Nightmare Attack

The old man turned his head and glanced at the elevator, then moved back unnaturally, and said to Jiang Cheng, "Don't stand here, let's say it from another place."

"Good." Jiang Cheng nodded.

The old man seemed to want to invite Jiang Cheng into their ward at first, but after thinking about it, he dispelled the idea.

In fact, even if he wanted to, Jiang Cheng would not go.

The last few people found a secluded place in the hall, next to a window, and the old man was skillfully flicking soot toward the outside.

It seems that it is not the first time to smoke here secretly.

The old man coughed from time to time, and his voice didn't seem to be very good.

"Don't take the elevator anymore." The old man said in a low voice, "Especially the elevator."

"It's better during the day, especially at night!"

Jiang Cheng pretended to be incomprehensible. He looked away from the elevator and looked at the position of the elevator. Then he looked at the old man and asked in confusion: "Why?"

"The elevator is there, isn't it just for people to ride?" Jiang Cheng asked.

The old man licked his lips, and the **** mysteriously said: "How long have you been here?"

"Not long." Jiang Cheng gave an ambiguous answer.

"Then during the time you came, how many times have you seen someone take that elevator?"

"This..." Jiang Cheng scratched his head, "It doesn't seem to be, but I didn't pay attention either."

"It's not that you didn't pay attention, it's that you didn't!" The old man swallowed, and said, "The elevator is easy for no one to ride, unless it's that kind of thing."

"What's up?"

"Send the dead." The old man looked at Jiang Cheng with a strange look, and continued after a long while: "Did you find out that the structure of that elevator is different from other elevators."

"The width is about the same, but the length is obviously longer than other elevators. This is to facilitate the delivery of dead bodies."

"The only elevator in the hospital can deliver corpses."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng said: "I know this, but the elevator is made like this. The original intention should be to facilitate the entry and exit of the stretcher. Some critically ill patients are brought in by the stretcher."

The meaning in and out of Jiangcheng dialect is obvious, which is that the old man is overreacting.

Seeing Jiang Cheng like this, the old man couldn't help feeling a little anxious. "Young man, you are not a nearby person. People in this neighborhood know that the true critically ill patients will not be sent to this hospital at all."

"Not far from here, there is also a hospital. Although it is not as big as here, the conditions are much better than here."

"Young man, I think you are pretty good, listen to my advice, if there is nothing urgent, leave as soon as possible." The old man said earnestly.

After hearing the old man say that Jiangcheng's people are pretty good, Wang Changguo glanced at the old man secretly, but didn't dare to look more, for fear of being caught by Jiangcheng.

"Old man." Jiang Cheng looked very curious, "Here...has something happened?"

The old man's cigarette had already been smoked at this moment, and Jiang Cheng handed it another one.

Staring at the cigarette that was handed over, a tangled look appeared on the old man’s face, but in the end he evasively said: "I'm going back to play cards, those old guys are still waiting for me, boy, you have to take my words to heart.. ...."

"Knock."

There was a crisp sound of a lighter, Jiang Cheng lit the cigarette in his hand, and then he looked at the old man with hindsight, "This..."

The old man stared at the cigarette and stopped.

"Oh, I don't know how to smoke either, or..." Jiang Cheng made a gesture of preparing to throw it out of the window, but as soon as he raised his hand, he was stopped by the painful old man.

"Actually, the doctor didn't let me smoke more." The old man leaned on the window sill, took another sip intoxicated, and said after vomiting: "It said it was not good for my health."

"Don't listen to them nonsense, I am a doctor." Jiang Cheng said, "How can I live long if I don't smoke or drink."

"Hey." The old man said, "You are quite interesting as a young man."

Wang Changguo consciously played the role of a marginal figure, shut his mouth and didn't bother them.

"Old man." Jiang Cheng hesitated, "The elevator you just mentioned..."

"Oh." The old man sighed, and seemed to be less interested in smoking when he mentioned this. "Something happened in that elevator."

Jiang Cheng immediately realized that what the old man said should be the female nurse living in Ward 906.

He didn't expect that the old man knew about such a long-standing matter.

But after inquiring, it was discovered that what the two people said was not the same thing at all.

What the old man said is closer to now, about a month or two ago.

"In the whole hospital, only this elevator can lead to the morgue." The old man lowered his voice and said, "There is only this way."

"I remember there are step ladders on both sides." Jiang Cheng said.

Unexpectedly, after listening to Jiang Cheng's words, the old man shook his head and looked around. The **** mysteriously said: "It's useless, only this elevator can reach, and the steps on both sides are blocked."

"Blocked?"

"Yes." The old man said, "I also found it by accident."

The morgue is on the negative floor, and the passages leading to the negative floor from the stairs on both sides are all sealed off. It is strange to see it.

Could it be... what happened in the morgue?

That led to the hospital having to do this.

Appearing to see Jiang Cheng’s doubts, the old man swallowed his saliva, gave him a positive look, and continued: "Young man, you may not believe what I say next, but I promise, every one I say The words are true."

"Someone... ran out of the morgue~www.wuxiamtl.com~person?" Wang Changguo felt a chill after hearing this, and he was quite frightened.

If it's a human, the old man doesn't need to lay the groundwork so much. Jiang Cheng thought that the old man meant that there was a corpse...lived.

No.

It should be said that it is a ghost, which is more appropriate.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Cheng asked, "Old man, I didn't understand. People ran out of the morgue..."

"Oh, why don't you understand it!" The old man's expression is not very good when he mentions this. "What are the things in the morgue, don't you understand?"

"You mean... there is a corpse, lost?"

"It's not lost, it's ran away, that corpse... ran out by itself!" The old man spoke very fast, and his breath became disordered.

"The man died of breath when he first arrived. After completing the formalities, he was pushed into the morgue. Guess what, if I went to see the next day, the body was gone!"

"At the time, it was suspected that someone had stolen the corpse. There was a lot of noise, but there was no clue."

"Later, a new suggestion said, don't we have surveillance? Adjust surveillance!"

At first no one paid attention to him, because the monitoring was only in the lobby on the first floor of the hospital. No matter how stupid the murderer was, he could not leave the lobby after stealing the body.

It was a corpse, and it couldn't be stuffed into a bag.

"But later... later..." At this point, the old man suddenly stopped, and his face became difficult to look.

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