This actor is full of tricks.

Ward 7 was a double room. He Ping's bed was near the window, and the middle bed was empty. The room was in a mess, with signs of vandalism everywhere. The remaining patient in the room was huddled in a corner, trembling with fear.

Upon seeing the doctor enter, the patient reacted as if he had seen a savior: "Doctor, this new doctor has suddenly gone mad! Take him away quickly!"

"We don't want to share a hospital room with a madman!"

The patient was a young man. Lin Jue glanced at the information sheet at the foot of the bed. The patient's surname was Zhao.

This reminded him of the ghost story He Ping had told him when they first met. He Ping had said that he was staying in a three-person ward and that there was a young man surnamed Wang in the ward.

Later, the patient surnamed Wang felt that someone was following him, and eventually died in the ward.

It seems that not long after this patient died, the doctors and nurses in the hospital started to act abnormally, and He Ping also became Qin Lang's test subject.

But now the patient's surname is Zhang. However, Lin Jue doesn't think He Ping was lying back then, because He Ping once said that he was transferred to a regular ward after his condition improved in the intensive care unit. It's possible that after He Ping fell ill this time, he was taken from this ward to the intensive care unit, and then the ghost story started to happen.

After that, the doctors and nurses in the hospital started acting strangely, and the entire hospital became like a hellish place.

But even now, Lin Jue hasn't found any way to save his life. Relying solely on Xiao Qiu, this E-level anomaly, is definitely not enough. He must find a more powerful helper as soon as possible.

For example, number 1.

While Lin Jue was pondering, the doctor and nurse rushed towards He Ping. He Ping was now like a frightened bird, full of hostility towards everything, and kept throwing whatever was at him at the doctor and nurse.

In this state, doctors and nurses had no way to get close, let alone give He Ping a sedative.

A nurse cried out in pain as a cup hit her in the corner of her eye, and blood immediately began to flow.

Upon seeing blood, He Ping's condition worsened. His hair became disheveled, and he looked like a demon crawling out of hell, full of aggression. He pounced on a doctor, pinned him down, and snatched the tranquilizer from the doctor's hand, stabbing it hard into the doctor's chest.

If the doctor hadn't reacted quickly and blocked it with his hand, the needle would have pierced his chest.

"He's gone mad! He's gone mad! He's really gone mad!" Zhang, the patient, shouted. This guy was also a mental patient, but his reaction was completely unlike that of a normal person.

He Ping pulled out the syringe, as if he were holding a knife and wanted to stab the doctor again.

"He Wen!" Lin Jue shouted loudly at this moment.

The name of his daughter made He Ping's body tremble violently, and his eyes regained a brief clarity as he looked up in the direction where Lin Jue was.

Taking advantage of the moment, the doctor shoved He Ping aside, hurriedly got up, and prepared to subdue him.

"Let me handle this. Dr. Zhao and I treated him this morning." Lin Jue hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "You two go out and get him bandaged first. I have a way to calm him down."

The doctor was taken aback and recognized Lin Jue as the intern who was following behind Zhao Yin. He hesitated for a moment, then helped the nurse with blood flowing from her eye out and left. As they left, he also dragged the patient surnamed Wang out with him.

Now only He Ping and Lin Jue remain in the ward.

He Ping slumped to the ground, his pupils blankly following Lin Jue's movements. Lin Jue walked up to him, squatted down, and said softly, "He Ping, I know your daughter."

"Her name is He Wen, and she should be just ten years old now."

"It's you! You kidnapped my daughter!" He Ping reached out and grabbed Lin Jue's neck. Lin Jue reacted quickly, punching He Ping's wrist, then closing in and subduing him in an instant. Although his strength had disappeared in this script, his fighting skills remained. He Ping was now just an ordinary person, and he could easily subdue him.

“Look closely, am I that guy in the hat?” Lin Jue reached out and pinched He Ping’s cheek, forcing the crazed He Ping to stare at him: “That guy is dead. Your daughter was taken away by a good man and is doing very well now. She has trustworthy friends and family.”

Lin Jue revealed some information, which, although it couldn't change the reality, allowed him to get closer to He Ping as he is now.

He Ping looked bewildered, unsure if he had listened or not, but his demeanor had clearly begun to stabilize; at least he didn't act rashly like before.

However, the next moment, Lin Jue saw the other person's pupils suddenly shrink and jump violently up and down, an expression that only appears when a person is in extreme fear.

"Don't talk to me! Don't talk to me!"

"I know nothing about the Fog Zone, I know nothing about the Mist Child!"

He Ping suddenly clutched his head, his whole body trembling, as if he had heard some extremely terrifying sound.

Lin Jue could also clearly sense that the atmosphere around him was a bit off, and a faint, elusive aura was invading his mind.

This suddenly reminded him of something He Ping had mentioned when talking about He Wen.

He Wen was born with an eye disease, but her hearing was very sensitive. However, on the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, He Wen suddenly said that she heard some strange noises.

Lin felt that He Wen heard a sound from the dense fog area, and that He Wen had already affected He Ping, causing some problems for the latter as well.

"Could it be that He Ping actually heard the sounds from the foggy area back then, but concealed them from me when he recounted them?"

This time, Lin Jue didn't use any force. He gently turned He Ping's face around and said, "There's no one else here, only me, and no other sounds."

"He Ping, relax and look at everything clearly. This is all your hallucination. But you need to tell me what you heard, and I will convey your condition to your attending physician."

His words seemed to have an effect, and He Ping's emotions gradually calmed down, but his pupils remained very small, like a black grain of rice.

Something is wrong!
But soon, Lin Jue noticed something was wrong, because He Ping's pupils continued to shrink, almost disappearing, and he heard ominous whispers in his ear.

The whispers swirled around him, stimulating every nerve in his body. At the same time, the pupils in He Ping's eyes disappeared completely, leaving only a patch of white. Beneath this white patch, black threads began to reappear, tangling in He Ping's eyes and quickly filling them completely.

The next moment, all the whispers in Lin Jue's ears turned into piercing screams, like the howls of ten thousand ghosts.

"Do you really want to know what I said?" He Ping's expression turned strange, his eyes, woven with black threads, staring intently at Lin Jue.

At that moment, it seemed as if something had taken over his body.

No, it's because something has taken over his mind, because Lin Jue's question was about what He Ping heard, but now He Ping is saying "what I said!"
It was the owner of that voice in the dense fog!

"I am the source of the curse, the source of misfortune and chaos."

"A calamity born of delusion." (End of Chapter)