Chapter 44 - ⑧
Although Xiangnu was confused by Yu Su’s state, she was more anxious to check the mentally ill people’s bodies.
Of course, there are also Jiang Qiuqiu and Feng Jinyuan.
Xuezhen was stabbed in the face by Yu Su and then put down the harsh words, and then ran away in a hurry, leaving Jiang Qiuqiu helplessly holding the unconscious Feng Jinyuan to stay in place.
She looked at Xiangnu vigilantly, as if Xiangnu were some kind of man-eating evil spirit, obviously Xiangnu was much more normal and kind than Xuezhen.
Xiang Nu glanced at Jiang Qiuqiu, had no idea about her existence, then glanced at Yu Su again, waiting for his reaction.
Yu Su waved his tentacles and stopped, his eyes closely following Xiangnu, and he didn’t care about the existence of others.
Jiang Qiuqiu held Feng Jinyuan and shivered for a few seconds. Seeing that neither of them paid attention to them, he was silent and helped Feng Jinyuan with difficulty, ready to run out along the stairway.
Xiangnu asked coldly behind her, “How are Zhou Siqing and Yang Wenhao now?”
Jiang Qiuqiu was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly and dazedly replied: “Not so good, they are cleaning on the fourth floor, when Xuezhen passed the fire door, the fire door on the fourth floor suddenly collapsed, and a body in a nurse’s uniform fell. When I came down, I almost hit Xuezhen, Xuezhen made a big fire, let them quickly clean up the nurse station, and if they can’t clean up, they will ask Yang Wenhao to settle the account…”
Xiangnu asked, “Why did the fire door collapse suddenly? Could it be that someone deliberately destroyed it?”
Jiang Qiuqiu lowered his head and pinched his fingers: “Who knows, everyone is watching the fun anyway.”
Xiangnu was quite speechless, and imagined a picture of Yang Wenhao and Zhou Siqing surrounded by many mental patients, forcing them to clean up the rotten bones… Tsk, a bit unlucky, this pair of brothers and sisters.
Seeing that Xiangnu didn’t seem to have anything else to ask, Jiang Qiuqiu tentatively took Feng Jinyuan a few steps forward.
Xiang Nu looked at them coldly, but didn’t say anything to stop them. Jiang Qiuqiu hugged Feng Jinyuan and quickly left from the stairway and climbed to the fourth floor.
After they left, Xiangnu walked up to a patient who had fallen from the cart. The patient was lying on the ground curled up, his eyes wide open, staring straight ahead. He was skinny and his skin was loose. On the bone, hands over the stomach.
Xiang Nu squatted in front of him, gently pushed the patient’s hands away, and found a thumb-sized hole in his clothes. He looked back, Yu Su stood there and looked at him quietly with slightly lowered eyebrows. His expression remained indifferent.
Xiangnu was not afraid, but smiled at him.
Xiangnu wanted to cut open the patient to see, but he didn’t have a knife.
However, if the patient has undergone surgery, there should be surgical wounds on the body. Even if the situation in the body cannot be seen, it can be an effective clue.
Xiangnu took off the patient’s clothes, and his face suddenly froze.
There were several large incisions in the liver, stomach, and heart under the patient’s clothes, but his incisions were not sewn up. The wound turned out to be charred brown flesh, but no blood was left from it. It could be seen that the wound had been lasted a long time.
The good thing is that there is no disgusting thing like maggots under the wound, but Xiangnu saw the pink half-sectioned organ in it, and the organ was slowly shrinking and agitating, as if it had just grown into a very fresh appearance.
Xiangnu’s throat moved slightly, he gently put down his clothes, and then covered his wound.
Then I turned over the bodies of several patients and looked at their wounds. The conditions in their wounds were similar. The wounds were not sutured, but fresh organs that had just grown inside. Everyone had incisions on their bodies, but some only had one or two. , and some more.
