The unlucky life of a medical student

In the evening, because of the incident in the evening, Zhong Wuchuan walked up to Zhong Jiahe and said, "Brother Zhong, I..."

"You don't have to say sorry," Zhong Jiahe put down the iPad and said, "I have something to tell you."

"whats the matter?"

Zhong Wuchuan sat down opposite Zhong Jiahe.

Zhong Jiahe took out a floor plan with a serious expression and spread it in front of Zhong Wuchuan.

"This is the floor plan of our nursing home, take a look."

"What are you looking at this for?"

Zhong Wuchuan was stunned.

Zhong Jiahe pointed to the floor plan and said, "Don't you think there is something abnormal on the floor plan? The fountain in front, and the house behind..."

Hearing this, Zhong Wuchuan squinted his eyes and looked at the floor plan, and really found some clues.

"One, two, three...the flower beds around the fountain...why do they look like...a gossip..."

"Yes, it's just a gossip!"

Zhong Jiahe pointed to the floor plan and said: "The gate of the nursing home is directly opposite to a river, and there are two mountains on the left and right sides. According to Feng Shui, this kind of terrain is usually classified as a treasured place for a yin house. The dead live here and can protect their children and grandchildren. People spend the night here, but they will...not to mention that there is a gossip in front of the main building, and the main building has an all-glass exterior wall. When the sun is strong, it will form a mirror evil..."

"Brother Zhong, are you trying to scare me, why are you talking about Feng Shui ghosts at night?"

Zhong Wuchuan couldn't help interrupting Zhong Jiahe's nonsense.

He is a staunch atheist and does not believe in supernatural things.

Moreover, Xu Guangcheng also told him clearly that the soul relies on the body for its existence, there are no ghosts in the world, and the so-called ghost images are just illusions of the cerebral cortex.

Seeing that Zhong Wuchuan didn't believe him, Zhong Jiahe immediately lowered his voice and said, "Little Zhong, have you heard of the frog case?"

"The frog case? What's that?"

"The frog case is a very perverted case, and it happened within a radius of one kilometer here. Because the criminal method is too perverted, and the higher authorities require that the news be strictly sealed, so most people don't know about it. I also happen to have a friend who is in the special case. Teams do things..."

Zhong Jiahe looked around and said in a low voice: "This is a serial murder case. The first victim was found next to the trash can at Christmas last year. The skin of his whole body was peeled off, like Like a frog, the most frightening thing is that when sanitation workers found her, she was still alive! Did you know that she was alive! It was not until three days later that she died in the hospital due to infection!"

"Nonsense! How is this possible! Under normal circumstances, the victim would have died of shock from the pain when he was skinned!"

"Of course this is the case under normal circumstances, but this is not a normal case! The girl was not only skinned, but also had her eyes gouged out and her tongue cut off! It is reasonable to say that she should have died on the spot, but she survived until the first day after she was discovered." It took three days to die from a severe infection! You say this is something humans can do?!"

"Destroyed conscience! Absolutely devoid of conscience!"

"Moreover, this is a serial murder case," Zhong Jiahe said. "After that girl, three similar victims were found one after another around. Being circumcised...the most frightening thing is that after DNA comparison and identification, the four girls' birthdays are March [-]rd, Ching Ming Festival, Hungry Ghost Festival, and October [-]st!"

"so what?"

"What the hell! What is March [-]rd? What is Ching Ming Festival for? I don't even need to mention Hungry Ghost Festival! And the first day of October...these four days are all related to ghosts!"

Zhong Jiahe's face became more and more ugly.

"But what does that have to do with me? My birthday isn't any of the four, and I'm not a woman."

Zhong Wuchuan disagreed.

"Don't you think it's scary?" Zhong Jiahe said, "The standard sanatorium with the layout of a shady mansion, there have been serial perverted murders around a specific date of birth... If I were you, I would definitely be the first time..."

"Brother Zhong, since the layout of the nursing home is weird and the frog case is scary, why do you still take the initiative to stay here and work the night shift?"

Zhong Wuchuan's sudden words stunned Zhong Jiahe.

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Working the night shift is actually very boring.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Zhong Wuchuan felt a little drowsy.

Suddenly Zhong Jiahe stood up and said, "Xiao Zhong, what are you doing now?"

"Brother Zhong, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I want to go out to smoke a cigarette, but this black light is... a little... Forget it, I'll go out for a few minutes first."

Zhong Jiahe, who felt ashamed, went to the smoking room with a cigarette.

Zhong Wuchuan smiled casually, and continued to familiarize himself with the information of the veteran cadres in the nursing home.

After another 3 minutes, nurse Wei Shanshan knocked on the door and came in.

After entering the door, she ran directly in front of Zhong Wuchuan, and said with a smile: "Doctor Xiao Zhong, there is no outsider in the office now, can you tell me the truth?"

