Doctor Gao said that Patient No. 5 was stabbed by a madman at 12:52 in the evening. When Chen Ge stood up from his seat, it was exactly 0:51.

The pointer passed through each number, and the ticking sound overlapped with the sound of the heartbeat.

Everyone looked at Chen Ge, as if what he did next would affect everyone.

The memories in his mind gradually became blurred with the ticking sound of the mechanical watch. Chen Ge wanted to control his body, but the more he tried to do so, the more out of control his body became.

Blue veins appeared on the back of his hand. Chen Ge slowly raised his head and looked at Patient No. 5 with his scarlet eyes.

Chen Ge was on the verge of losing control, and Dr. Gao was staring at him closely.

As a doctor, Dr. Gao not only did not stop Chen Ge at this time, but also took out something wrapped in newspaper from his pocket.

He placed the thing on the table in front of Chen Ge, and when it touched the table, a crisp sound could be heard.

There was something hard inside the newspaper.

Time was still passing, and Chen Ge's consciousness was becoming increasingly blurred. He was now very glad that he had not taken Dr. Gao's medicine.

If he swallowed the medicine with black threads at this time, he would not be able to resist the stimulation of the medicine.

Chen Ge's fingertips moved slowly along the table and he held the newspaper.

His five fingers were tightly clenched together, blood flowed from Chen Ge's palm, and the object wrapped in the newspaper was very sharp.

The blood soaked the newspaper, turning it dark black. Chen Ge tightly grasped the things in the newspaper. A large amount of blood flowed out of his palm, but strangely, he felt no pain.

"Why is my body reacting like this? I'm not taking any medication, but I still can't control myself. Is it because of Dr. Gao's watch?"

The hands of the mechanical watch on the table keep moving.

00:51:50, 00:51:51, the ticking sound seemed to be getting faster and faster, Chen Ge's heartbeat also became rapid, his chest rose and fell violently, and tiny black blood vessels began to appear on his face.

Fifty-four seconds, fifty-five seconds, fifty-six seconds!

The hand holding the newspaper was shaking constantly. Chen Ge's body leaned forward, and the figure of Patient No. 5 was reflected in his pupils.

Fifty-seven seconds, fifty-eight seconds!

At fifty-one minutes and fifty-nine seconds, Chen Ge raised the object wrapped in newspaper, but when he was about to stab Patient No. 5 with the sharp weapon, there was a sudden knock on the ward door.

The knock on the door interrupted the ticking of the watch hands. For the first time, Dr. Gao's cold face showed a change of expression and his brows slightly frowned.

“Boom!”

There was thunder outside the window. Not long after, raindrops as big as beans fell on the window, as if they were going to break through the glass.

Torrential rain swept across the night sky, and all kinds of sounds reached Chen Ge's ears. He finally got control of his body.

Doctor Gao picked up his watch and looked at the time. He then put it back on the table and turned to stare at Patient No. 1 again. "At 12:52 p.m., you heard someone knock on your ward door. You suspected that the person who had been spying on you was outside the door, so you walked over and opened the door."

"Impossible, he can't be outside!" Doctor Fang stood up from his seat, stood at the door of the ward, and pressed the door with trembling hands.

Feeling uneasy and terrified, Dr. Fang hesitated for a long time and then suddenly opened the door of the ward with force!

“Boom!”

A loud thunderclap rang in my ears, and all the patients and doctors in the room looked at the corridor outside the door.

There was no light in the dark corridor, and the doors of all the wards were tightly closed, as if they were the only ones left in the entire hospital.

"I remember the light at the corner of the corridor was on." Chen Ge was slowly regaining control of his body. He moved his arms and hid the hand holding the newspaper behind his back.

What was wrapped in the newspaper was not a knife, but a piece of mirror fragment with a sharp edge.

No one noticed Chen Ge's little action, and everyone's attention was focused on the corridor.

After the ward door was pushed open again, the hospital outside seemed to be different from before. There was a completely different feeling. If I had to describe it, the hospital at this moment was closer to the hospital in Chen Ge's nightmare.

There were lightning, thunder, strong winds and heavy rain outside the hospital, but it was so quiet inside that you could hear a pin drop.

The dark corridor seemed to have no end, and the white walls looked more like the pale face of a dead person.

