"Only three can remain from the four."

Chen Ge felt a chill in his heart. In such a strange environment, being abandoned might mean death.

"Go ahead. You are not qualified to sit with us." The fifth person on the right side of the table said. He was closest to Chen Ge and his eyes were sinister. "I kind of like your mask."

Chen Ge ignored him and stood next to the three newcomers.

"Number one, continue with your story. No one will interrupt you this time." The man sitting first on the left seemed to be a key member of the association. No one dared to refute his words.

The newcomer called No. 1 looked very old. He wore a black mask that covered his entire face, but revealed his gray hair.

His hands and feet were thin and he looked frail. His skin was loose and had no elasticity, and age spots could be seen on his exposed arms.

"Then I'll continue."

Number One coughed a few times. He had a little habit when he spoke, he liked to use gestures, so it made him sound a little funny.

"This story happened in the Municipal People's Hospital. I saw it with my own eyes. It is absolutely true."

"I have a lung disease and have been receiving treatment in the hospital in the intensive care unit."

"There is an elderly person in the same ward with me. I don't know what disease he has, but I know he is in pain every day and is always on the verge of life and death."

"The story begins one night ago."

"He was a light sleeper and would wake up at the slightest disturbance. I didn't know what time it was in the middle of the night when I suddenly realized that the old man was not asleep. He was looking at a certain place in the room with his eyes open."

“I also looked where he was looking, and there was nothing there.”

"I turned on the light and asked him what he was looking at?"

"He said there was a man standing there."

"When I wanted to ask him what he looked like and what he was wearing, he was hesitant and couldn't answer."

"At midnight the next day, I felt a little cold in the room. When I woke up, I found the sick old man next to me was looking at me with his eyes wide open."

"I was startled. After I turned on the light, the old man turned his head away. No matter what I asked him, he refused to say anything."

"On the third day, I didn't dare turn off the bedside lamp. I slept soundly under the dim light until dawn."

"But when I woke up, I found dusty footprints on the sheets and quilt, as if someone had stood on my bed last night."

"I became even more uneasy. I couldn't sleep all night. I felt like something bad would happen if I closed my eyes."

"I only dare to sleep during the day and stay awake at night."

"On the fourth day, nothing happened. But on the fifth night, I saw something horrible."

"The old man stood up from the ** after midnight, standing on tiptoe, like this..."

Number One, wearing a black mask, lowered his hands and imitated the old man's behavior. He walked around the house on tiptoe with his body stuttering, looking very scary.

"The old man walked around my bed several times. I didn't know what he was doing. His face was sunken, his eyes were bulging, and his skin was wrinkled."

"I woke him up by shouting loudly, and he lay back on the bed with his eyes fixed on the door of the ward."

"He said someone was calling his name outside, but he didn't know whether he should go out."

"On the sixth day, after nightfall, the old man's physical condition became worse and worse. He couldn't breathe, couldn't speak, and kept coughing, as if something was stuck in his trachea."

"The doctor gave him emergency treatment until after 11pm, when his condition stabilized. However, his complexion became worse, as if a grey mist covered his face."

"After midnight, the old man opened his eyes again. This time he stared at the door of the ward and kept muttering something."

"About one o'clock, the old man got off the bed and ran out of the ward in a strange posture. He has not returned since then."

After saying the last sentence, Newcomer No. 1 started coughing again. He was very weak.

"It's a wonderful story." The man sitting first on the left nodded.

"Haha, thank you for the compliment." The sound of newcomer No. 1's laughter sounded like the cry of a crow, which was very unpleasant.

People on both sides of the table were whispering to each other, commenting on the story of newcomer No. 1.

Chen Ge stood at the end without saying a word. He listened to the old man's story from beginning to end. When the old man said the first sentence, he realized something was wrong.

According to the old man, he was living in an intensive care unit, but as far as Chen Ge knew, most of the intensive care units in Jiujiang were single rooms, and there was no situation where two seriously ill patients lived together.

At first he thought the old man was lying, but the more he listened, the more creepy he found it. It was possible that the old man was telling his own story, and he was the patient who ran out of the ward on tiptoe!

In terms of time, this is entirely possible. The story of No. 1 began a week ago. The old man ran out of the ward after the early morning of the sixth day, and today happened to be the early morning of the seventh day.

The Ghost Story Association requires that every ghost story must be true. The weirdos on both sides of the table had no doubts, which meant that the story told by the old man should be true.

Chen Ge lowered his head and glanced at the newcomer No. 1 with his peripheral vision. The man seemed to have no shadow.

"Number one's story is very interesting and has made a good start. Now let's listen to number two's story." As soon as the first man on the left spoke, the others immediately fell silent.

"It's your turn, number two." Newcomer number one was very excited and coughed from time to time.

Newcomer No. 2 was wearing a smelly coat and a plastic pig face mask bought from a street stall. He was about the same height as Chen Ge, but very thin.

"I heard this story from my ex-wife, but I can guarantee that it is absolutely true."

"She is a dance teacher at a school. In her class there is a very talented girl who is far superior to others in terms of ability, figure and appearance."

Man No. 2 smacked his lips and said, "That girl is like a real white swan, and the other students are just a bunch of ducks compared to her."

"The story began a few years ago when my ex-wife selected six girls from her class to form a team to participate in a dance competition in the city."

"Five of the six girls distanced themselves from the most gifted student out of jealousy."

“In the city competition, the most talented student almost single-handedly changed the judges’ opinions and enabled the entire team to advance.”

"But no one invited that student to the celebratory dinner."

"In preparation for the provincial competition, the six of them began special training during the summer vacation, and the real conflict broke out at that time."