The system is four years ahead of schedule, but Weird is still a cub.

"Is this all just a dream?" Wang Han stared at his hands blankly. He tried to relax and tighten them, back and forth several times. However, it was no different from being in a dream. He could feel the touch and it was so real.

But it does make sense to say that those were "dreams".

First was Shen Ge’s dream of “dissecting” a corpse. Such a bloody and horrifying scene was so hard for Wang Han to believe that a child could have created such a scene.

The second thing was the broken limbs and arms in the operating room. He had worked in the hospital for several years, and even in the morgue, there would be no such scene. This was more like a scene that could only be seen in a slaughterhouse.

The last and most crucial point is that Wang Han clearly fell off a cliff, but not only did he survive, his injuries were completely healed the next day. This is obviously unconscionable.

Not to mention that in the village at the foot of the mountain, they met Ma Chao, who had a dead face the whole time, and the other party could eat those rotten things without blinking an eye.

"Are you okay?" Ma Chao asked.

Wang Han rubbed his forehead with one hand and waved his hand with the other: "I... I'm fine, maybe I'm too tired, I'll be fine after a rest."

"Then ask the principal for leave and don't exhaust yourself. Our hospital is quite special. If any problems arise due to the influence of the patients, it's best to rest for a while," Ma Chao suggested.

Wang Han nodded: "Okay."

Ma Chao asked the nurse to examine Wang Han, and after making sure that he was not seriously injured, he left the ward with everyone else.

Wang Han lay on the hospital bed, staring blankly at the white ceiling and the white energy-saving lamps, as if he was still wondering whether this was a dream or reality.

"Is it really all just a dream?" Recalling the scenes in his dream, Wang Han really could no longer distinguish between reality and dreams.

"Huh, it seems that it is just as Ma Chao said. I have been too tired recently. I should talk to the dean tomorrow and ask for a long vacation to rest." Wang Han murmured.

Although he couldn't tell whether the previous experience was reality or a dream, Wang Han had indeed been tossing and turning for the entire night and was mentally exhausted.

He soon felt sleepy as he stared at the ceiling, and fell into a deep sleep. In his daze, he vaguely heard someone calling his name.

The voice sounded very familiar, a man's voice and a woman's voice. The former sounded a bit like Shen Ge, but not the voice of a ten-year-old child, more like an adult. The latter... the other person's voice was very familiar to him, but he couldn't remember who it was.

When Wang Han was sleeping soundly, he suddenly felt a cold wind blowing, as if a cold dagger was scraping across his neck, waking him up from his dream.

"Zizz, sizzle."

Wang Han opened his eyes. The ceiling was still the same white ceiling, but the white energy-saving light was a little dimmer and flickered slightly a few times as if the voltage was unstable.

Wang Han suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, because when he saw those horrific scenes before, it was after the lights started flickering.

At this moment, Wang Han suddenly felt the bed shaking slightly and making a creaking sound. It seemed that something was crawling under the bed, making a rustling sound.

The empty ward was eerily quiet. These tiny sounds seemed to be infinitely amplified. Wang Han suddenly felt uneasy and panicked.

Wang Han subconsciously reached out to press the red switch on the bedside to contact the nurse at the front desk and the doctor on duty, but after pressing it several times, the switch did not respond.

"anyone there?"

"Hey!"

"Someone is coming!"

Wang Han shouted a few times, but not only the ward, but even outside was quiet. There was no response. Only the rustling sound of crawling under the bed could be heard.

"Who?"

"who is it?"

A few minutes later, Wang Han felt that the temperature in the ward had dropped inexplicably. He shivered involuntarily because of the cold and subconsciously pulled the quilt over himself and wrapped himself up.

This feeling was so weird, as if he was thrown into an ice cellar. The terrifying reality once again told Wang Han that this was not a dream!

Wang Han was so scared that he shrank into the quilt, praying that someone would come into the ward to check on him. But at this time, the noise under the bed became louder and louder. Even though he was hiding in the quilt, he felt a cold wind blowing over his ears, neck, back of the neck... as if there was a cold person lying behind him, brushing his body with his fingers.

"call."

"call."

Wang Han felt his breathing becoming rapid, and the fear rising from the bottom of his heart was gradually engulfing his consciousness.

Wang Han had originally wrapped the quilt tightly, but at this moment he suddenly felt a biting chill on his back, and the quilt gradually bulged, as if there was another person there.