"At 12:53 pm, you saw the corridor outside the ward. There was no one on the corridor. The hospital you were familiar with now looked a little strange." Doctor Gao stood up from his chair and put his watch on his wrist. "You were very scared. There was a voice in your heart that kept reminding you not to leave the room. Don't be curious. If you take a step forward, you may never come back."

Just as Dr. Gao finished his words, there was a sound of something heavy being dragged in the empty and gloomy corridor, as if a boatman had dragged a huge dead fish out of the water.

Everyone was attracted by the sudden sound and looked towards the corner of the corridor. The sound was getting closer and closer, until finally, a human head appeared on the ground in the corner.

"Zhang Jingjiu?" When Chen Ge saw the head, the name immediately popped up in his mind.

After entering the hospital, Zhang Jingjiu gave him reminders twice. The first time was in the garden, when Zhang Jingjiu shouted "Ghost, ghost, ghost" at him.

Zhang Jingjiu was severely punished for this and was locked up in the intensive care unit on the fifth floor by the doctor. He seemed to have suffered various tortures.

The second hint came when Chen Ge and Zuo Han went to check in the middle of the night. Zhang Jingjiu opened his lips and uttered the word "boss" in his dying breath.

Chen Ge was certain that Zhang Jingjiu had something to do with him and was definitely his old friend.

At this moment, most of Zhang Jingjiu's head appeared at the corner of the corridor, and Chen Ge was a little restless.

The wall covered Zhang Jingjiu's body. Chen Ge didn't know whether Zhang Jingjiu was lying on the ground and unable to move, or whether he only had a head left.

"It's 12:54 pm..." Doctor Gao's eyes swept over all the patients in the room: "All of you have seen the murderer. Now you have two choices, kill the murderer, or be killed by the murderer."

After saying this, Dr. Gao began to observe the patient's reaction.

"Everyone saw the murderer? Is the murderer in this room?" The first person to return to normal was Patient No. 2. The middle-aged man seemed to have gotten rid of the effects of the drug. His eyes gradually returned to normal, and his bloodshot eyes stared at the head at the corner of the corridor.

The second person to return to normal was Patient No. 5. There was no hostility in his eyes when he looked at Chen Ge, only fear: "Kill the murderer? Or be killed by the murderer? Such questions do not give us any room for choice."

"Are you sure this is treating us now?" Chen Ge held the mirror fragment wrapped in newspaper and pointed to the door. "What happened in the ward is a story you made up, but something seems to have gone wrong outside the ward. You all saw the head at the corner of the corridor, right? Someone is really injured!"

Chen Ge wanted to save Zhang Jingjiu, even though he had forgotten what the relationship between him and Zhang Jingjiu was.

"Do you really think that what I just said were all made-up stories?" Dr. Gao looked down at his watch. "Don't you often tell me stories you made up? Do you think what you said is true or false?"

Chen Ge didn't know what Doctor Gao wanted to say. He clenched the mirror fragment in his hand and prepared to walk out of the ward to check.

"I'll go with you." Patient No. 2, who was the first to recover, also stood up. He looked old and tired, but his eyes were extremely sharp, as if he had been engaged in criminal investigation-related work before being hospitalized.

"Think carefully before making a decision. After all, you only have one life, and reality is not the story you make up." Dr. Gao stopped talking after he finished speaking.

Chen Ge was worried about Zhang Jingjiu, so he held onto the wall and moved towards the door little by little.

Although Patient No. 2 decided to go out with Chen Ge, he kept a certain distance from Chen Ge and seemed to be a little afraid of Chen Ge.

The two walked out of the room one after the other. After leaving the ward, they found that something was indeed wrong.

It was too dark in the hospital. Not only in the third ward, but it seemed as if all the lights in the entire hospital were out.

"The hospital has a backup power supply. If it was an unexpected power outage, at least the emergency lights should be on at this time." Patient No. 2 walked in front with a serious expression: "This is so strange. I have walked through this corridor many times. Why do I feel particularly depressed today?"

Chen Ge did not talk to Patient No. 2. He vaguely felt that Patient No. 2 looked familiar, but in this situation, it was best not to trust anyone.

Dragging his leg wrapped in plaster, Chen Ge and Patient No. 2 came to the corner of the corridor. When he saw Zhang Jingjiu's body, his face instantly became gloomy.

Zhang Jingjiu was lying at the corner of the corridor, his arms and legs were broken, forming an extremely strange posture.

The loose hospital gown could not hide his injuries at all. The poor guy was swollen all over and pinholes were clearly visible on the surface of his skin.

