"The patient's number is the same as mine?" Chen Ge was immediately attracted by Dr. Sun's words: "Since you know that his patient number is the same as mine, then you must also know my number, right?"
"When you know his number, you will know your own number." Doctor Sun kept lowering his voice: "If you want to leave the hospital as soon as possible, you'd better find all the jars and remember what's in them."
"Just need to remember?" Chen Ge's pupils shrank. He looked at his eyeballs immersed in the black silk thread. At a certain moment, he had a very scary feeling, as if his own facial features were contained in the jar.
Relying only on his intuition, Chen Ge said the last sentence: "Are these things what I lack?"
Doctor Sun was very surprised to hear Chen Ge's words. He turned his back to Doctor Gao, nodded slightly, and then said nothing more.
"A familiar pungent smell, a glass jar filled with black silk thread, and a patient divided into seven parts." Chen Ge's mind was in a mess, and he didn't know what to do. He wanted to take the glass jars away from the bottom of his heart, but he only had two hands and couldn't take the jars away at all. Even if he took all the jars away, where could he put them?
Reaching out to touch the glass jar on the bookshelf, hideous human faces emerged on the thin black lines in the jar. They wailed and hit the glass jar, and were finally pulled back by the bloodshot that emerged from their facial features.
"Doctor Sun, this glass jar looks dangerous, but I feel it won't hurt us. How about you help me get one?" Chen Ge hoped to get help from Doctor Sun, but was rejected decisively by Doctor Sun.
The doctors seemed unwilling to touch the glass jar. Dr. Gao, who had held Chen Ge tightly at the beginning, now kept his distance from Chen Ge.
Judging from the two doctors' performance, this glass jar is not harmless, it just won't hurt Chen Ge.
Just now in the ward, Doctor Sun tactfully revealed the method of discharge. Chen Ge found seven glass jars on this extremely unusual night and remembered the contents of the jars.
He still doesn't understand what this has to do with being discharged from the hospital. He just does what Dr. Sun says. He subconsciously feels that Dr. Sun is unlikely to deceive him.
In addition, there was a force deep in his mind urging him to find those jars.
"When I entered the first dean's office, my past memories were triggered. The pain and the word death all over the room almost made me faint. But after touching the glass jar, not only did the pain in my mind weaken a lot, but my consciousness also became clear."
A bold idea came to Chen Ge's mind. He wanted to try it secretly and recall the past while holding the glass jar.
The two doctors were watching closely, and Chen Ge couldn't find an opportunity for the time being, so he just kept holding the glass jar, treating something that everyone feared as his own treasure.
Chen Ge used the trick of taking advantage of the power of the tiger to perfection.
After leaving the second dean's office, Chen Ge and Dr. Sun also entered the drug storage room next door to look for various medicines.
A few minutes later, Patient No. 2's face turned ugly. He was very frustrated: "There is no medicine we are looking for in this room."
"There's no other way. We can only try our luck in other wards." Doctor Sun seemed to have known the result a long time ago. He walked in front with Chen Ge who was holding the glass jar, and began to tell Chen Ge about the horror stories in the hospital.
Patient No. 2 couldn't stop sweating as he looked at his three teammates. A doctor with scars all over his face who didn't care about the life or death of the injured, a madman holding a glass jar of human organs, and a doctor who looked as pale as a corpse: "Could it be that the murderers are the doctors?"
He felt like the protagonist in a horror movie, experiencing the most desperate things and walking step by step into the abyss.
It was too difficult to survive alone. There was no other way, so Patient No. 2 gritted his teeth and followed Dr. Gao.
Chen Ge and Doctor Sun obviously did not notice the psychological activities of Patient No. 2. They walked around and found countless abnormal things in this hospital.
Xinhai Central Hospital has a total of seven wards. It was once the largest hospital in Xinhai, and too much despair and terror had happened here.
The words "disease" and "suffering" are closely linked. All kinds of human conditions are vividly reflected in this hospital, and there is a story behind every strange story.
