"I don't know if you've noticed, but the walls and ceiling of this hospital have been painted many times."
Zhang Heng stretched out his finger and buckled the wall a few times, scraping off the white on the surface: "The original color of the wall was light green, but it was painted white later, which is very strange, why did the hospital deliberately paint the wall white?"
”"Could it be a cover-up?"
Chen Mo and Zhang Heng stood together, and the two searched for something valuable around the wall.The writer and I stood in the middle of the sterile operating room, each thinking about our own business.Of all the people present, I was the only one who had the hint of the underworld show: "Why is it all white in the hospital?"
The green walls should also be painted white, does white have any special meaning?
Is it really like what Chen Mo said, to cover up something?
”Looking at the operating room with a threshold, the more I look at it, the more scary I feel.The door was open, and although there were many of us, we had no sense of security."
That's the clue you found in advance?
Doorsill?
White walls?
”The writer seems to be mocking Zhang Heng: "Can I think you are playing with us?"
What do these things prove?
There's a ghost trapped in the operating room, and does that ghost like white?
”"Ugly, pay attention to the tone of your voice, otherwise I wouldn't mind taking a picture of you and letting the public know the true face of a well-known mystery writer.""
You dare?!"
The two seem to be born incompatible,-for-tat, and do not back down from each other.I saw all this in my eyes, and a thought flashed through my mind: "These two people are very calm, obviously relying on something, could they be those two show anchors?"
”The writer and Zhang Heng quarreled for a few words and then stopped at the same time, very restrained."
You'd better not take what I said before, this building is weird."
After Zhang Heng finished speaking, he was the first to leave the sterile operating room and walked towards the adjacent surgical preparation room and emergency observation room."
I've found the death certificate on the note, but I'm not sure if I'm looking for what the man wanted."
Zhang Heng's words sounded a little contradictory, and when he opened the cabinet in the observation room, I understood the meaning of his words.The iron cabinet was locked, but because the time was too long, the iron sheet behind the iron cabinet fell off, and Zhang Heng took out the contents of the cabinet without much effort and threw them on the table on the side."
See for yourselves."
Curious, I walked over to the table, and opened a large pile of yellowed document bags, and opened a few of them, all of which contained death certificates."
How many people have died here?"
The death certificate from more than ten years ago is different from the current one, in duplicate, one for the patient's family and one for the hospital record.According to the normal procedure, the death certificate of the patient on file will be temporarily stored in the file room, and it will never appear in the surgical preparation room.I touched the mask on my face, my eyes narrowed: "Unless these death certificates cannot be exposed, and there are very few people who have the right to detain the death certificates in the operating room, this matter should be related to the senior management of the hospital at that time, what happened in the Jianghu Cancer Research Hospital twenty years ago?"
”The death certificate was spread out on the table, mixed with some medical records and private documents, which were preserved thanks to the dry and sealed environment of the operating room, but after all, they were twenty years old, and the paper was fragile and could break with a little effort."
Be careful."
The feeling of four people flipped through death certificates and medical records in the dark operating room by the bright light of a flashlight is indescribable."
Lymphoma, multiple myeloma, lung cancer, stomach cancer, ......" symbolizes death one by one, and even a person like me, who is as steel-willed, gradually feels an invisible pressure."
Don't look at it, what's it?"
The writer threw aside the death certificate in his hand, and at the same time put down the case list and Zhang Heng: "It is said that nine deaths from ten cancers, and it is really desperate to have this disease." ”"It's not as serious as you say, cancer is a chronic disease, it can be cured, as long as you stick to treatment, you can survive for a long time."
Contrary to our expectations, the most indifferent of all the people turned out to be Chen Mo, probably because of his medical studies, he took it seriously and checked the cases on the table one by one."
Pay attention to the words you just used, for a normal person, survival and life are not the same."
The writer seemed to be a little tired, grabbed a case sheet and sat down on the table: "Life is full of hope and has an infinite future; And survival is just living for the sake of living, that way of living is tormenting, full of despair, there is very little that can be done every day, and you can only watch death approach step by step. ”"In the end, he is a writer, and he still has the leisure to talk about the truth."
Zhang Heng pushed the writer aside: "If you don't work, then don't get in the way of us." ”The writer laughed angrily at Zhang Heng's actions: "Do you really believe that bullshit note?"
It's just a prank, or maybe it's just a new type of murder, and most of the paranormal phenomena in this world actually stem from man's fear of the unknown, which seems to me to be a kind of cowardice and compromise. ”"You don't believe in ghosts and gods in the world?"
