Strange game designer

Fear penetrated from every pore of Old Sao, his eyes were fixed on the screen, and he held his breath involuntarily, for fear of being heard by those on the screen.

The front building of Lishan Hospital was overcrowded, but the video recorder could not capture them; the back building was empty, but the video footage showed it was packed with people.

"Why is this happening?"

This was the first time since he was born that Lao Sao thought so hard. His brain was about to smoke, and he couldn't come to a conclusion.

"What did you see?" As soon as Su Mo opened his mouth, Lao Sao quickly made a silent gesture and backed away little by little.

After he was far away from the room, he shared the footage captured by the video camera with several other people.

"The back building of the hospital may be more lively than what we saw. People who can't be captured by the cameras in the front building are not necessarily ghosts. Those captured in the back building are definitely not people anyway." Lao Sao said with a wry smile: "It really makes people happy. The fastest way to ignore bad news is to hear even worse news."

"Compared with that, I'm more curious about why Situ An's photos are here? The back building of the hospital is decorated the same as the mourning hall, and the whole thing is pale white."

A few people were discussing with each other, and Xuan Wen, who was standing next to the ventilation duct, suddenly interrupted: "Since the rules in the front building and the back building are different, can we take away one or two shoes? When you encounter the ghost on the front floor, throw the person on the back floor’s shoes out.”

After hearing Xuan Wen's words, Lao Sao and Su Mo were a little confused.

"ah?"

There is an invisible person standing on each shoe. Throwing the shoe is equivalent to throwing the "person" out and using it as a weapon.

In the video footage, everyone was quietly worshiping Situ An. Xuan Wen sneaked closer to the room and selected a pair of more beautiful women's shoes with bows.

Xuan Wen seemed to be able to see the owner of the women's shoes. She waved her hand in the air first, then picked up the shoes and walked outside.

Her movements were so fast, not to mention several students, she didn't even notice the shoes of other worshipers Situ An in the room.

"Let's go! Let's go quickly!" Xuan Wen seemed to know that she was in trouble, and her "brother" stopped looking for her. She grabbed the pair of women's shoes, turned around and ran away.

Situ An's eyes in the posthumous photo moved, and the sound of chaotic footsteps sounded in the room.

Not daring to stay where he was, Lao Sao was afraid that the shoes would chase him out, so he called the others and left the back building as quickly as possible.

The old coquettish man who was very enthusiastic about Xuan Wen before has gradually calmed down. He admits that Xuan Wen is beautiful, but what is the use of beauty in this strange hospital?

After escaping from the back building, Lao Sao immediately took out the video recorder and pointed it at Xuan Wen to film. The video showed that Xuan Wen was standing there holding women's shoes, and behind her stood a long-haired woman in a blue skirt.

The woman kept her head lowered, her body almost touching Xuan Wen's back, but Xuan Wen didn't seem to notice it at all.

"I think it would be better if you throw away those shoes." Lao Sao pointed kindly behind Xuan Wen.

After hearing the reminder, Xuan Wen tried to throw away the shoes, but the woman in the blue skirt did not leave and still followed Xuan Wen.

"It's over..." Upon seeing this, Lao Sao had already given up on Xuan Wen in his heart. He did not accuse Xuan Wen of acting without permission, but just started to keep a distance from Xuan Wen. A veteran of Huazong like him will not say words that hurt feelings, but will only use actions to evade responsibility.

"Is there something behind my back?" Xuan Wen didn't feel uncomfortable, so she picked up the shoes again. Among so many shoes, she specially selected this pair.

"It's just contaminated with some dust." Lao Sao coughed and pretended to be fine. He turned around and quietly sent a message to the group chat to remind other brothers to be careful: "Your brother should be hiding. Let's collect supplies first. Wait until you find something that can deal with the ghost, then come and save your brother."

Under Lao Sao's arrangement, he walked at the front, and then he let Xuan Wen walk at the end alone on the grounds of protecting girls.

Returning to the front building, it was getting late, and the patients began to show more or less abnormalities. A few people did not dare to waste time, so they ran to the second floor and began to search wards one by one.

Most of the wards were empty, just like an ordinary old hospital. The more Lao Sao searched, the more uneasy he became. He did not find the "materials" Xiaoxia's "father" mentioned.

It was like a knife chasing behind me at night, about to cut through the throat. The patients in the building became irritable and restless. Quarrels and fights occurred from time to time. Everyone was anxious.

"Each department has its own function. I saw a form on the wall of the Genetic Counseling Department." After sending the message in the group chat, Lao Sao abandoned some departments along the way and ran directly to the end of the corridor on the third floor.

"The psychiatric department includes psychiatry, forensic identification, drug dependence, traditional Chinese medicine psychiatry, bipolar disorder, and so on. Here we can not only identify cursed objects, but also provide drugs that can restore sanity." Lao Sao did not take it seriously. The message was told to Xuan Wen and sent in their group chat.

"Why are you so crowded? Get in line!" There were long queues at the door of several clinics in the Department of Psychiatry. After searching for a long time, they found a room with no one waiting in line, and they hurried over.

When he opened the door, there was no doctor in the consulting room, only a large pool of blood, and a blood-stained white coat was thrown on the chair.

"The doctor was killed?" Several people entered the house one after another. Lao Sao's heart suddenly felt stuffy. There was a commotion in the corridor outside the house, and all the patients in the queue ran in a certain direction to escape for their lives.

In the adjacent consulting room, a patient with extremely severe body alienation walked out. The back of his head was covered with wrinkles, dragging on the ground like a meaty tail.

His eyes were sunken deep into the sockets, with no whites, only huge pupils. He looked thin and weak, but all ten fingers were covered with fresh blood. It seemed that he had killed a doctor just now.

"Doctor, I'm so sleepy, but I can't sleep. I'm almost dead, but I still can't sleep..."

The patient seems to be living in a fantasy and attacks people around him indiscriminately.

"Doctor, can you put me to sleep..."

Someone was killed. Lao Sao slapped Brother Xiong on the shoulder and ran away.

Brother Xiong and Li Ding, who were reminded by Lao Sao, followed closely behind. Su Mo also wanted to run away, but by this time the patient had already chased after him.

He now has two choices: run away decisively and leave Xuan Wen as an abandoned child, or close the door of the department and hide in the room with Xuan Wen.

While his mind was still thinking, Su Shen's body had already reacted first. He stepped back and closed the door of the consulting room.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of the banging on the door was like a heavy hammer hitting Shen Mo's heart. The door could not be locked and he could not hold it for long.

"Doctor! Doctor! I can't sleep. I'm in so much pain. My brain seems to have exploded. There are so many things stuck in my head. I can't stand it anymore!"

The door panel trembled, and Su Mo's arms began to feel numb. He couldn't help turning his head and yelled at Xuan Wen: "Come and help!"

But when he looked back, Su Mo almost took a breath and found that Xuan Wen picked up the blood-stained white coat on the chair and put it on directly.

"What are you going to do?!" Su Mo felt like his brain was running out.

"Help him see a doctor." Xuan Wen sat on the chair, holding her chin with one hand, her eyes seemed to be smiling: "Is it possible that you also want me to look at you?"