"Zhang Jingjiu?" Chen Ge called Zhang Jingjiu's name softly. Perhaps Chen Ge's voice awakened Zhang Jingjiu's memory. He struggled to open his eyes and opened his lips, as if to say to run away quickly.

Holding Zhang Jingjiu's swollen hand, Chen Ge wanted to help Zhang Jingjiu up, but he still had a plaster cast on one of his legs and couldn't do it at all.

"Let me do it." Patient No. 2 wanted to carry Zhang Jingjiu on his back. He grabbed Zhang Jingjiu's arm and was about to use force when he suddenly discovered that Zhang Jingjiu's abdomen and chest were covered in blood and his hospital gown was soaked.

"Blood?" Patient No. 2 immediately tore open his shirt. "The wound is very small and very deep, similar to a dagger wound, but the wound edge is very irregular, and the five wounds maintain a fixed distance. What was used to stab it?"

Because of his job, the first thing that came to Patient No. 2's mind was a variety of murder weapons. Chen Ge stood beside him and gestured with his hand. His face became even uglier: "Number Two, does this wound look like five fingers digging into the flesh?"

It would have been better if Chen Ge hadn't said anything. After he finished speaking, the way No. 2 looked at him changed.

It was very strange that the distance between Chen Ge's fingers and the wound was exactly the same. In other words, Chen Ge's fingers could perfectly penetrate Zhang Jingjiu's wound, and it felt as if the wound was left by Chen Ge.

"What's going on?" Doctor Sun was the third person to walk out of the ward, followed by other patients. Doctor Gao was the last one to walk out of the ward.

Strangely enough, after leaving the ward, Dr. Gao kept looking at his watch, as if something special would happen at a certain time.

"Someone's injured! He's losing a lot of blood. We need to send him to the emergency room right away!" Patient No. 2 bandaged his wounds simply: "The wounds are on the abdomen and chest. He can't be carried. Go find a stretcher! Someone come and help me support him!"

"The emergency room is in Ward 4. I'll take you there." Doctor Sun didn't waste any words. He asked Patient No. 5 and Patient No. 2 to raise their glasses and lead the way.

Human life was at stake, and everyone was anxious to save Zhang Jingjiu, so they ran very fast. Chen Ge, who had weak legs, gradually fell behind the team.

He and Dr. Gao walked side by side. When he slowed down, Dr. Gao would also slow down. It seemed that the other wanted to walk at the end intentionally.

"Doctor Gao, what exactly is going on with tonight's treatment?"

The original treatment was in the ward, but as accidents continued to occur, the treatment seemed to get out of control.

Chen Ge was not sure whether what he was going through was Dr. Gao's treatment plan or if something really went wrong in the hospital. After all, things had not been peaceful in the hospital in the past few nights.

No matter what Chen Ge said, Doctor Gao did not speak. After he left the ward, he did not say a word except occasionally looking down at his watch. On the contrary, Doctor Sun suddenly became active, as if the restraints that had been suppressing him had been released.

"Doctor Gao?" Chen Ge gently pulled Doctor Gao's arm. The doctor raised his emotionless face and gave Chen Ge a cold look.

The ticking sound echoed in his ears. Even though it was stormy outside the hospital, the sound of the mechanical watch could still be clearly heard by Chen Ge.

"The sound of this watch must have some meaning. We need to find a way to snatch Dr. Gao's watch away from us later."

Chen Ge walked beside Doctor Gao, staring at the patient in the distance. "According to the story that Doctor Gao just told in the ward, there is a high probability that I am the murderer, which means that in Doctor Gao's story, I will kill other patients."

"The hospital has been trying to get me to kill someone, and to kill a specific person. What good does this do for them? Do they want me to feel guilty?"

With a hint of doubt in his eyes, Chen Ge looked at Doctor Sun again: "What's the situation with this Doctor Sun? Why did he help me? If the hospital wants to make me feel guilty, they will definitely let me kill people close to me with my own hands. If this Doctor Sun and I have a good relationship, then why are my other friends all patients, but he has become a doctor?"

Chen Ge was completely unable to understand it, and he did not dare to think too deeply about it, in order to avoid triggering his previous memories.

"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time."

After turning the corner of the corridor, Chen Ge silently turned his head to glance at the "treatment room" behind him. There seemed to be seven people sitting in the room they had just left.