Xiangnu’s guess was confirmed. Many of the patients in this hospital had their organs removed, and the removal method was quite rough, and the wounds were not even sutured. It could be seen that the people who operated on them never thought of letting them live. After the necessary organs were removed, they were cut open like garbage.
Xiangnu thought so, but felt that something was wrong.
He stood up, touched his chin and looked at the patients in front of him, observing their facial features and expressions, and suddenly realized that these patients were not the group of patients on the fourth floor. I recognized those patients, but the patients in the hall on this floor were all the patients I had never seen before.
After realizing this, Xiangnu took the trouble to lift up all the patients’ clothes, looked at the front and back, and finally found several patients with different wounds. Their wounds had sutures. , the handling is also very delicate, and it is obvious that some superficial efforts were made when someone operated on them.
This situation subverted Xiangnu’s previous guess. He went back to the patients at the beginning, carefully checked their wounds for a long time, and finally found a row of holes in the wounds with slightly different traces. The charred flesh was lighter in color, barely discernible.
Xiangnu said to himself: “The wounds on these patients seem to have been sutured before, but now they are opened the day after tomorrow.”
Did these patients die after their organs were taken out, were sent to this morgue, and were later damaged by people twice, and their organs were dug out?
Who would do this to them?
Xiang Nu couldn’t help looking at Mr. Yu, Yu Su looked back at him quietly, Xiang Nu crouched in front of the patient and thought for a few seconds, then walked to Yu Su’s side and unbuttoned his clothes under Yu Su’s direct gaze. , Yu Su lowered his head, stared at Xiangnu’s slender fingers for a few seconds, and slowly moved his face away.
Xiang slave thought involuntarily diverged, thinking that Mr. Yu is shy?
He untied Yu Su’s clothes, revealing Yu Su’s strong chest. There were no scars that turned out like a patient, and there was no gap for the surgical thread, but there were a few light red marks on his body.
Xiangnu’s fingertips caressed the red marks and asked, “Have your chest been opened before?”
Yu Su showed a thoughtful expression, Xiangnu didn’t quite understand what he was thinking about, and looked at his nervous expression.
At this time, a familiar female voice came from the entrance of the stairway. It was Xuezhen’s voice, and she said, “This is it!”
Xiang Nu couldn’t help frowning, and raised her hand to fold Yu Su’s clothes, but it was a little late, Xuezhen had already walked out of the stairway, she was stunned when she saw Xiang Nu pulling Yu Su’s clothes, her face was stunned. His expression suddenly became extremely bizarre, he looked at Xiangnu without speaking, his eyes and expression were full of great confusion.
Xiangnu was a little uncomfortable, and Xuezhen’s expression made him feel like he was doing something very outrageous, although the scene of him taking off the ‘corpse’ clothes might be really bizarre…
Xiangnu coughed lightly, preempted him, and asked, “Xuezhen, have you cut off all the organs of the patient here?”
Xuezhen narrowed her eyes slightly, and did not answer immediately, but looked behind her. Xiangnu couldn’t help but want to look behind her, then his eyes widened a little, and another Yu Su walked out from behind Xuezhen, but from the outside, he was more than the real Yu Su and the Yu Su behind him. Su Yao is much younger and younger, his eyes are dark red, and his hair is weirdly white. He has no extra organs on his body, but he looks more abnormal than the tentacle system Yu Su behind Xiang Nu.
The clothes worn by the young Yu Su were much more elaborate than those of the tentacle-tie Yu Su. He wore a fitted shirt and trousers, like a delicate little prince, very elegant and perfect.
As soon as he appeared, tentacle Yu Su became irritable. He grabbed the slave and walked to his coffin. The young Yu Su hissed and whispered behind him. He said, “I found you… I found you…”
I said two times in a row, I found you, but the tone of voice was completely different. Obviously, these two sentences I found you were talking to different people. He was looking for tentacle Yu Su, and he was also looking for Xiangnu.
Xiangnu has been a little silly at this moment, why are there two Mr. Yu in a dungeon?
