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Chapter 77 The Non-Existent Negative Three-Floor Morgue (3K! Please Subscribe!)
All six medical record bags were opened by Jiang Tong and spread out on the desk in order.

But the content was completely beyond his expectation.

Fat Doctor was also one of the victims of the infectious disease, and was the only one on record who recovered!

And Patient 0 is Patient X, the target of the main task!
Sure enough, Patient X died a long time ago and was sealed up in the morgue on the third floor.

I didn't expect the answer to come so easily.

Jiang Tong was a little surprised. Now he only needs to go to the morgue and find the corpse of patient X to complete the main task and end the dungeon!
But the remark about Patient X surprised him a bit.

The others had symptoms of lethargy, but Patient X did not.

And contact is strictly prohibited, so the seriousness of infectivity is self-evident.

So now it seems that those breathing sounds in the closed doors of the departments are all made by infected people, and the hospital keeps spraying strong disinfectant water to cover up the rotten smell on them.

However, this 'infectious disease' should be under control, so the fat doctor is cured, and other doctors are normal during the day, and the onset of lethargy only occurs at night.

But the answer appeared too simple, which made Jiang Tong more cautious.

So Jiang Tong's hand was covered with a layer of blood, and he picked up the previous pixel file without any scruples about the consumption of ghost energy.

The missing text above has been filled in, and the distorted pixel edges have returned to normal.

"Is there a weirdness hidden among the interns? Has caused a large number of patients to die? What Doctor Fatty said just now seems to have another meaning."

"Today I overheard the conversation of a few nurses. It seems that the dean said to let them transport all these corpses to the morgue on the third floor. This is too strange, very strange!"

"Cough cough cough, it's too bad, there seems to be something wrong with my body, why can I always see those empty people, and there is a bad smell on my body, fortunately, it can be covered up with disinfectant, and other people should not notice it. Hope to get well soon."

"Those faces! Those faces! Who are they! Who am I? What the hell am I! Why me! I'm running away! Something is wrong with this hospital! I'm running away from here! They call me Patient X, WRONG! WRONG !"

Jiang Tong frowned.

Obviously, this is Patient X's diary!
A sentence that was completely erased before also appeared in the diary, and the code name of patient X appeared in it.

Even at the end, Jiang Tong could feel patient X's hysteria and panic through the words.

"What did this guy see? A human face? Wrong? What's wrong?"

Put the doubts in your heart into your stomach.

Jiang Tong looked at the time, it was already 12:40, the medical record room was not big, except for a few rows of medical record shelves, there was nothing extra.

So he decides to leave, no matter what happens to Patient X.

To find his body first.

Negative third floor morgue.

Gotta go there first!
After making up his mind, Jiang Tong put the medical records back on the shelf. The ghost of writing is dead, and the strange smell on the documents still exists, but it is dissipating rapidly.

A large amount of rotten musty smell began to permeate the inside of the medical record room.

It seems that it is as weird as a pixel, and its own smell is a rotten lesion.

However, just when Jiang Tong was about to leave.

Suddenly footsteps sounded in the corridor.

"Kick, kick, kick."

"Someone is coming!" Jiang Tong's expression changed immediately.

The owner of the footsteps was heavy and fast, not the gatekeeper, but a taller person.

"Damn it! It's so late, and someone from the hospital came here to check the medical record room!"

But footsteps came to the door in an instant.

In the next second, the door of the case room was pushed open.

"Doctor Fatty, it's really hard for you to come to check up at such a late hour."

The gatekeeper's laughing voice echoed in the corridor.

However, his eyes glanced nervously at the inside of the opened medical case room.

After realizing that there was no figure of that damned intern, he was slightly relieved.

Fat Doctor didn't pay attention to the gatekeeper's fawning at all.

After pushing open the door, I saw that the medical case room was pitch black, and everything was still the same as the last time I came to inspect it.

There was a rotten smell in the air that made him sick.

Turning back to the gatekeeper, he asked, "Why is the key on the door?"

"Well... well, I open the medical case room every night. Tonight, because I ate something bad, I took a long time to go to the toilet. Because the labor pain came on a little urgently, I forgot to take the key away."

Fat Doctor kept an eye on the gatekeeper.

The latter held his eyes tightly and did not dodge.

That kid has already left, as long as I insist on forgetting the key, even if I am a doctor, I cannot be fired for it.

The two didn't notice at all.

As the door opened, a darkness that merged with the shadow quickly swept along the corridor towards the stairwell.

Gynecology clinic.

Jiang Tong quietly pushed open the door, the light inside was on, and the small note he had placed in advance slipped silently through the crack of the door.

No one ever came in.

Fortunately, Dr. Fatty didn't come to the gynecology clinic first, otherwise his excuse would not be the same as that of the gatekeeper.

"It seems that the excuse of diarrhea is too easy to overturn! Next time, I have to find a more reliable one."

Put the toilet paper back in the cabinet.

Jiang Tong flipped through the patient's detailed form, holding a pen in one hand and dragging his chin with the other, making research papers, and casually placed the badge on the desk.

These details are all expressing that I, Jiang Tong, have been here all along, and have not gone anywhere.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Please come in!"

