The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 569 The Ghost Hospital

So in this extremely low temperature environment, a normal child might not be able to last for so long, let alone a dying child?
Then the crying I just heard must be a hallucination.In fact, at this time the cry was gone.The whole world was eerily silent.

Ning Jian supported the wall and ran desperately to his room.

"Has my son been found? Is he still alive?"

Suddenly, a cold sentence came from behind Ning Jian.

Ning Jian suddenly turned around again, and found that the woman who had just smashed the door was standing upright at the door.Due to the backlight, Ning Jian couldn't see her face clearly, but heard her tone was terribly cold.

"Sister, your son..."

Ning Jian wanted to explain something to her, but found that there was a child standing beside the woman. The child looked like he was five or six years old. There were almost no black eyeballs in the eye sockets, and the white ones looked like Tucked in two ping pong balls.

"You...you..."

Ning Jian touched the wall with his hands, and kept hiding back.

"It was you who killed him...Are you going to pay for his life?"

Compared with the mad smashing of the door at this time, the woman is surprisingly calm, but it is even more frightening.

At this moment, Ning Jian couldn't care about anything else, he rushed out of the security door of the mortuary in fright, and ran desperately to the outpatient hall of the hospital under the dim light outside.

At this time, Ning Jian's legs were like noodles, and he would fall if he ran two steps. He didn't care about the pain in his body, and he just ran out of the hospital with all his heart.There must be something wrong here, no matter how much money he makes, he doesn't want to stay here anymore.

Ning Jian sullenly didn't know how long he had been running, when he suddenly heard someone ask him, "Has my son been found? Is he still alive?"

"what……"

Ning Jian was shocked for a moment, looked up, and found that he ran back to the door of the morgue again.

The woman led the five or six-year-old child and stood at the door with that cold expression on her face.

"Oh my God……"

Ning Jian was too frightened to speak, turned around and continued running in the opposite direction.

Originally, he was not familiar with the environment here, and now he couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north, so he just ran away at the fastest speed according to his intuition.

Fortunately, this time, he didn't encounter any other situations, and ran back to the hospital lobby smoothly.

He saw two people standing in the hall from a distance, one of them was wearing a white coat.

"Doctor... doctor... help..."

When Ning Jian saw the doctor in the hospital, he scrambled and ran over as if he had been pardoned.

The two people had their backs to him, and they turned around slowly when they heard the voice.

Ning Jian found that the person in the white coat was the female doctor he had just seen when he entered the door.And the other one was actually Lao Kangtou.

With helplessness on his face, Lao Kang said blankly: "Young man, why don't you listen to me..."

Apparently, Old Kang was saying that Ning Jian didn't listen to his warning.

The female doctor also stared at Ning Jian, with a half-smile on her face, and said, "Since you're here, don't leave..."

Ning Jian didn't understand the meaning of the female doctor's words, she told someone not to leave.

He is only focused on getting rid of that woman and that weird child who went into the morgue now.

Who knew that when Ning Jian approached the female doctor and Lao Kangtou, the light turned on slightly.He saw that the female doctor's face had become extremely charred, and her body exuded a burnt smell.

By the way, that's the taste.

Ning Jian remembered that when he first entered this hospital, he smelled a strange smell.I even suspected that the female doctor had a strange smell on her body.But at that time, various flavors were mixed together, which made him unable to distinguish them.

At this time, the smell of the female doctor was so strong that Ning Jian could smell it immediately.

This should be a burnt flavor.

At the same time, the skin on the female doctor's body began to peel off in large pieces.Even the skin of the female doctor's face was peeling off piece by piece.

Under the scorched skin, the bloody flesh was exposed.

Seeing this scene, Ning Jian was even more frightened. He almost pissed his pants in fright, opened his mouth wide, and coughed continuously from his throat, and he couldn't even shout out.

He could only turn around reluctantly, trying his best to escape from here.

As a result, the woman behind her led the child and was slowly walking towards him.

No matter how strong his mind was, he couldn't bear the shock he received tonight. Ning Jian felt his mind go blank, his body went limp, and he lost consciousness.

……

Ning Jian's narration did not describe his experience in the hospital until this point.

When he was telling this story of the past, layers of cold sweat oozed from his forehead from time to time.His face was also frighteningly white.

It's no wonder that Ning Jian is like this. What he said, let alone his personal experience, people like us who often deal with ghosts and gods, feel chills on our backs when we listen to it.

After Ning Jian finished speaking, he was a little out of breath.

I know that his vigor and spirit have not fully recovered. In addition, when he came out of that hospital, he was bullied by ghosts, his yang qi was greatly damaged, and his yin qi entered his body. He could not fully recover within three or two months.

Ning Jian took a few breaths, looked at us and asked, "Masters, what I met was a ghost, right?"

Pang Dahai smiled and said: "Otherwise, what do you think? You must have bad luck, you boy, to meet so many ghosts. You said you are doing well, why did you go to that hospital? Something happened to the hospital before, and now it's gone. Wasted, don't you know?"

Ning Jian also smiled bitterly: "Master, if I knew it was a ghost hospital, I wouldn't go there if I was killed. I go out early and come back late every day, just thinking about making more money and improving my life with grandpa. I don’t care about it, and I won’t inquire about it.”

Fat Dahai nodded: "I admire you for your filial piety to your grandfather. But then again, why didn't those ghosts kill you? If it was a ghost trapped in the hospital and met a substitute, it would be completely It can kill you, and they will be able to get away."

I thought about it, and analyzed: "I think it was Ning Jian's move that saved me..."

The fat man and Ning Jian looked at me puzzled, and Ning Jian questioned, "What did I do? What did I do?"

"It should be the bowl of wontons." I explained, "Ning Jian said that he gave that old man a bowl of wontons..."

"A bowl of wontons?" Ning Jian also recalled, and said, "But Lao Kangtou didn't take it..."

I smiled and said: "It's right not to pick it up. Because he is a ghost, and a ghost is a kind of spirit. You people and ghosts have different paths, how could he pick up your wonton? Think about it, even though you saw them , saw the female doctor, saw the old Kangtou, and saw the woman and child, did they have any substantial contact with you?"

Ning Jian shook his head: "It's really not. I saw that the old Kangtou didn't take the thermos, so I put it on the table. You said that, I really remembered, the old Kangtou's expression at that time was indeed There are changes..."

(End of this chapter)