Under the leadership of Dr. Sun, they visited all the wards.
The offices of the seven deans were located in seven different wards. In each office there was a foul-smelling glass jar containing a part of a human organ.
All those organs were submerged and soaked in black lines, and some of them had turned completely black.
Chen Ge memorized all the organs in the glass jars as Dr. Sun said. Every time he entered a room, he would touch the organ himself.
He originally intended to stimulate the fragments of past memories during the touching process so that he could recall as many things as possible, but then he discovered something terrible.
Every time he touched the glass jar, the black threads would run wild, trying to penetrate the jar and attack Chen Ge, but at this time, deep red blood would always appear in the organs and pull the black threads back into the organs.
The strange thing happened at this time. If Chen Ge wanted the black thread to run wild, his hand must touch the glass jar. When the blood threads dragged the black thread, they would also drag something away from Chen Ge.
This is a feeling that is difficult to explain. Chen Ge felt that the shackles on his body were lighter, and some of his past memories became blurred. The most important thing is that new fragments of memory began to appear in his mind.
It was not a memory from his past, nor was it the memory described by Dr. Gao. It was the memory of a completely stranger third person.
Chen Ge did not feel a headache when he looked through the memories of this third person, but he always felt a sense of fear, as if reading the memories of this third person would bring disaster.
Chen Ge did not tell anyone about this matter. He planned to look through the memory fragments of the third person after it was safe.
I didn’t know how much time had passed, it felt like several hours at least, but the sky outside the window was still pitch black, with no sign of dawn at all.
Chen Ge and his team searched all the wards but couldn't find the medicine, so they finally returned to the third ward.
This was where Chen Ge first stayed, and it was also the seventh dean's office.
They came to the seventh floor of the third ward and found the office of the seventh dean at the end of the corridor.
Pushing open the door, there was an office desk in the middle of the simple room. On the desk stood a huge glass jar with a human head in the jar with its back to the office door.
It was a child's head. It had no facial features or skin. It was like an empty shell without a soul.
Seeing this thing, everyone stopped outside the door and no one dared to go in rashly.
"The hobbies of these directors are really peculiar." Patient No. 2 is used to seeing corpses and various organs because of his job, but he still shuddered when he saw the human head in the glass jar.
The fear brought by the human head was not physical, but spiritual, as if it itself was a symbol of fear and despair.
Patient No. 2 and the two doctors were standing at the door, but Chen Ge went straight into the room without any hesitation.
"Isn't the seventh dean the current dean of the hospital? As the only surviving dean, he may be different from the other deans."
Chen Ge did not miss this rare opportunity. Before approaching the glass jar, he looked around. He wanted to figure out the character of the current dean through the layout of the house.
There was little decoration in the office, and apart from the glass jar on the desk, there was nothing special about the room.
After walking around, Chen Ge came to the desk. He walked around to the front of the glass jar and looked at the human head floating among the countless black lines.
"It's still a child."
The glass jar containing the human head was much larger than the ones Chen Ge had seen before. It also had the most black lines. If you looked closely, you would find that each line seemed to have strange words written on it, which looked like a seal or some kind of curse.
Ever since Chen Ge entered the house, the black threads in the glass jar began to become active. When Chen Ge stood at the table, those black threads actually intertwined to form human faces in the glass jar.
Those horrifying human faces were stuck on top of the human heads, as if they were trying to cover their own faces.
"Those black lines feel like they are blocking the vision of the head. But can a head with all its facial features dug out still see me?"
Almost as soon as Chen Ge finished speaking, scarlet blood began to seep out of the terrifying head.
The black thread was suppressed desperately, and the blood thread was gradually wrapped up.
If someone else came over, even if he was not scared away, he would probably stop and watch. However, Chen Ge was different. He directly reached out and hugged the glass jar, as if he wanted to move the largest glass jar away.
The moment his hands touched the glass jar, the black threads and deep red blood in the jar boiled at the same time, colliding with each other like lightning, and then a huge suction force came from the glass jar, as if to suck Chen Ge onto the jar.
