The next morning after breakfast, Zhang Meng walked to the outside of the county hospital carrying a large backpack.
"See? This place is very evil. I can smell the fishy odor even when I'm standing outside the hospital. This hospital is not clean, not clean." Huang Qingtian secretly poked his head out from the backpack that Zhang Meng was carrying.
Zhang Meng looked around, afraid that someone would see the little head in her backpack, so she immediately pushed it back into the bag without any hesitation.
"Zhang Meng, are you trying to suffocate me to death?" Huang Qingtian's panting voice came from inside the bag.
Just then, a middle-aged man ran over to the hospital entrance.
"Comrade Zhang, I see you're here. I'm sorry, I had something to deal with just now, so I'm late to pick you up. Don't mind." Dean Zhao apologized with a smile on his face.
Zhang Meng waved her hand and said, "Stop talking about this and take me to the scene of the accident."
"Okay, please follow me." Director Zhao warmly welcomed her into the hospital.
As soon as she entered the hospital, Zhang Meng felt the coolness and fishy smell that Huang Qingtian had just mentioned.
The most important thing is that it's broad daylight here, and some of the dead ghosts are still wandering around this hospital.
"A long time ago, this hospital was used by the Japanese for experiments. After they were defeated, this room was left behind and later allocated to us for use as a hospital."
On the way there, Director Zhao tried his best to explain to Zhang Meng the origin of this hospital.
This time they went to the top floor of the hospital, which was the fifth floor.
Compared with the four floors below, the fifth floor seems a bit scary. It is gloomy and contains human specimens for various medical research.
"Comrade Zhang, don't be afraid. These are specimens donated by volunteers." Dean Zhao saw Zhang Meng looking at the specimens and hurried to explain.
Zhang Meng didn't say anything. When she reached the middle, she suddenly stopped and fixed her eyes on the specimens.
"These specimens seem to be new, why are they still bloody?"
Zhang Meng pointed to a huge glass bottle in the middle of the specimen, which contained a pile of human internal organs. Most importantly, these internal organs were all covered in blood.
Dean Zhao looked in the direction Zhang Meng pointed and his eyes widened immediately. "When did this appear? How could I not know about this? This thing didn't exist yesterday."
At this time, Zhang Meng saw three transparent spirits standing next to the glass bottle, and these three spirits were wearing doctor's work clothes.
"Director Zhao, you said yesterday that three doctors died in your hospital a few days ago, right? Their internal organs were completely ripped out!"
"Yes, yes, that's right."
Just as he nodded, Dean Zhao suddenly looked at Zhang Meng with wide eyes, "Comrade Zhang, you don't mean to say that these fresh organs are from the three dead doctors, do you?"
Zhang Meng was certain in her heart. It was not difficult to guess it based on the fact that these three spirits were now standing in this glass bottle.
But it’s a bit troublesome to explain to Dean Zhao.
"You may need to ask the Public Security Bureau to come and investigate to find out the answer." After saying this, Zhang Meng immediately continued walking forward.
The further we go, the lower the temperature around us becomes.
Not long after they started walking, Dean Yue, who was following behind, couldn't stand it anymore and immediately stopped Zhang Meng, who was about to go in. "Comrade Zhang, we still need to go a little further. It's so cold here. How about we come back another day? Is that okay?"
Zhang Meng took a look inside and she could feel that something was causing trouble inside, and it was related to the three dead people.
"I'll go in and take a look. If you want to leave, go ahead."
Dean Zhao looked back at the place he had walked behind him. Thinking of the internal organs in the large glass bottle, he immediately couldn't walk anymore.
"Can't we go together? I, I'm a little scared." Dean Zhao said with a bitter face.
"Then you should come with me. I need to go in and take a look for a while before I leave." After saying this, Zhang Meng turned around and continued walking forward.
Dean Zhao, who stayed behind, looked at her back, then looked at the somewhat eerie and scary house behind her. He gritted his teeth and followed her.
The further we walked inside, the darker it became. Suddenly, there was light all around and the structure of the house changed.
"Where is this?" Director Zhao, who followed, looked at this unfamiliar place and couldn't believe that there was such a place in the hospital under his jurisdiction.
Stepping on this place, Zhang Meng couldn't help but feel nervous.
"Zhang Meng, be careful. This place is a barrier and is not connected to the outside world. It seems that the evil spirits here are so resentful that they can actually create this barrier." At this moment, Zhang Meng heard the words of Huang Qingtian who was hiding in the bag.
"Barrier?" Zhang Meng looked at the house with a Republican-era style and narrowed his eyes.
"President Zhao, here are some talisman papers. If you come across anything unclean later, just stick them on it with these talismans."
Dean Zhao was already frightened out of his wits. When he heard what Zhang Meng said, he immediately snatched the talisman paper from her hand without any hesitation.
"Comrade Zhang, where is this place? How come I didn't know there was such a place in my hospital? I think we should leave here quickly."
"It's too late for us to leave, so let's all be careful."
At this moment, a sound like a saw cutting something suddenly came from the front.
Dean Zhao's face turned pale with fear, completely forgetting the fact that he was two times older than Zhang Meng. He immediately grabbed Zhang Meng's arm and begged for help, "Comrade Zhang, if anything happens later, you must save me. I don't want to die."
Zhang Meng glanced at him, then looked ahead, her face cold. "Dean Zhao, are you still unwilling to tell the truth?"
Dean Zhao, who was holding her arm, was stunned for a moment, "Comrade Zhang, Zhao doesn't understand what you are saying."
Seeing that he was still trying to hide something, Zhang Meng couldn't help but sneer, "Dean Zhao, you really won't give up until you're dead. Do you really have to die here before you tell the truth?"
Dean Zhao's eyes flickered with struggle. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll tell you everything. In fact, many of the specimens in this room were taken from recently deceased patients by our hospital without obtaining their consent. Also, this house was used as a laboratory for the Japanese, and many Chinese people died here. I've told you everything I know. I'm not hiding anything."
Zhang Meng shook off his hand, "I didn't expect you doctors to be so cruel."
"I have no other choice. Medical research is necessary for progress, and people these days are too advanced to donate."
"Okay, stop explaining. I don't want to hear your nonsense." Zhang Meng interrupted him impatiently.
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