The man's painful and repentant voice made Qin Nuo feel uncomfortable.
He tried to communicate with the man, but he was completely immersed in his own world and didn't listen at all.
At this moment, Qin Nuo suddenly noticed that there was a pattern painted in blood on the wall behind the man.
A religious totem!
Because of the blood, the totem looks full of evil.
"Curse..." said the blood-eyed ghost.
"What type of curse?" Qin Nuo asked.
"I'm not sure, but it's clearly a curse on this man. If the totem isn't erased, this man will be trapped here forever."
"You can't die, and you can't escape. Endless torture, this is the most terrifying thing!" said the blood-eyed ghost.
Qin Nuo looked up at the totem and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"You want to help him?"
Qin Nuo said calmly: "Let's not talk about the fact that I don't know him at all. Even if I do, I wouldn't be so kind."
"Cursing is something I hate the most."
Having said that, Qin Nuo closed the toilet door and no longer paid attention to the tortured man.
After leaving the toilet, there seemed to be nothing worth discovering in this place, so Qin Nuo retreated and closed the door.
As soon as I came out, I suddenly heard hurried footsteps in the corridor.
Then a man rushed out in a hurry, without time to brake, and was about to hit Qin Nuo.
Qin Nuo dodged sideways, causing him to come into close contact with the wall.
The man was hit hard by the collision. He squatted on the ground, covering his nose with his hands, and blood flowed from between his fingers.
"Watch your eyes when you walk. Hitting the wall is a small matter, but if you hit a girl's arms, you will get a few big slaps!" Qin Nuo reminded kindly.
Judging from the man’s clothes, he was obviously a caregiver like Qin Nuo.
Why are you coming to a place like this instead of taking care of patients in your own area?
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
The man looked young, only about twenty years old, and was quite polite. He kept apologizing even though his nose was crooked.
"My patient is missing. If I can't find him and send him back to the ward before six o'clock, I'm doomed!" the boy said in panic.
"Was it lost here?" Qin Nuo asked.
"Yes, he ran away as soon as I turned around."
"There are not many rooms here, and the view is quite wide. You can find it quickly if you look for it." Qin Nuo said.
"Brother, can you help me find it?"
"cannot."
"We are all caregivers, please help us!" The boy kept begging, almost kneeling down.
"What treasures do you have on you?" Qin Nuo asked, staring at his pocket.
The boy was speechless.
Isn’t this too realistic?
The boy fumbled with his clothes, then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and said awkwardly, "Is this...ok?"
"In this situation, you invite me to smoke. You have a very novel idea, don't you?" Qin Nuo rolled his eyes.
The boy quickly said, "This isn't an ordinary cigarette. It's one of my copies. It was given to me as a reward by an old man."
“He said, ‘This is a good thing.’”
"But, for some reason, I couldn't open the pack of cigarettes, so I kept it."
"A copy of something?"
After the boy said this, Qin Nuo turned his attention to the cigarette.
No name, no logo, just pure black packaging.
"Good stuff." The blood-eyed ghost reminded.
With the Blood Eye Ghost's confirmation, Qin Nuo took the cigarette and immediately turned into a smiling face: "Okay, meeting is fate. I just happened to have a craving for cigarettes, so I'll help you."
The cigarette was a ghost, and Qin Nuo threw it into the system's toolbar.
Soon, the system's sound was triggered.
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the terrifying ghost item - Constantine's cigarettes!"
"[Constantine's Cigarette]: Afterwards, a cigarette is worth more than a living god. Lighting a cursed cigarette grants psychic powers, allowing you to summon the dead at the scene of death and communicate with them." (Once the cigarette burns out, the psychic power disappears)
"Psychic? People are already in the horror world, do they still need psychics?"
Although Qin Nuo thought so, he still put it away. The more bizarre the ability, the better. You never know when you might need it.
"Let's go, don't stand there. Didn't you say the time is almost up?" Qin Nuo turned and left.
The boy reacted and quickly followed.
While helping to look for the boy, Qin Nuo learned that his name was Fu Bing, and he was in charge of the ward in the south area on the 5th floor.
A patient asked to go out and relax, and then ran away when Fu Bing was not paying attention.
Qin Nuo walked around the area and became familiar with it. Soon, he found some traces.
Qin Nuo picked up a piece of cloth that was torn by the window corner and hanging there. It was a blue and white striped patient gown.
They both looked up, their gazes fixed on the room in front of them.
The room doesn't look like a ward. It is much larger and may be a conference room or something like that.
"The door is locked. The patient must have entered through the window. We also..."
Before Fu Bing could finish his words, there was a bang, and Qin Nuo directly pulled the iron lock off. It was as fragile as a potato chip.
Fu Bing looked at him in astonishment.
"He was born with supernatural powers, don't make a fuss." Qin Nuo said perfunctorily and opened the door and went in.
The lighting in the room is very poor.
In the corners on both sides, there were human bodies lying.
The reason why we call them human bodies is because their entire bodies are wrapped in bandages, from head to toe, just like mummies.
But from the prominent figures, it is not difficult to see that they are all women.
The chains passed through their shoulders and the other side was inserted into the wall. They were imprisoned here like prisoners.
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