I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

Walking into the nurse's station, Lu Juan saw that the files here had been emptied, and the desktop where the computer used to be placed was also in a mess.

He sat down and closed his eyes like he was a nurse.

The night was deep, and the corridor was pitch-black, and nothing could be seen except the lights from the nurse's station, illuminating the surrounding circle.

The nurses sitting here pick up flashlights every day and patrol from the fifth floor to the first floor. Two nurses take turns, twice a night.

On a quiet night, a person was holding a flashlight and moving slowly in the corridor filled with the smell of disinfectant. At this moment, the door of the room at the end of the corridor was suddenly opened, and there was light inside. The nurse wanted to check, so she walked Go to the door, look inside the room

Lu Yi opened his eyes, not because he couldn't imagine what was in the room at the end of the corridor, but because he thought of something.

"Why do nurses have to patrol at night? The ward rounds should be over after a doctor's check. The nurses at the nurse's station should stay here in case patients call in the middle of the night. If you really want to do security work, you should let the security guards do it."

This is a private hospital that treats the rich, so it cannot afford to hire security guards.

"Or, is there any particular reason for the nurse to do this?"

Lu tripped thoughtfully, he looked under the table in the nurse's station.

It was dark there, but there seemed to be something.

He leaned down and saw a notebook between the table and the gap between the tables.

It was a notebook with a red cover, shabby and weather-beaten on the surface.

"strangeness?"

Lu Jian raised his head while picking up the notebook.

Then, he saw a pair of eyes looking at him.

It was an old man who looked to be over half a century old, but he was hale and hearty, with a kind smile.

It is a poster on the wall, most of these posters are the propaganda of the attending physician, and the one in front of the nurse station is the former dean named Zhao Gonggong. According to the above description, this dean studied medicine abroad and returned to China Later, he was hired as the dean, and he is also a highly skilled surgeon.

This poster was right in front of the nurse's station, as if the old man would monitor the people here through this photo.

But Lu Juan knew that Zhao Gongping had died at home before the hospital closed down. The cause of death was a normal heart attack. When his wife woke him up the next morning, he found that he was already completely cold.

"What is written in this notebook?"

Lu Yi lowered his head and opened the notebook with the red cover.

There are some brief records on it, similar to a nurse's on-duty diary.

It's just that some pages are dirty, as if stained with tea or ink, and there is no text, and the dates on them are intermittent, with a large span, from [-] to before the bankruptcy.

The normal on-duty record will not be like this day after day, it should be continuous.

Lu Jian felt puzzled. He felt that the surroundings were dimmed, and the sun was setting, which dimmed the light entering the hospital a bit.

At this time, Lu Jian saw that on the page he was spreading out, handwriting suddenly appeared on the blank page, as if someone was scribbling with a pen.

He stepped back a little, looking at the entanglement of messy traces on it, forming vaguely recognizable characters.

It says:

Recorder: Xu Xiao

Ask for a recommendation ticket, a monthly ticket!

===139. Footsteps behind===

"This is my first month here and my first vigil."

"I heard from the seniors that although the salary in this hospital is high, sometimes some inexplicable things happen. When eating in the cafeteria at noon, they will tell some ghost stories, which are very scary."

"But the hospital, there are always some stories about the dead. I heard it in nursing school before. It's not a big deal."

"In the evening, the other nurses were off work, leaving me and Sister Wang Ping here to watch the night. Sister Wang Ping went to bed in the middle of the night. When I went to the cafeteria to eat, I ate with Sister He. She heard that my first time Watching the night, he said to me mysteriously."

"She said that a taboo was committed during the construction of this hospital. It was originally the Caishikou in ancient times, a place where people were murdered. Now it is used to build a place to save people. There were many problems, and people died, and finally the work was completed with a living pile.”

"I asked what a living pile was, and Sister He laughed and said that for those workers who died in accidents on the construction site, the hospital directly paid a large sum of money to their families, telling them not to use the dead body, saying that the dead body had been machine-made." It was crushed, but in fact, these corpses were sealed into the foundation, and in those pillars, only in this way can the things here be suppressed, after finishing speaking, she pointed to the pillars beside me."

"Although Sister He is an old senior, she seems to have had an accident a few years ago, and sometimes she would talk nonsense later, but she is also planning to transfer to a public hospital this year, so everyone ignored her. After she finished talking, she told me again Say, say, the room at the end of the corridor on the fifth floor, don't go there during the night watch, or bad things will happen."

"I thought to myself, isn't that the utility room? Why would I go there, but without further questioning, Sister He picked up the bowl and left."

"When I returned to the nurse's station, sister Wang Ping was already asleep. I waited until the time was almost up, so I picked up the flashlight and went upstairs. They all like to take the elevator, and I like to walk and exercise."

"However, when I went upstairs, I always felt that someone was following me, but I turned around a few times and saw nothing. When I reached the fifth floor, I even heard the sound of pattering footsteps."

"Turning my head and using a flashlight to illuminate it, there was no one there, but when I looked around, I realized that there were a series of footprints on the ground behind me."

"These are not so much footprints as crawling traces. Yes, they are the traces of a child crawling on the ground. It seems that the child has dirt on his body, and the traces of crawling are also left on the floor little by little. superior."

"There are no children in the hospital. It is impossible. I don't know why. Our hospital does not have an obstetrics and gynecology department and does not deliver children, so there must be no children."

"I squatted down to see where the footprints came from, and I saw that the footprints had already passed me and crawled toward the end of the corridor."

"Most of the lights in the intensive care unit on the fifth floor have been turned off. It was pitch black at the end of the corridor. I used a flashlight to illuminate it. There was nothing but the wall at the end."

"But the footprints, step by step, staggered towards the room at the end."