The situation was critical. Chen Ge didn't know what those black lines and blood threads represented, but he could feel the danger. If any black line or blood thread penetrated into his body, he might die on the spot.
Dr. Sun entered the office, and after taking a few steps, his body could no longer move forward.
Perhaps it absorbed something from Chen Ge's soul. The blood completely suppressed the black line, and the head in the jar began to slowly turn.
The faces woven from the black threads were peeled off one by one, and finally the head appeared in front of Chen Ge, revealing a horrible face without any facial features.
"boom!"
There was a loud thunder outside the window, almost shattering the glass. The mouth of the head in the jar opened and closed, and it suddenly hit the glass jar hard!
“Bang!”
The sound of impact was mixed in with the thunder, and the dark eye sockets were filled with boundless fear.
Even though it was cut apart, even though it had lost its facial features and skin, the head seemed to still retain its consciousness.
The eyeballs were dug out, and blood was surging in the two dark holes, slowly weaving into a doll.
Seeing that the puppet was about to take shape, Dr. Gao decisively retreated and fled far away.
When Dr. Gao left, Dr. Sun seemed to have finally waited for the opportunity. He suppressed his inner anxiety, rushed into the office and closed the door.
At this moment, he avoided Dr. Gao's sight, and only he and Chen Ge were left in the room.
"Chen Ge! I know how to leave the hospital!" His voice was completely different from usual, with a hint of intimacy, sounding much younger: "The hospital wants you to become their patient, so they have prepared two plans. The first is to create a false beauty for you, so that you will sink into it forever and actively abandon your past memories! In this way, you will slowly become a puppet living in their palms! You will suffer countless curses without knowing it, and your friends and employees will also be cursed and implicated, and finally all become patients of the hospital!"
"The second plan is to force you to kill all your relatives and friends. Since I can't let you sink into depravity, I will let you destroy your past yourself. In this way, all the beautiful memories will turn into unrecallable pain! You will go completely crazy and become an out-of-control monster, locked in the deepest part of the hospital!"
Doctor Sun's words woke Chen Ge up. He held the glass jar in both hands and looked back at Doctor Sun with difficulty.
Most of the scars on the doctor's face and body were bleeding. It seemed that what he said had triggered some kind of curse, and his body was being punished terribly.
"The hospital will not stop until they achieve their goal. You will be locked up in the hospital forever unless they think you are slowly becoming what they want you to be." Doctor Sun pointed at the glass jar in front of Chen Ge: "We are now in your brain maze. This is the ability of a certain doctor on night shift. You can think of it as hypnosis."
"The hospital behind this door is based on the memory of the night doctor. His purpose is to make you kill all the patients here and drive you crazy! When you become the last survivor, you will see yourself covered in blood, and you will realize that you are the murderer!"
"But it doesn't matter. I have replaced the drugs for you. My evil thoughts will play the role of the murderer in the hospital. I have also killed all the phantoms of the patients! You just need to insist that you killed them all. You have forgotten everything else!" The scars on Doctor Sun's body kept cracking, and he was covered in blood, but his speech speed was getting faster and faster: "Time is running out! You must remember the location of those seven glass jars and the organs inside! I have found out some information. Those seven glass jars contain the most important things to you!"
"Even if they can affect you in other people's memories, it means that the relationship between you two is far beyond my previous imagination! You must find them! They are the only things in this hospital that belong to you!"
The head in the glass jar began to hit the jar violently. As Dr. Gao escaped, the hospital seemed to be shaken by an earthquake.
There were footsteps outside the corridor, and a blood-stained figure appeared. The murderer played by Dr. Sun rushed into the house dragging a long string of heads.
The huge glass jar also exploded at this moment, and countless black threads and deep red blood poured into Chen Ge's body. The feeling was so real that it didn't feel like hypnosis at all.
Perhaps due to some special reasons of Dr. Sun himself, his perfect plan encountered unknown changes.