just one floor. She was sweating all over, as if she had been drenched by rain. It was so miserable.
As a result, I finally climbed to the safety staircase door on the fifth floor. I looked through the transparent glass on the door and saw that the neonatal department was full of people coming and going. That was not all. There were blue veins on everyone's forehead and yellow phlegm was flowing uncontrollably from their mouths.
Among these people, including doctors, nurses, and family members waiting outside the blue light room, the neonatal intensive care unit, and the neonatal ward, without exception, these people were either possessed by evil spirits or had contracted some infectious disease. How could this happen?
(End of this chapter)