Wang Han turned his head nervously, and then he saw a pale, wrinkled face that looked like an old man in his eighties or nineties.

He had seen this face several times, once under the bed in Shen Ge's ward, and once in a pot in the village at the foot of the mountain in his dream...

"what--"

"what!!!"

Wang Han screamed and jumped up from the bed. The bed was not big, and he fell off the bed in his excited struggle.

Then he looked at the bed in horror, but strangely, there was nothing on the bed, as if the old man had never appeared.

"How can this be……"

Although the old man was gone, Wang Han didn't dare to stay in the ward any longer and rushed to the door.

Boom!
Wang Han was about to rush to the door when he suddenly heard a loud noise coming from the door, as if someone was hitting the door with a hammer. He was so scared that he braked suddenly and sat down on the ground.

"Who?"

"anyone there?"

Wang Han got up nervously. He felt his feet trembling. He walked to the door carefully, opened it a crack, and looked out.

The corridor was pitch black. The door of the room was opened a crack, and the light from inside the room shone out, illuminating a pool of melted meat sauce. In the meat sauce were a few eyeballs, staring straight at Wang Han inside the door.

"what--"

Boom!
Wang Han was so scared that he closed the door tightly and held it tightly, fearing that the monster behind the door would break in.

"Dream, this is all a dream."

"It's an illusion. It's definitely not real. Everything is an illusion."

“Hallucination, hallucination!”

"You can't scare me!"

Wang Han suddenly shouted loudly, and it was unclear whether he was cheering himself up or hypnotizing himself to accept that all this was a dream and an illusion.

After a while, Wang Han stood up again and slowly opened the door. With a sharp sound, the door was opened. Outside was a dark corridor without a single light. It was terribly quiet. The meat paste and eyes were gone, as if everything was really an "illusion".

"It is indeed an illusion. It is an illusion." Wang Han said to himself, as if to convince himself firmly that it must be an illusion.

"Hey."

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded behind Wang Han, scaring him so much that he screamed and jumped aside. He turned around for fear of seeing the terrifying old man again, and subconsciously raised his hands to cover his face.

What he saw was a ten-year-old child sitting beside the hospital bed, swinging his feet in boredom. It was Shen Ge who had "disappeared" in his dream before.

However, this Shen Ge was different from the Shen Ge Wang Han had seen before. He was no longer skinny as he had been after months of hunger strike. Instead, he looked like a normal ten-year-old child, but his face was pale and bloodless, and he was looking at him with a "playful" expression.

"Shen, Shen Ge?" Wang Han called out tentatively.

He was already frightened, and was really afraid that while he was talking to the child in front of him, the child would suddenly turn into that scary old man and scare him again.

"Do you want to leave here?" Shen Ge asked.

you still need to ask?

Wang Han nodded without any hesitation.

"I'll take you out." Shen Ge jumped off the bed, walked to the door and said.

Wang Han hesitated and asked, "You?"

He wants to say that you are a ten-year-old child, and a "patient" under strict supervision. You are already in a difficult situation, so how can you take him out?
Shen Ge nodded affirmatively: "Of course, do you believe me?"

Wang Han was about to complain, "Where do you get your confidence from?", but his brain seemed to be out of control and he nodded as if the person talking to him was not a ten-year-old child, but an old friend whom he trusted very much.

"Follow me, don't get lost." Shen Ge said as he opened the door and walked out.

Wang Han quickly followed: "Wait for me."

Nothing could be seen in the dark corridor. It was so quiet that one could only hear Shen Ge counting "one step, two steps, three steps", as if he wanted Wang Han to follow him accurately.

"Where are we going? And why is this place like this? Where are the doctors and nurses?" Wang Han asked.

The strange thing was that he clearly lowered his voice, obviously only wanting Shen Ge to hear it, but his words echoed in the silent corridor, as if he had shouted very loudly and created an echo.

Wang Han was so scared that he shut up immediately. Shen Ge did not answer his question, but continued to count and walked forward. After walking for a few minutes, he said, "Go to the right, be careful of the stairs."

Wang Han was stunned for a moment and subconsciously turned to the right, but he didn't react and tripped over the stairs. He fell down several steps. In a panic, Shen Ge pulled him up and he touched the iron railing, and then he stabilized his body, but he also fell and grimaced.

"Where are we going?" Wang Han asked, enduring the pain.

