Chen Ge pushed open the door of the bathroom on the first floor. The mirror on the wall was covered with black cloth and the cubicle door was also sealed.

"Tourists visit during the day, and the bloody door in the mirror only appears at midnight. Under normal circumstances, the two cannot possibly collide with each other. But it is not ruled out that someone with ill intentions may enter the haunted house late at night and accidentally open the door of the compartment, just like Zhang Peng did back then." Chen Ge took off the black cloth and stood in front of the mirror.

He knew nothing about the bloody world behind the mirror. He was not even sure why the door was formed, let alone how to close or destroy it.

"My parents once said that the door of the third ward was opened again, which means that the door was originally closed. There may be a way to close the door hidden in the third ward. If the door of the third ward is the same as the bloody door in the mirror, then this trial mission will be even more important to me."

Chen Ge stayed there until midnight. The moment the pointer passed zero, the bloody door in the mirror appeared on time.

Within just one minute, all sorts of strange noises were heard in the compartment, and it seemed that more things were swimming around the door than before.

"Maybe when I come back from Ward 3, I can completely close this bloody door in the bathroom."

Back in the staff lounge, Chen Ge had no mood to sleep. He sat on a chair, holding a pen and listing the things he needed to prepare for tomorrow's live broadcast.

"The bloody butcher's knife, the live rooster, the salt..."

Chen Ge continued to edit and revise until 1:50 in the morning. He was still sitting at the table. He did not feel sleepy and looked at the watch every few minutes. There was an indescribable emotion spreading in his heart.

"It's still not safe. The difficulty of the three-star horror scene should be several times that of the two-star Muyang Middle School. I'm going in alone, so I must be fully prepared." Chen Ge checked the precautions he wrote on the white paper. Before he read to the end, his phone suddenly vibrated.

"It's almost two o'clock. Who would call me at this time?"

Chen Ge picked up the phone, looked at the caller ID, and answered it immediately: "Doctor Gao? You want to see me?"

"I'm very sorry to bother you so late at night." Doctor Gao said politely, and then went straight to the point: "I got Wang Shenglong's previous medical records and medical records from his father. After comparing them with our internal patient database, I found something strange."

"What's the matter?" Chen Ge perked up. It must be something very important for Dr. Gao to call him so late at night.

"This Wang Shenglong is actually very dangerous. He was even involved in a murder when he was very young."

"Murder?!" Chen Ge couldn't believe that the stupid fat boy would actually do such a thing.

"Listen to me, this is very strange." The sound of typing came from the other end of the phone. Doctor Gao seemed to be looking up something on the computer: "Wang Shenglong went to the hospital for treatment for the first time when he was six years old. The hospital he went to was called the Third Mental Illness Rehabilitation Center. It was a private hospital under the banner of a public hospital, located in a remote suburb. It was closed four or five years ago."

"I heard about this hospital from Wang Hailong. His family was very poor at the time, and the Third Hospital was relatively close to their home, so they received treatment there. This should have nothing to do with murder, right?" Chen Ge said on the phone.

"When he was first sent to the hospital, Wang Shenglong, who was only six years old, showed strong and extreme emotions. He could not control himself and attacked doctors and family members."

"No matter how aggressive a six-year-old child is, he or she will not pose much of a threat to adults."

"I think the same as you, but the data shows that when the child went crazy, he bit off a finger of a patient in the same ward. I have a picture here, do you want to see it?" Doctor Gao sent a photo without even any mosaics on it.

Chen Ge took a look and saw a case report which rated Wang Shenglong as dangerous and recommended that he be temporarily isolated.

"Hurting people was just the beginning. To protect the safety of other patients, the hospital sent six-year-old Wang Shenglong to the third closed ward. What happened next was even more horrific." Doctor Gao clicked the screen with his mouse, selected a few pages that could be displayed and did not involve the patient's private life, and sent them to Chen Ge through the social platform: "In the second month of Wang Shenglong's stay in the closed ward, a brutal murder occurred in the third closed ward, and a nurse on duty was killed. After investigating the scene, the police determined that the murderer was not one person, and this murder was most likely committed by all the patients in the third closed ward!"

"The patients teamed up to kill the nurse?" What Doctor Gao said was related to Ward 3. These were all internal information, so Chen Ge listened carefully: "Doctor Gao, can you tell me about this case in detail?"

"I don't know the details of the process. I'm just a doctor, not a policeman."

"Then you should be able to find information about other patients in the third closed ward, right?" Chen Ge wanted to know all the information related to the third ward.

"Why are you asking these questions?"

"Just pure curiosity. Don't worry, I won't leak anything."

Chen Ge naggled for a long time before Doctor Gao finally agreed.

"In the third ward of the third mental illness rehabilitation center, there are a total of ten wards, with nine patients living in them. These people are all dangerous, so they are isolated for treatment."

"The patient in Ward No. 1 is Wang Shenglong. He was diagnosed with Happy Puppet Syndrome, also known as Angel Syndrome. Symptoms include frequent laughter, anxiety, lack of language skills, and mental retardation. He is the youngest in the third closed ward and has the lowest risk factor."

"There is a woman living in Ward 2. Her name has been erased and there is no photo. There is only a torn medical record in the file. She suffers from severe depression caused by Dorian Gray syndrome. The symptoms are characterized by excessive focus on herself, heavy use of cosmetics, multiple plastic surgeries, and a great fear of natural aging. Many female stars suffer from similar symptoms."

"Ward No. 3 in the third ward is an empty room. I'm not sure if there are any patients in it."

Hearing this, Chen Ge suddenly thought of the note his parents left him, which specifically pointed out the third room in the third ward: "Not finding any records does not necessarily mean that there are no patients in it. There is a big problem with this ward!"

"What you said makes sense, but the ward numbers are divided according to the degree of danger. Even if there are patients in there, they are not particularly dangerous. Maybe the hospital was negligent." Doctor Gao took a sip of tea and continued.

"The patient in Ward 4 lost an arm in an accident and suffered from phantom limb syndrome. After the amputation surgery, he felt that the limb was still attached to his body and could even feel heat, cold, pain and itching."