I interjected, glancing at the writer to make out what he meant, "Didn't you say you were a lover of paranormal studies?"
”"I've been studying the paranormal for years, but I've been disappointed every time, I don't deny the existence of ghosts and gods, but if you want to convince me with a few notes, do you think it's possible?"
The writer stretched: "You guys can find it yourself, I'll go and conceive my novel, if tonight's encounter is written into a book, it should be a hot seller, right?"
”The writer patted the ash on his leg and stood up, just now he was padded to the ass.
The case under the thigh has been torn apart.I shook my head, not paying attention at first, but when I saw the name of the deceased on the medical record, my heart seemed to skip a beat."
Gu Tongtong?"
It's a playful girl name that sounds cute, but it gives me a bit of a scary feeling."
Before I entered the hospital, I saw a missing person notice in Gu Bei's car, and the kidnapped baby girl seemed to be called Gu Tongtong!"
Duplicate name?
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No, the probability that even the surname and name are exactly the same is too small, right?
With a tingling in my spine and the situation spiraling out of control, I frowned, most of my attention focused on finding the showrunner, ignoring the horrors of the live stream itself."
If it weren't for the same name, Gu Tongtong would have died twenty years ago, so what about Gu Bei in the private car and the woman who disappeared in the dense forest?
Are they dead too?
Or is there another reason?
”There was a breakthrough, and I think I found the death certificate I needed on the note.I walked to the death certificate without a trace, I don't plan to share this secret with others, I don't have any advantage compared to other anchors, only by taking advantage of the danger of the live broadcast itself, can I fight my way out of the cracks."
I'm now in the live broadcast of the show in the underworld, and every time the live broadcast of the show is a life and death grind, which is extremely difficult, there is no room for distraction, and I must go all out."
Cheering up, I glanced at the departing writer, he walked very casually, "With so many death certificates, he just picked Gu Tongtong's part of the fart.
Sitting down at the bottom of the thighs, is this deliberate, or is it a coincidence?
”Looking down, Gu Tongtong's death certificate was broken, and the time was too long, and the words on it were already blurred."
Age of three years, cause of death: malignancy of hematopoietic tissue?"
I didn't know much about medicine, but there was a guy on site who specialized in medicine."
Chen Mo, what is the hematopoietic tissue malignant tumor?
Can hematopoietic tissue still get cancer?
”Chen Mo, who was anxiously flipping through the death certificate, didn't raise his head: "Theoretically, any cell has the possibility of becoming cancerous, and the hematopoietic tissue tumor you are talking about is actually leukemia." ”"White blood......
Sickness?
”I regretted it a little after hearing this answer, because I may have inadvertently revealed an important piece of information, but fortunately the writer was far away, and Chen Mo and Zhang Heng were looking for something and didn't notice.I breathed a sigh of relief, my eyes left Gu Tongtong's case list, and thoughts flashed in my mind: "Why is it called leukemia?"
Is it because the patient's blood is white?
And the tips that the show gave me, why is it all white in the hospital?
Is this related to Gu Tongtong?
”A baby girl who had been dead for more than 20 years was suddenly resurrected and taken to an abandoned hospital."
Maybe there are no kidnappers in the hospital at all?
It's all a baby girl?
”I smelled the intrigue and a cold sweat broke out on my forehead.You know, I haven't even explored a tenth of this hospital right now, and I don't know how many horrors are hidden in that even darker and deeper place!"
White blood ......"
I pressed my fingers on the table, and snuck the case sheet into my pants pocket without anyone noticing."
The original words on the note were that the man needed a birth certificate and a death certificate, but he didn't say what he wanted this thing for?"
I'm not completely sure that it was Gu Tongtong who gave Chen Mo and Zhang Heng the note now, so I'm not ready to leave the team and act alone.There were so many things to think about, too few clues, and my face under the mask was getting harder and harder to look."
What are you doing?
Hurry up and find it?
”Chen Mo looked at me at the table in a daze, shook the flashlight at me, and the sudden bright light interrupted my thoughts, I lowered my head and looked at the death certificates on the table: "Find?"
How to find it?
Do you have no hints as to which death certificate is what it needs?
Why don't we take all these things and go straight to the morgue in Ward 3 to look for the birth certificate. ”"There are a lot of dreams at night, and what you said makes sense, but I always feel that if I don't understand the reason, it will be very dangerous to get to the third ward."
Zhang Heng glanced up at me, he seemed to be about to say something, but his gaze completely froze at the moment he saw me, as if he was petrified.