He thought Shen Ge would take him directly out of the inpatient department and into the yard outside, but he didn't expect that the other party seemed to want to take him downstairs.

You have to know that there is nothing on the underground floor except a morgue.

"Follow me." Shen Ge didn't explain, but just asked Wang Han to follow him and continue walking down.

At this moment, Wang Han missed the ward very much. Although the light flashed from time to time, at least there was light. But now he was on the pirate ship and had to continue to follow.

Wang Han followed Shen Ge to the underground first floor. The strange thing was that there were no lights on the first floor, but the corridor lights on the underground first floor were on. However, the light was very dim, and he could faintly hear the "sizzling" sound of electricity, as if it would go out at any time.

Not far ahead, there was a red indicator light hanging outside a room with the words "Mortuary" written on it. The font was also red, and it looked exactly like the "operating room" I had seen before. It was slowly melting like blood.

Wang Han swallowed subconsciously and asked nervously: "Shen Ge, what are we doing in... a place like this?"

Shen Ge looked back at him, his ten-year-old face full of "joking" and asked with a smile: "Are you afraid?"

Wang Han was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly: "You are a child and you are not afraid, but I am an adult and I am afraid... Well, I am a little scared. There is something strange here, let's not go in, let's go back and leave this damn place."

Wang Han was defeated under Shen Ge's teasing gaze, and could only sigh and tell the truth, but Shen Ge just said lightly: "Wang Han, think about it carefully, these... You should not be afraid, you should be used to it, you can remember it."

"What do you mean?" Wang Han asked puzzledly.

Shen Ge said nothing, but just pushed open the door of the morgue. With a "creak", the door slowly opened to both sides.

The space inside was not big. There were metal cabinets embedded in the walls on both sides. There were more than a dozen beds in the middle, with some corpses covered with white cloth.

There was only a dim white light on in the middle of the room, and the whole room was filled with eeriness and horror, which frightened Wang Han so much that he froze.

Shen Ge walked into the morgue, pulled out a chair from the side, stood in front of the first corpse covered with a white cloth and looked at Wang Han: "Come in, what are you standing there for?"

Wang Han was about to cry. Even though it was embarrassing that he was not as brave as a ten-year-old kid, but at a time like this, people were almost numb with fear. Who would care about face?
"Then, I, I won't go in." Wang Han refused decisively.

Shen Ge asked: "Don't you want to know who he is?"

"Ah?" Wang Han was stunned for a moment. Obviously, judging from what Shen Ge said, the corpse under the white cloth should be someone he knew or had seen before.

Could it be that old man again?
Wang Han swallowed, suppressed the fear in his heart, and approached the bed cautiously. However, Shen Ge did not waste time and directly pulled open the white cloth.

"what!"

Wang Han screamed subconsciously, but when he saw the face of the corpse clearly, he was stunned, because that was not the scary old man, but... Ma Chao.

"Ma Chao? This, this, how could this happen?" Wang Han couldn't believe what he saw, because he had seen Ma Chao just before going to bed, how could he die overnight.

"Do you want to know how he died?" Shen Ge asked.

Before Wang Han had the time to refuse, Shen Ge took out a scalpel from somewhere and inserted it directly into Ma Chao's chest, then cut open his entire stomach.

"vomit--"

When Wang Han saw the bloody scene, he couldn't help but vomited. However, after vomiting for a long time, he felt that there was nothing in his stomach, so he could only keep dry heaving and spit out some saliva.

"You, what are, doing..." Wang Han was going crazy. He couldn't understand how a ten-year-old child could be so interested in anatomy.

Shen Ge continued to use the scalpel to cut open Ma Chao's intestines. Then he picked up a black worm that was actually alive and wriggling. "Does it look familiar?"

Wang Hanqiang suppressed the churning in his stomach and looked at the insect. Suddenly, he had a sense of déjà vu. He suddenly remembered that this was the pot of thing he saw in the cupboard at Ma Chao's house.

Shen Ge could tell from his expression that he must have remembered. He jumped off the chair and walked to the second bed. He held the white cloth in his hand and said, "It seems that you have remembered. Then... you will definitely be more interested in this corpse."

"?"

Under Wang Han's puzzled gaze, Shen Ge pulled off the white cloth of the second bed. When Wang Han saw the face of the corpse clearly, he was completely stunned.

Because that was none other than him... Wang Han! (End of this chapter)