Is one of them fake, or are both real?
“…Stop and leave him behind,” said the young Yu Su.
The tentacle Yu Suli ignored him, and the tentacle wrapped Xiangnu’s waist and directly threw him into his coffin.
When the young man Yu Su saw this, he was immediately furious, hissing out a letter, his eyes were red, his body was hunched, and a white snake with sharp scales appeared on the spot instead of him.
And tentacle Yu Su was not to be outdone. After he threw Xiangnu into the coffin, the tentacles began to soar, and the already spacious hall looked cramped and fragile under his tentacles. Swiping it lightly, he left a mess.
His body actually changed, but a piece of dust was swept up in the hall, and his body was hidden in it and could not be seen clearly.
Xiang Nu looked at the two Mr. Yu worriedly, and then found that after the two fought, their figures became shallow and illusory, and then disappeared from the place.
Xuezhen, who was wearing a white dress, stood still and shook his head. He didn’t care about the disappearance of the two Yu Su. He walked up to Xiangnu and asked, “Mr. Dean, why did you come to bury the body? Don’t you think it’s scary here?”
“Ah, I forgot, Mr. Dean can’t see it. He must not know what is here, where is it?”
Xiangnu was silent for two seconds and asked, “This is the morgue? But isn’t this the first floor? If this is the morgue, where is the first floor outside?”
“This question is very interesting.” Xuezhen said: “I also want to know, Mr. Dean, why don’t we start an adventure together. The content of the adventure is to ‘find the door to the same outside world’ and leave this **** hospital, okay? ?”
leave this hospital?
Xiangnu thought for a while and said, “Yes, but you have to answer my question first. Have you cut off all the organs in the corpse here?”
Xue Zhen nodded nonchalantly: “I cut the rest away.”
Xiang Nu took a deep breath and asked, “Where did you put all the organs you cut away… Why did you do this?”
Xuezhen squatted down, touched a patient’s head, and said with a smile: “It’s not that I want to do this, but everyone asked for it, because the gods need these, and for the gods to recover smoothly, everyone must contribute what they can. All power is given to the most powerful gods, even if they sacrifice everything, including body and soul… They will sacrifice everything, and I will arrange the sacrifices and offer them to the most powerful gods.”
“The most powerful god…” Xiangnu touched the coffin under him and asked, “Who is the most powerful god?”
“I created it.” Xuezhen said with a smile.
“Ding.”
Xiangnu suddenly received a notification that the task was completed, and he showed a stunned expression. Xuezhen stared at him and frowned slightly.
Xiangnu hesitated for a few seconds, but did not leave in a hurry, but said to Xuezhen: “Xuezhen, do you know that you are very beautiful?”
Xuezhen tilted her head to look at him, and Xiangnu sincerely suggested: “Even if a person who is too beautiful does terrible things, it will not give people too strong a sense of fear, because a perfect appearance will weaken the fear of others. So, why don’t you find yourself a mask to wear.”
Xuezhen pondered for a few seconds, and actually seriously thought about Xiangnu’s suggestion.
Xiangnu looked around, and Mr. Yu’s people didn’t know where they were going. He hesitated for a second, tapped the red mole on his palm, and chose to quit the dungeon. Xuezhen was still asking him, “What do you think of me? What kind of mask I choose to best express my majesty.”
Xiangnu said perfunctory: “It’s not good-looking, but it can’t be ugly and direct. There is a little weird element in the ordinary, which is the most feeling.”
Xuezhen frowned again, looking very distressed.
However, the slave has already loaded and started to withdraw from the copy.
In the last scene of this dungeon, Xuezhen suddenly looked up in one direction and asked in surprise, “Why did you fight so fiercely this time and still refuse to merge…”
Xiangnu had a vague premonition that he returned to the apartment and appeared in front of the balcony. At this time, it was late at night, the night was falling, and a pale moon hung in the sky, bleak.
Xiangnu pressed the mole on his palm and opened the copy log.