"What truth?"

"It's about the boyfriend!"

Wei Shanshan showed a "Detective Conan" smile, and looked at Zhong Wuchuan with piercing eyes: "The first time I mentioned the word boyfriend in front of you, your expression was very subtle!"

"Normal men will have subtle expressions when they hear these three words," Zhong Wuchuan said helplessly, "Sister Shanmi, I really don't have a boyfriend!"

"lie!"

"Miss Sammi..."

Zhong Wuchuan's smile became more and more helpless.

Seeing this, Wei Shanshan sat down on the desk, lifted her skirt to reveal her slender legs, and said, "Doctor Xiao Zhong, do you think my legs look good?"

"Quite good looking."

"Want to touch it?"

"Do not want to."

Hearing this, Wei Shanshan turned over, grabbed Zhong Wuchuan's shoulders, and smiled impatiently: "You also said you don't have a boyfriend!"

"Sister Sammy, what kind of logic is this!"

Wei Shanshan said with a sinister smile: "If you are as sexually normal as you claim, when I asked you if you want to touch my legs just now, even if you said 'no', you would definitely sneak a glance at me Legs, but you don't have any! This shows that you have no interest in women! Since you are not interested in women, you must be interested in men!"

"Sister Sammy, I'm busy with work now, and I really don't have time to discuss with you whether I like men or women. Can you please stop..."

Zhong Wuchuan was on the verge of crying.

"It's easy for me to stop pestering you. Kiss me, or bring your girlfriend here for everyone to see, and kiss her in front of us! Otherwise, I'll—"

"Help! Help—"

A scream suddenly sounded, interrupting Wei Shanshan's talking to herself.

Zhong Wuchuan stood up with a groan, and said to Wei Shanshan, "Sister Shanmi, there is something wrong, should we go over and have a look together?"

"...Let's go and have a look together..."

Wei Shanshan was also frightened by the screams in the corridor, and her voice dropped an octave.

Zhong Wuchuan put on his coat, picked up the flashlight, walked out of the room with Wei Shanshan, and walked in the brightly lit corridor.

The other people in the nursing home obviously also heard the screams. Zhong Wuchuan led Wei Shanshan along the corridor. Almost all the doors were open. People poked their heads out and asked what happened.

Zhong Wuchuan didn't dare to give any answers that might cause panic. After comforting them one by one, everyone was asked to go back to the room.

Soon, the corridor returned to tranquility.

But the uneasiness did not disappear. It fermented in the silence and turned into a dark cloud to weigh on my heart.

Zhong Wuchuan quickly realized something was wrong, and he said to Wei Shanshan who was also highly nervous: "Sister Shanmi, when you came to my office, did you meet Brother Zhong?"

"Old clock?"

Wei Shanshan thought about it seriously and said, "No."

Zhong Wuchuan looked solemn and said, "How many smoking rooms are there on the third floor?"

"There's only one over there."

Wei Shanshan pointed in the direction of the smoking room.

Zhong Wuchuan took a breath and walked towards the smoking room.

Wei Shanshan wanted to go back to her room, but she was 20 meters away from the nurses' lounge, so she could only follow Zhong Wuchuan closely because she was afraid of ghosts.

In front of the smoking room, the door is locked.

Zhong Wuchuan took a breath and knocked on the door.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

"Brother Zhong, open the door!"

There was no answer behind the door of the smoking room, but a sound that seemed to be an echo came from the end of the corridor.

thump-thump-

The echo was clear and piercing.

Zhong Wuchuan felt a little cold behind him, he turned his head, and said to Wei Shanshan, who was also pale, "Do you have Brother Zhong's phone number?"

"Have!"

Trembling, Wei Shanshan took out her cell phone, pulled out the phone, and dialed.

The call was quickly connected.

The flustered Wei Shanshan didn't wait for the microphone to speak, and immediately shouted: "Hello, old Zhong! Where are you now! Come back quickly! The head nurse has something to do with you! Doctor Xiao Zhong can't help it!" solve!"

Then, she pressed speakerphone.

woohoo...

hula la...

The sound of wind blowing leaves came from the phone!

After waiting for a long time, I didn't get the voice!

Wei Shanshan was so frightened that her voice trembled, she hung up the phone, and said to Zhong Wuchuan: "Doctor Xiao Zhong, what should we do now?! Something must have happened to Old Zhong!"

"Don't panic, go back to the office first, and talk about it after dawn."

Zhong Wuchuan comforted Wei Shanshan.

One must die alone is the classic method of horror movies. When encountering a haunted place, one must never act privately, especially not going to a remote place without lights.

Everyone gathers together in a brightly lit room, doing nothing, thinking about nothing, and looking for the police after dawn!This is the method with the highest survival rate.

Always remember one sentence, there are no ghosts in the world, all ghosts are man-made!