Just as the car left the hospital, a police car even roared past and drove quickly into the hospital. Novel.
It seems that even the local police in Xianluo were alerted about the loss of the body in this hospital.
Fang Zheng and his group returned to the hotel where they stayed.
When they returned to the hotel, not long after, the entire crew also learned about Fang Zheng and their encounter in the hospital.
He heard that there were dead people falling from the building and bodies missing from the morgue.
The mood of the entire crew was like riding a roller coaster, rising and falling.
However, during this period, no props master came downstairs to eat.
The props master was now eating, wearing, living, and walking, and he was watching over his pile of props.
It was useless to persuade anyone.
It was really stolen and autistic.
...
At the same time, the picture was transferred to the hospital.
Apai dragged his tired body and his eyes were filled with lingering fear. He already knew about Banzhuang's strange loss.
He ran from front to back and was interrogated by the police for the second time. It was not until about 10 pm that he finally had time to sit down and take a break to calm down his nervous and tense nerves.
Apai, who had just sat down to rest, suddenly remembered that he had not said goodbye to Fang Zheng and the others, although three or four hours had passed, Fang Zheng and the others might have already left.
But Apai decided to drag his tired body to the surgical department to see if he was still there.
Apai had always felt that these people were warm and good people.
As a result, Fang Zheng and the others had already left. Apai sat behind the nurse desk, feeling a little depressed and listless.
The nurses in the hospital were very busy. It wasn't Apai who left without saying goodbye on purpose, but the nurses who were ready to receive the emergency call at any time. At seven or eight in the evening, it was the peak time for patients and family members.
It was ten o' clock in the evening and it was past its peak, so Apai had time to take a break.
In fact, Apai was supposed to be on a day shift today, so he could get off work in the afternoon, but because Banzhuang suddenly asked for leave, he took Banzhuang's night shift, so he had to work from 8 am until 12 pm before he could go home and rest.
Since 10 pm, Apai's work began to relax, but in the cold hospital filled with the smell of disinfectant, Apai always felt more and more restless today.
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Nbsp; subconsciously, he held the buddhist plaque around his neck and recited the prayer sutra for spiritual comfort.
The empty, cold corridor was quiet, the shadows were endless, and it looked even more eerie. Apai was the only nurse on duty, holding a buddhist tablet and praying.
But before she knew it, Apai felt sleepy.
He clearly warned himself repeatedly in his heart that too many strange things had happened today. Today's hospital was unusual and must not sleep... But it was as if he had been hypnotized, and his drowsiness kept pouring in, and the eyelids of his eyes kept fighting.
Even Apai didn't know when he fell asleep.
Pa...
Pa...
In a daze, Apai heard empty footsteps in the hallway... Whoosh! A gust of extremely cold wind passed by, and Apai couldn't help but shiver. He was awakened by the wind, and he lost all sleep in an instant.
Only then did he realize that he had fallen asleep on the counter at some point.
At this time, only the dim lights of the energy saving lamp stretched out the long shadow of the corridor, and Apai finally saw the owner of the footsteps just now.
A skinny man in a patient's uniform, barefoot, was walking on the cold tiled floor. The skinny man had already passed the nurse's desk and was walking towards the staircase at the end of the corridor.
Apai was slightly taken aback.
Where did the patient come from? Why did he walk barefoot in the middle of the night without shoes on?
Aren't you afraid that the tiles are too cold?
At the same time, not sure if it was Apai's illusion, he always felt the back of the thin man in front of him, giving him some sense of familiarity, as if he had seen him somewhere.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have remembered it so deeply.
But no matter what he thought, he could not remember where he had seen her.
Apai turned left and right to look around. There were no relatives or friends with the patient in the corridor. The whole corridor was cold and quiet. Only the footsteps of the patient had been walking barefoot.
"Hey, which department are you from? Why are you walking alone in the hallway without sleeping so late?"
"Are you looking for the toilet?"
"The toilet on this floor is not over there. If you go any further, you will go up the first floor or down the stairs."
The strange thing was that no matter how much Apai shouted, the man didn't seem to hear him and didn't answer.
It was like turning a deaf ear.
Ignore it
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Apai.
Apai was a little angry, but also because a person was a little scared, he held the buddha card in his neck, ran out of the nurse platform, caught up with each other's back for a few meters, and called again to ask for identity.
I don't know if it was Apai's illusion, but the closer he got to each other, the more familiar he felt that his skinny back was.
But the barefoot patient in front of him was still walking along the corridor. As he was about to reach the staircase, Apai, who was standing in the empty, cold, long corridor, felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.
He had already sensed the strangeness of the patient in front of him, and even the air could not help but feel this oppressive and strange atmosphere.
He didn't dare to get close to him.
Whoo! Whoo! The more Apai thought about it, the colder he felt. He took a few deep breaths, forced himself to calm down, and shouted again, "Who the hell are you?"
"Speak up!"
Pa...
Pa...
The sound of footsteps on the cold tiled floor continued walking, and soon, the strange patient who did not say a word had reached the staircase and went upstairs.
Apai watched the strange patient go upstairs. He was a little scared and didn't dare to approach him. He only dared to run to the staircase and look up. As a result... Boom!
With a buzzing sound in his head, Apai was scared out of his wits.
That man's side face... It was Banzhuang who was dumped in the morgue! The expression on his face was still ferocious and terrifying, as if he had all the despair and resentment of his life.
Apai's face was drained of color. With a plop, his feet were paralyzed and he was so scared that he sat on the ground with his mouth wide open and his eyes frightened.
An endless chill rose from the bottom of his heart.
The dead fall to the ground!
Banzhuang is alive!
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Fang Zheng did not know that after he left the hospital, Apai ran into something strange. Because in the following days, the task of filming for the crew was very heavy. He followed the crew day and night to make up the scenes, replacing the original male actor scenes.
This is a complicated and time-consuming task.
Fang Zheng was at a loss, so he didn't pay much attention to the outside world these days. Instead, it was Local Tyrant, who became his secret service agent, who had been collecting strange clues about the original man and woman.
Until that day, during the break, Local Tyrant hurriedly found Fang Zheng. He had a clue! -
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