"I feel a little guilty, but what if there are really children?"

"After thinking about it, I decided to take a look. After walking through several wards, I came to the room at the end of the corridor. It was strange that there was a light through the door here, and there should be no one in this room."

"Did the cleaning aunt forget to turn off the lights? When I thought of this, I opened the door and prepared to turn off the lights."

"But, I saw that there was that thing in the room at the end of the corridor."

"I was taken aback. I hurriedly closed the door and walked away as if I was running away. I didn't dare to look back, for fear that the thing would catch up. No, I have to tell Sister Wang Ping. I saw that the elevator was on the fifth floor. I pressed the elevator to open it. I also mustered up the courage to take a look at the room at the end of the corridor, only to see the door slowly open, and a shadow hovering at the door."

"The elevator door finally closed. I was so scared that my legs were weak and I couldn't think of anything. As soon as the elevator opened on the first floor, I immediately went to the nurse's station. I don't know why, but the light in the nurse's station was turned off. Maybe Miss Wang Ping thought it was too bright. Right, I turned on the light and shook Wang Ping vigorously for a long time before she woke up."

"I told her what I saw in the room at the end of the corridor on the fifth floor. She was also very surprised. She put on her clothes and prepared to go to see it with me. We took the elevator upstairs, and when we reached the fifth floor, the door of the room was closed. It took the greatest courage in my life to push open the door, and then, I found that Miss Wang Ping was gone, and the things in the room were also gone, and the place was empty, only sundries."

"I turned around and saw that the patients in the ward had disappeared. It was very strange. I didn't know what happened, so I had to go back to the nurse's station and wanted to call the police."

"But the phone didn't work. I looked outside. It was very dark and there were no stars."

"I didn't dare to go out, so I turned on the lights in the nurse's station and sat here waiting for others."

"I'm so scared, is there anyone to save me, is there anyone?"

"Can you save me?"

Lu Jian saw that the handwriting had become messy and scribbled at the end, and even the sentences were incomplete, making it impossible to read.

Sitting here, looking at these words, he suddenly felt that there was someone beside him.

It was as if the nurse who didn't know what had happened was sitting in her own chair, recording the last scene she saw bit by bit.

"Xu Xiao's record and Wang Ping's record can be matched in some parts, but they can't be matched in more places. In Wang Ping's record, Xu Xiao was already abnormal when she woke her up, but Xu Xiao's record Here, I have always been normal, and only the second time I came to the end of the corridor did I have a problem, it seems that some of the two of them have made mistakes in their records, or, what they saw is true, but there is only a deviation?"

"What's in the room at the end of the corridor?"

Lu Yi became more and more curious. According to Xu Xiao's records, the room at the end of the corridor was originally a utility room, but it seemed that there were some surprising things stored in it, and there were people guarding it. All the secrets of this hospital seemed to be there. in the room.

All the information and clues point to that room. It seems that as long as Lu Lian opens that door, all the problems will be solved, and all the answers are waiting for him there.

Rather than saying that Lu Jian was going to explore that room, it would be better to say that the room was chasing Lu Tuan, tempting him to go like the devil's whisper.

"There are still missing pages in this memo, but it seems that there is no movement for the time being. Is it necessary to take it to the corresponding place so that the records inside can emerge?"

Lu Jian immediately thought of the Sister He that Xu Xiao was talking about. According to this description, this Sister He should be He Bisong.

"The location related to her, apart from the nurse's station, is Room 502."

===140. Departments that do not exist===

Room 502 must be on the fifth floor, and the way to the fifth floor is currently only stairs.

Lu Yi returned to the hall from the nurse's station, only to find that the surrounding sky had completely darkened.

Walking to the door, he looked out the glass door.

The night was so thick that even the security duty booth not far away could not be seen. There were no stars and no moon, and the night covered everything.

Lu Jian even wondered if this place had entered some other space when the mission started.

He didn't rush out of the hospital, and the defense mission failed.

After confirming the explosives tied to the pillar, Lu Yi decided to eat something first.

He randomly found a place to sit, and took out water and compressed dry food.

People are iron and rice is steel. If you don't have enough to eat, you won't have the strength to work.

Lu Jian took a mouthful of dry food and a mouthful of water, filling his hungry stomach.

The taste of the current compressed dry food is much better than before. It is not enough to eat as a snack. The calories are a bit high, but it is not torture to satisfy the hunger normally.

While eating, Lu Yi looked at the notebook with a red cover. There were still many missing pages on it. Considering the year of the record, there was at least one missing page almost every year.

"If a missing page represents a missing person, does this hospital have a missing person every year? And all nurses?"

Lu Jian felt that there was a big problem.

Although he doesn't have any special feelings about nurse outfits, there may be someone who likes nurse outfits.

For those ordinary people who like nurse clothes, Lu Yi also needs to investigate this incident clearly.

After eating and drinking enough, Lu Jian stood up.

He walked towards the stairs, passing some consulting rooms along the way. The equipment and equipment in these consulting rooms have naturally been removed, leaving only empty rooms, illuminated by the light of the flashlight, and the mottled traces on the original white walls are fascinating.

Lu Juan passed two consultation rooms, and when he came to the door of the third consultation room, the light of the flashlight flashed by, and he found that this consultation room was a little different.

The light penetrated the broken door, illuminating the consulting room, which contained tables, chairs, and several hospital beds.

Obviously, this should be a consulting room for checking the condition of the limbs.

"Why is the table here the only one not removed?"

Lu Jian walked into the consulting room, which was very spacious, with tables and cabinets standing there, except for being a little old, there was no sign of damage.

He shined a flashlight on the table, and there was no dust on the table, as if someone had been using it all the time.