Chen Ge has his own ideas. Fighting violence with violence is only the simplest approach. To truly gain the approval of the school and be accepted by all the desperate children, violence alone is not enough.
"It may not succeed, but let's give it a try."
After leaving the classroom, Chen Ge walked along the corridor carrying two backpacks. Students on both sides were rushing to the classroom, but he was the only one walking leisurely, neither hurried nor slow.
"Classmate, do you know where the infirmary is?" The students in this school were not very friendly. Chen Ge asked several students in succession before someone was finally willing to show him the way.
"You are the freshman in Class Four, right? When I passed by the teaching office just now, I heard the teacher and the dean talking about you. They seemed to be preparing to punish you." The girl who led Chen Ge looked like a junior high school student. She had a ponytail and was dressed very simply.
"Are they going to punish me?"
"It seems that they are saying that you ignored the school rules and regulations and hit people in class." When the girl said this, she also glanced at Chen Ge curiously: "Is what they said true?"
"If I tell you it's true, will you be scared?" Chen Ge kept smiling. He understood that school teachers had their own way of dealing with problems, but he did not agree with them.
"No, I think you did a good job. Those guys got together with the gangsters outside the school and made the school a mess. It's time to control it!" The girl seemed to have been bullied before. She talked for a long time and finally approached Chen Ge quietly: "I hope you can be safe this time."
"Classmate, is this the first time we meet?" Chen Ge felt that the girl's behavior was a little abnormal, as if she was deliberately trying to please him: "Do you have anything else to tell me?"
The girl's eyes flashed with panic, but she quickly returned to normal: "Actually, I don't have many friends. In our class, they all laugh at me and play tricks on me for all kinds of things. So I want to be friends with you. If they bully me again next time, I'll have someone to talk to."
The girl was not good at lying. When she said the following words, her eyes unconsciously looked in other directions, and there was deep resentment hidden in her eyes.
That kind of resentment had nothing to do with Chen Ge. She probably wanted to take revenge on those who had bullied her.
"Sorry, I'm used to being alone." Chen Ge knew that the girl didn't really want to be friends with him, she just wanted to find someone to protect herself.
"It's okay." The girl couldn't hide the disappointment in her eyes, but she still took Chen Ge to the door of the infirmary.
"This is it. I have to go back to class." The girl returned the same way and after taking a few steps, she suddenly turned her head and looked at Chen Ge again: "I forgot to mention, my name is Yinghong, let's talk again when there is a chance."
The girl forced a smile and trotted off.
"Even her fake smile when she's unhappy is so sweet. This girl is perfect for being a receptionist at a haunted house. What a pity."
I pushed open the door of the infirmary, the curtains swayed, and thick blood-red fog surrounded my body. At first glance, the room was hazy and I couldn't see anything.
"Anyone there?"
The infirmary of this haunted school is very large and consists of four connected rooms.
The outermost room is the consultation room, which has the smallest area and is furnished with two tables and two shelves for storing various items.
"The school clinic feels like a private hospital. How many students does it receive every day?"
The walls were blood-red, and fine blood threads were crawling on the walls like insects. A white coat was hanging in the corner, but there was no doctor to be seen.
Chen Ge walked to the table. On the wooden table was a bound patient file, which recorded some students' medical conditions and doctors' treatment plans.
After flipping through a few pages, Chen Ge found Yan Fei's name on the third to last page.
However, contrary to Chen Ge's expectations, the doctor only gave Yan Fei some hemostatic drugs and did not provide him with any psychological counseling.
Just looking at this notebook, you can't tell the seriousness of the problem. People who don't know the truth might think that Yan Fei just accidentally scratched himself.
"Don't just look at the surface of things. All the students in the files are normal, but in fact they may have fallen into some kind of despair."
This patient file is not thick, and each page has a photo of the corresponding patient.
"He was sent to the infirmary injured. This means he has been bullied to a very serious extent. Maybe I can find other children through this file."
The four-star scene of the ghost school is very special. It combines several different memories, so the number of ghosts and various regrets is extremely large. It is difficult to find a child who is qualified to become a door pusher. However, the appearance of this patient information allows Chen Ge to find a shortcut.
"Since Yan Fei's name appears on it, other students who are qualified to be door pushers may also be here."
After passing the consultation room, Chen Ge entered the second room, which had several beds. Except that the space was a little bigger than the outside, there was no difference between this room and the other rooms.
"Excuse me, I need to find someone."
Chen Ge stood at the door, his pupils twitching slightly, and he felt very uneasy.
There was no response, and there seemed to be no one in the infirmary.
“That’s strange.”
Chen Ge reached into his pocket, took out a sharp nail and hid it in his palm. Only after he was sure that he could hear the rustling sound of the tape in the recorder did he dare to move forward.
He stepped carefully into the third room, which also had beds in it. However, unlike the beds in the second room, each bed here was separated by a white cloth.
Maybe it is to protect the privacy of the patient, so you can't see who is lying on the bed when you stand outside.
"This place is a bit dangerous."
After completing many trial missions, Chen Ge has developed an intuition for danger. He leaned his back against the wall and moved slowly.
He reached out and opened the curtain closest to him. A pungent stench emanated from it. There was a scabby black stain in the middle of the white bed sheet, which looked a bit like blood.
"The stench is strong. This bed must have been used not long ago."
After observing for a while, Chen Ge found that the patient's pillow was very bulging, as if something was stuffed inside.
He was about to pick up the pillow when he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, as if someone was reminding him to look back.
Turning his head, Chen Ge saw a doctor in a white coat standing not far behind him.
The other person was fat and his body was almost covered by the uniform, including a hat, mask, and outer coat, with only his slender neck exposed.
"He's so fat, but his neck is so thin. Is this doctor wearing several layers of clothes?" Chen Ge stared at the doctor's collar, where he could vaguely see a patch of black and red. "The outer uniform is a pure white coat, but the inner clothes are so red that they look like black. Who is this doctor?"