"Oh, it's Doctor Fat." Hearing the knock on the door, Jiang Tong raised his head.

The person who came in was the fat doctor who had a thrilling face-to-face meeting in the medical record room just now.

"Dr. Jiang, thank you for your hard work. You are still studying the patient's condition at such a late hour." Doctor Fatty opened the door and walked into the gynecology clinic.

"Hehe, it's okay, just take a look."

"It's a good thing to work hard. By the way, where is the nurse Chang Yun I asked to accompany you on duty?"

After staring at it for a while, Doctor Fatty put on a stiff smile on his face, and a voice came from his abdomen.

"She's not feeling well. I asked her to go back to rest in advance. She should be fine, right?" Jiang Tong didn't panic at all. These reasons had already been made up in advance.

And it's just a fact.

Doctor Fatty, as the master of gynecology in the Underworld Hospital, must know better than Jiang Tong.

All lies must be based on real events.

In this way, true and false are mixed together, so that people will not see through.

"So that's how it is. Doctor Jiang is really considerate. It's late, so you should go back and rest. It's time for shift change." Fat Doctor still had a faint smile on his thin face.

The bloated abdomen was slightly swollen, and weird tones were constantly coming from it.

Jiang Tong couldn't help but think of the description recorded in the medical record.

Fat doctor, lethargy, abdominal edema, special habit, onset at midnight, has been cured.

And in the diary of patient X, that sentence: Doctor Fat seems to have a bigger belly today.

Furthermore, no matter how you say it, it is impossible for the current fat doctor to be related to the one-faced talent on the hospital notice.

"Is it possible that after the infectious disease is cured, there will be sequelae?"

"Did the dead baby in his stomach exist before, or did it appear after he got sick? It is most likely the latter. It seems that the methods used by Ren'ai Hospital to treat infectious diseases are not normal."

Jiang Tong didn't show his face, and when he heard Doctor Fatty's words, he nodded and pretended to be stunned: "Does the time pass so fast? That good Doctor Fatty, I'll take over my shift. I'm going back to rest."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Tong didn't write any ink, closed the medical form, put down his pen, and prepared to leave.

Ignoring Doctor Fatty's gaze, he walked towards the door.

But before leaving the department.

The fat doctor behind him suddenly stopped him.

"Doctor Jiang!"

Jiang Tong stopped suddenly.

Without turning around immediately, Doctor Fatty's invisible eyes were full of blood, and Jiang Tong's repressed killing intent was about to overflow.

He was already planning to quickly kill Fat Doctor, and then rush directly to the morgue on the third floor to find the corpse of patient X, thus clearing the dungeon process.

However, the last few paragraphs of Patient X's diary always made Jiang Tong feel that this copy is still strange.

He didn't want to have a showdown.

There are advantages and disadvantages to brute force cracking a copy.

But all in all, less fun.

Besides, the president of Ren'ai Hospital, who has been hiding between the lines, is also on Jiang Tong's heart.

in one copy.

A weird name that is mentioned repeatedly but never appears.

Often it may be the final boss.

"You forgot to take your badge."

Jiang Tong's eyes returned to normal, he turned around, reached out to pick up his badge, and patted his forehead.

"Look at me, I have a really bad memory."

Doctor Fatty still had a strange smile on his face, staring at Jiang Tong's face, and spoke slowly.

"Doctor Jiang, have you been out tonight? I seem to smell a faint stench."

Jiang Tong was instantly surprised.

"Damn it, you're too powerful, Doctor Fatty, you've discovered all of this. You're worthy of being a master of gynecology! I went to shit just now! My nose is really good!"

"Speaking of which, my stomach hurts again, Doctor Fatty, let's talk tomorrow!"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Tong ignored Doctor Fatty and walked out of the consultation room.

Doctor Fatty looked at the empty door after Jiang Tong left.

He was really not sure, because the smell on Dr. Jiang's body was too weak.

"Maybe really went to shit."

……

This time, Jiang Tong didn't stop at the door of any consulting room, and walked directly to the elevator entrance.

After making sure that there is no damn fat doctor who is lingering behind him.

He stepped into the elevator.

"Minus three...huh?"

Just as Jiang Tong was about to take the elevator directly to the third floor, he discovered a problem.

He finally knew that in Patient X's diary, he said that he heard the nurses send the corpse to the morgue on the third floor, but Patient X wrote down the strange, very strange meaning.

Ren'ai Hospital doesn't have a negative third floor at all!

On the button in the elevator, there are only -2 to 18!

"Why don't you go to the second floor first? Maybe there will be clues, but now that it's past the duty time for the main task, and I was found wandering around the second floor in the middle of the night, it's hard to prevaricate it by relying on the status of an intern."

Jiang Tong thought quickly.

If he could directly go to the negative third floor, then he could take a gamble directly.

Now comes the problem.

If you gamble again, the risk outweighs the benefit.

What's more, now that the truth is gradually approaching, Jiang Tong is more and more aware of the thrill of solving puzzles, and he is a little immersed in it.

At this time, footsteps sounded again in the corridor.

Listening to the footsteps may be a fat doctor, it may be a nurse, or it may be other weirdness out of the onset!

So Jiang Tong decisively pressed the sixth floor.

(End of this chapter)