death of hope

Chapter 888: Wild Growth (303) Nightmare

New Sapporo Medical University Second Affiliated Hospital,
Emergency Surgery Inpatient Department,
Because medical expenses are too expensive, most wards are empty, and there are only four people working the night shift tonight;
One doctor and three nurses.

It was already late at night, and the doctor did not go out to inspect the wards, but instead hid in the cleaning warehouse to flirt with a nurse, making giggling noises from time to time.

This is obviously against professional ethics. The other two nurses pretended not to know. They are colleagues and see each other every day. If they report and expose each other, it will become very tiring to go to work.

So the two nurses also played badly, leaning on the sofa in the duty room, holding their tablets and watching live broadcasts to kill time.
A self-media blogger with the account ID "LadiesMan217" (Women's Friends 217) was secretly filming and live-streaming a gang fight in the city.

In the camera, bullets were flying everywhere, burning cars were exploding continuously, and corpses were strewn all over the road. The scene was truly outrageous, as if it was a Hollywood blockbuster.

The two nurses were discussing while eating melon seeds, why the New Sapporo News Channel did not report this big news. There must be complicated interests of various groups behind it.

Suddenly the screen went black, the live broadcast room lost signal, and a line of small words appeared on the player interface:
“ERROR 404: This live broadcast room is suspected of spreading negative energy information. The anchor’s account has been permanently banned. If you find similar behavior, please report it actively.”

A nurse stretched and yawned and said, "What a bummer! Let's watch another channel."

"There are no good programs at this time."

Another nurse stretched out her finger and swiped across the tablet screen, switching between several live broadcast rooms, some selling alcohol and some selling cosmetics.
Just as the two were yawning and feeling sleepy due to boredom, they suddenly heard a bang outside the door, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground.

The two nurses were no longer sleepy, looked at each other, and couldn't help laughing.

It was the middle of the night, and the patients and their accompanying family members were all asleep. Needless to say, it must have been the doctor on duty and another nurse who were "exercising" vigorously in the cleaning warehouse, knocking over the mop or trash can, making the noise.

"Tsk tsk, those two are so shameless! They actually took advantage of the night shift to do such a shameful thing!"

"Look how jealous you are. Are you jealous?"

"What envy! Doctor Martin is just a greasy bald guy. My boyfriend is much more handsome than him!"

"Then why don't you let your boyfriend accompany you~"

"That won't do. What if I get seduced by a little vixen like you?!"

"Hahaha! How can a handsome guy like me even though I'm so ugly?"

·
Just as the two nurses were teasing each other, the door of the duty room was gently pushed open.
A tall and strong masked man walked up behind them and hit each of them on the back of the head with the butt of a gun, knocking them unconscious. He then tied the two nurses tightly to the chairs with ropes and sealed their mouths with tape.

"It's done, come in."

Several other masked men walked into the duty room, shone their flashlights on the floor fire diagram on the wall, and talked in low voices:

"Where is bed number 15... Found it. It's the second bed on the west corner. It's a deluxe single room."

"According to the intelligence sent by the spies, the young master of the Shanwang Society seems to care a lot about this little girlfriend. He has left a lot of people guarding the door of the ward. If you want to break in, you may have to fight with them."

"Be careful, the people in the Sanwang Society are all ruthless people."

"Don't worry. Sanwang will have a decisive battle with the Kyokushin Group tonight. Most of their personnel must have been transferred away, and only one or two will remain."

"I hope that's the case. Let's go over there quickly~" "I say... Doctor."

"What's wrong?"

"We are only good at dealing with mortals, but we can't deal with gods."

"Don't beat around the bush. What exactly do you want to say?"

"I heard that the psychic gifted person is very powerful. What if she wakes up?"

"Hehe, that little girl is really amazing. She might be the most gifted person in history. Otherwise, she wouldn't be on my mind~
However, in the final round of the trial by combat, she was stabbed and her intestines were pulled out. She was seriously injured and unable to exert her full strength.

So don't worry, she is very weak now and probably still in a coma. Even if she wakes up, I have a way to deal with her."

"Well, if you can't handle the witch, we'll shoot her."

"Idiot! I paid you to come here... not to kill people! Remember! You must capture them alive! They are my precious experimental materials! They are the hope for the advancement of human psychic research!"

"Uh, well…what about the others besides her?"

"As long as you don't touch my precious materials, I won't mind even if you kill all the doctors, nurses and patients in this hospital and the entire block."

"Look at what you said. We are here to make money to support our families, not to kill people."

"Then stop asking questions and focus on your work! When you're done, I'll double your pay!"

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Inside Ward 15;

A pair of deep silver-gray eyes suddenly opened, and Jinguji Takashi woke up from a nightmare, covered in cold sweat.

He dreamed of a strong scarred veteran being riddled with bullets, and a beautiful housewife in an apron being roasted into charcoal by flames.

The scene was simply too horrific, and what made him even more desperate was yet to come.
His sister, Jinguji Yuna, was tied to a huge wooden cross with thick hemp ropes. A group of demons holding swords and steel forks were grinning evilly at her. One of them raised a steel fork and stabbed at her...

(Stop! Don’t touch my sister!)
Jinguji Takashi stood up suddenly, and with the help of the faint light of the night light, he saw his sister's delicate face under the oxygen mask.

The life support equipment was beeping, and all vital signs were normal. Jinguji Takashi was trembling, feeling his pounding heart, and he let out a long sigh:

(Huh... Fortunately, she is fine...

Why do I keep having nightmares recently? I always dream about that scarred old soldier and the tragic death of that blonde young woman in an apron...

Who are they? Am I losing some piece of my memory?
And... this time even Yuna...

The demons ripped her apart...

Fortunately, that’s not true…)
He thought to himself in this way to comfort himself.