Worried that the old lady would find out that her grandchildren were sleeping too soundly, Qin Nuo took the children and Meng and left the first floor.
When returning upstairs, Qin Nuo took out the puzzle pieces and asked Meng, "Did you remember anything?" while paying attention to the direction of the sparks.
Meng was holding the music box, still immersed in joy. When she heard the question, she thought for a moment and shook her head.
Qin Nuo was a little confused: "Then do you remember how you came to this hospital?"
Meng said, "As far as I can remember, I've been in this hospital."
"I don't like daytime, I like nighttime. Nighttime is very quiet and beautiful, so I always dance in the corridor with my music box. That's the happiest time for me."
"Where are the family members?"
"I don't remember."
"Where are your friends?"
"You're the first."
Qin Nuo thought that this amnesia was too serious. He had completely forgotten even the person around him. But when he thought about it, it didn't seem strange. After all, this was a mental hospital.
But he was a little confused.
This girl walks around so freely every night, don’t the nuns care?
As I was thinking, I heard footsteps in the corridor.
Then, there was a flash of fire at the top of the stairs.
Lan Yan and the blond man heard the conversation coming from downstairs, took out the ghosts and were alert, and then saw Qin Nuo walking up with an oil lamp.
There was a child sitting on his shoulder, and a little girl in white clothes was following beside him.
Qin Nuo ignored the two people's surprised expressions and asked, "Didn't you say we would act separately? Why are you two always together?"
Lan Yan and the blond man did not respond, but stared at Meng and the child closely. In just a moment, they confirmed that they were two ghosts.
Especially the child on their shoulders, who put great pressure on them.
This is a terrifying ghost!
The child was playing games and ignored Lan Yan and the others.
Meng asked Qin Nuo, "Brother, is this your friend?"
"I guess so."
The blond man whispered, "What's going on?"
"This is my buddy. He will act with me tonight." Qin Nuo said frankly.
"Brother, you said you were bullied. Was it these two?" The child put down the game console and asked with blinking eyes, his eyes full of unkindness.
His eyes fell on Lan Yan and the blond man. The latter's expressions changed and they subconsciously took a step back.
Qin Nuo shook his head and explained for them.
"Is this your patient?" Lan Yan asked.
Before he could answer, the child spoke first, his face full of worry: "What patient? We are brothers!"
Lan Yan and the other person immediately understood the situation.
This guy actually hired a ghost as his bodyguard!
It’s a terrifying ghost.
Lan Yan and the blond man both took a deep breath involuntarily.
They know very well how difficult it is to take care of patients in mental hospitals. All kinds of strange and anti-human behaviors often make their scalps tingle. Some patients even have great malice towards them.
Not to mention, it can build closer relationships with these patients.
They were really shocked to see the child calling Qin Nuo his brother.
"Brother, can you share some of your experience? How did you do it?" Lan Yan asked in a low voice while the child lowered his head to play games.
"This thing cannot be taught. It depends on one's character. My character is perfect." Qin Nuo said.
Lan Yan was speechless: "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. There's no need to praise yourself."
The blond man looked a little uncomfortable, feeling that these words were meant to imply him, after all, he had exploded a patient's head before.
As he was speaking, Qin Nuo suddenly found that the puzzle piece in his hand was emitting sparks and was floating towards one.
The same was true for the puzzle pieces in Lan Yan and the blond man's hands.
The three of them looked at each other, then immediately ran in that direction with oil lamps in hand.
In the corridor on the third floor, even more than ten meters away, one could smell a strong smell of blood.
Sticky black blood was flowing out from under the door of a room.
Meng suddenly stopped, looked at the blood on the ground, and said with some embarrassment: "I don't want to go in."
Qin Nuo looked at her bare feet and could only hand over the task of taking care of her to the child again.
The child didn't care and just sat on the floor and started playing games.
Over there, Lan Yan and the blond man each took out their ghosts and covered their necks: "This smell is not only bloody, but also disgusting."
"Be careful."
Seeing Qin Nuo coming, the blond man pushed open the door.
The three of them entered the room, and the strong stench immediately rushed out of the door.
In the dingy room, a corpse lay on the bed, its body covered in horrific wounds.
The three men's eyes moved downwards, their expressions twitched, and they all subconsciously felt a chill in their crotch.
The injuries on other parts of the body were not as horrific as the one on the crotch. That thing was gone!
There was blood all over it, obviously it had been cut off by some sharp weapon.
Then, Lan Yan seemed to have discovered something and said, "Look at the mouth."
I saw that the corpse's mouth was bulging, as if something was stuffed in it.
In an instant, the three people's expressions looked as if they had been fucked by dogs, and they were disgusted to the extreme.
What heinous crime did this person commit?
"I'm afraid he's a scumbag who's been playing around with multiple women. I have to say, it's really cruel to kill his woman." Lan Yan said, covering her nose.
"I think I've seen his face before. He's the daytime caregiver," said the blond man.
Ghost caregiver.
The ghost caregivers in the mental hospital work like machines during the day, and at night they turn into the miserable state before death.
Just like the woman who cut her wrists when Qin Nuo saw her in the bathtub.
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