Weird Talker

"Patient No. 33," the head nurse continued without pausing, "female, [-] years old, with multiple personality disorder."

"She has three personalities. At present, all three personalities are stable, fully developed, have independent thinking modes and memories, and do not know each other's existence."

"However, a fourth personality was born recently, and its characteristics are unknown."

Unknown female patient with split personality...

In ghost games, the unknown means danger, which is nothing new.

Still no one volunteered to be in charge of Patient No. [-].

Head nurse Liu's complexion did not change at all, and continued:
"Patient No. 20, male, [-] years old..."

Head nurse Liu couldn't help but pause for a moment, and this moment of pause made everyone's hearts lift.

"He...necrophilia, no matter male or female, it is best not to let him think you are beautiful, he will kill you, he is one of the most dangerous patients in Ping An Hospital."

At this time, Xinxin suddenly smiled.

She raised her hand and said, "It's okay, I like corpses too."

Head nurse Liu gave her a strange look, and handed her the medical record of patient No. [-].

Xinxin took it and looked at it. The medical record was terribly detailed, and there was even his photo on the top left.

Qin Manjiang also glanced curiously. The man was very young, with fair skin and half-length hair. The collar of his white shirt was slightly open. He lowered his head slightly and looked up at the camera. The corners of his mouth were slightly curved , with a high nose bridge and deep-set eyes, even if he is the same sex as him, Qin Manjiang can't help but admire that this man is really good-looking.

In the column of the name, there are two words - Lian Yan.

Necrophilia...Qin Manjiang stared at the photo of the man named Lian Yan for a long time. With this man's condition, he was afraid that quite a few girls would be tempted to become his "corpse".

"So handsome..." Xinxin also stared at his photo with bright eyes, as if she had completely forgotten that she was in a horror game.

"You'd better be sober." Head nurse Liu unexpectedly reminded her aloud.

Then he looked at the last medical record and said, "Patient No. 39, female, [-] years old, body integrity identity disorder."

"She thinks her limbs are distorted and horrible, and she doesn't want to saw off her hands and feet all the time, and she has a very serious tendency to self-mutilate."

"Okay, the three of you who didn't choose, come and draw lots."

The head nurse looked at Chen Zhiyuan, Wen Liangsheng, and Jian Cunxin, and said in an orderly tone.

She shuffled the three cases behind her back, and then spread the backs upwards: "Choose, whichever you choose is whichever you choose."

Wen Liangsheng looked helplessly at the three-point case. If he could, he would not choose one.

Eventually, he took the leftmost case.

Jian Cunxin was still wearing a mask. She took the case on the far right, and left the only one in the middle for Chen Zhiyuan who seemed to be distracted.

"You are in charge of multiple personalities No. [-], Jane Cunxin."

"No. [-] self-harm, you are responsible," the head nurse looked at Chen Zhiyuan and glared at him, "Leave if you don't want to do something!"

"Walking Corpse Syndrome No. [-], here you come."

She said to Wen Liangsheng.

Wen Liangsheng did not expect that he picked the strangest looking patient, is this just luck...

"It's ten o'clock in the evening. I'll give you an hour to get used to it. The shift will change at eleven o'clock. You will take care of them. Your lounge is at the end of the corridor on the left. Don't wander around. I'll come to you in an hour."

After speaking, the head nurse Liu turned around and left without giving anyone a chance to ask questions.

"Papa..." Chen Zhiyuan suddenly slapped himself on the face twice, forced himself up, and looked at everyone: "Everyone, let's go to the lounge first, she specifically mentioned the lounge, maybe there is the only one A safe place."

Seeing that Chen Zhiyuan was adjusting his emotions, Qin Manjiang didn't plan to say anything else, otherwise he might help slap those two slaps.

"Mr. Chen...we...seem to be separated by this game on purpose." Li Daiping's voice trembled a little. Although he picked the most harmless patient, in this game, where would there be an absolutely safe choice? ?

"Well, the game lasts for seven days. From this moment on, we must pay attention to every detail, otherwise it will be irreversible in the end."

"I say……"

Qin Manjiang stood in place, turned his head and looked around: "Do you feel that the structure of this Ping An Hospital is different from that of ordinary mental hospitals?"

His words startled everyone.

"Have you seen other mental hospitals?" Chen Zhiyuan asked.

"That's right," Qin Manyi had stayed in there before, and because of this, Qin Manjiang felt strange, "Psychiatric hospitals are very special, because the patients' emotional instability, the doors and windows in hospitals are usually reinforced and sealed with safety materials." , but you see, these doors are too fragile, they can be kicked open, and the windows at the end of the corridor have no security protection."

After being told by Qin Manjiang, everyone began to look around.

Looking at it this way, there are more and more strange places.

On the wall of the aisle next to him, there are nicks left for unknown reasons, which seem to be scratched with a knife, or scratched with hands.

Moreover, the most weird thing is that the floor of this hospital is actually gray.

"You're right. The decoration of a mental hospital should be dominated by white. White can make the mood more stable and give people a bright feeling. But you see..." Chen Zhiyuan looked at the door of the ward beside him, "The door and The walls are all gray, gray is a depressing color, and the lights in the entire hospital are not pure white, but yellowish in general, yellow is a color that makes people feel restless..."

Chen Zhiyuan paused for a moment, and said his inference: "The decoration of this hospital does not seem to calm the patients' emotions, but instead stimulates them constantly."

At this time, Wen Liangsheng touched the wall of the corridor, and then smelled his fingers.

"It's a wall that was recently repainted."

he said confidently.

"It smells like blood..." After Wen Liangsheng finished speaking, Jian Cunxin, who had been wearing a mask, spoke for the first time.

Her voice made everyone turn their heads to look at her.

Without him, this voice is too penetrating!
Icy to the bone, more like a ghost than a ghost...

After finishing speaking, this Jane stretched out her hand without saying a word, and scratched a mark on the gray wall from left to right.

Everyone's pupils shrank——

Under the wall dust that she scraped off, there was blood!

All the blood that had been solidified was hidden under the fresh gray wall plaster. Wen Liangsheng's heart beat faster, and he tried to do the same as Jian Cunxin, using his nails to remove some of the wall plaster.

However, as he buckled and buckled, he suddenly felt something wrong? !
There was a faint strange smell in the air, and other outlines gradually appeared on the place where Wen Liangsheng had removed the wall dust, and the appearance of that outline was clearly——

A human face!
A woman's face!

Wen Liangsheng was so frightened that he immediately backed away, there were... no... dead bodies in the wall!

Human corpses are embedded in the walls of the hospital.