I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

Chapter 139: 138. Wash your hands frequently, ventila

  Chapter 139 138. Wash your hands frequently, ventilate more, don’t join in the fun when there are too many people

  【Task start】

  【Task requirements: Enter Nanhua Private Renji Hospital and survive until dawn】

  【Remaining time: 13:06:54】

  【Quest requirement: find Du Danping's melody fragment 0/1】

   "Six o'clock in the morning?"

  Like the previous Jiangcheng Grand Theater, surviving until dawn means surviving until six o'clock the next day.

  As soon as Lu Zie walked into the hospital lobby, he saw a black box tied to the central column.

  He took a closer look and discovered that it was explosive.

  Before, Lu Zan proposed to Song Yunyan to find the blasting team to install explosives, which seemed to have been prepared in advance.

  The hospital is in a mess. There are some uncleaned forms, posters, broken chairs, and broken equipment on the ground. These things are usually either cleaned up before the demolition or simply disposed of with the ruins, and no one cares about them.

  Lu Zan squatted down and picked up a poster, which was to promote health knowledge. He pasted it on the wall and fixed it carefully.

  "Wash your hands frequently, ventilate more, and don't join in the fun when there are too many people."

  Lu Zin read the above words again.

  He picked up the flashlight and walked towards the elevator.

  According to the description, the elevator is also a place where problems often occur.

  The elevator was very old. The door was closed and the power was cut off. Perhaps the cable was also broken. Lu Zan tried to push the door, but it was a little loose.

  He picked up the crowbar, with both hands vigorously, relying on the flexible and superb crowbar technique, he slowly pried the elevator door open.

   crunch—

   Amid the toothy metal rubbing sound, the closed elevator door finally opened.

  Lu Zan looked inside and saw a person standing inside.

   is Lu Zin himself.

  "Is this the mirror in the elevator?"

  He did not walk into the elevator, but stood outside, carefully examining himself in the mirror.

  It is completely different from the dilapidated scenes in other places in the hospital. This mirror is very clean, as if someone is doing maintenance and cleaning every day.

  Lu Yi could see his serious expression in the mirror, and his skin was a little dim because of the light, so he stood motionless at the elevator door.

  He observed carefully and saw something flashing past his feet.

  Look down, there is nothing.

  "This mirror is not so much a weird creation as it is against a weird creation?"

  He muttered to himself.

   Normally, Chinese people would not put a mirror on the opposite side of the door, so that when you open the door, you will see yourself in the mirror rather unlucky, and more often use the mirror to ward off evil spirits outside the door.

  Moreover, the elevator mirror is placed toward the elevator entrance, so normal people can only see it when entering the elevator, just like Lu Zan is now, that is, as long as he walks into the elevator, he can check through the mirror.

  "Can this mirror reflect extraordinary things?"

  [He said that the mirror in the elevator can reflect truth and hypocrisy, and those vicious and vicious guys have no shadows]

  Lu Yi remembered the sentence in the mission description.

   "He said, this is a pronoun, the person who set up this mirror? Is it Du Danping?"

   "Those who have no shadows are vicious and vicious guys? But there will be a little girl's shadow in the mirror, which means that the little girl is a good person?"

   "At least it can prove that I am a good person."

  Lu Zie finally asserted with satisfaction.

  He looked around and walked into the elevator.

  This kind of behavior is actually very dangerous, because elevators generally have one floor not the bottom, and there is a negative floor. Now the elevator car is equivalent to hanging. If there is any collision, it is likely to fall.

   crunch—

  The elevator made a terrifying sound. Lu Zan came to the front of the mirror. He saw that there seemed to be something passing by behind him.

   Looking back, he saw a face on the ground.

  "."

  That is a poster with a picture of a child on the poster. This is also a poster for healthy living.

   crunch—

When Lu Yi looked away from the poster, he heard a sound of metal rubbing in his ear.

  It is as if the elevator is moving.

  He saw that the elevator doors on both sides seemed to be closing, and Lu Zie immediately rushed out.

   Turning around, the elevator door slowly closed. In the end, Lu Zan saw himself in the mirror and smiled at him.

   "Pretend to be a ghost."

  For this kind of thing, Lu Zing had experienced many battles and had seen it a lot, so he didn't feel scared at all.

  He came to the nurse station on the first floor.

  This is the place to write the memo. Lu Zan can see the bed in the duty room, and the nurse is here to take a nap, waiting for the shift.

  Walking into the nurse’s station, Lu Zie saw that the files here had been emptied, and the desktop where the computer had been placed was also messy.

  He sat down and closed his eyes as if he were a nurse.

  The night is deep and dark in the corridors. Nothing can be seen. Only the lights of the nurses’ station illuminate the surrounding circle.

  The nurse sitting here picks up a flashlight every day and patrols from the fifth floor to the first floor. The two nurses rotate, twice a night.

In the quiet night, a person holding a flashlight slowly moved in this corridor full of the smell of disinfectant water. At this moment, the room at the end of the corridor suddenly opened the door, and the light leaked out. The nurse wanted to check, so she left. Go to the door of the room and see the inside of the room

  Lu Zan opened his eyes, not because he couldn't imagine what was in the room at the end of the corridor, but because he thought of something.

  "Why let nurses patrol at night? The rounds should be over after the doctors check them. The nurses at the nurse station should stay here to prevent patients from calling in the middle of the night. Security work is really needed, and it should be done by the security guards."

  This is a private hospital for the wealthy, so you can’t afford to hire a security guard.

   "Or, is there any special reason for nurses to do this?"

   Lu Ning thought, he looked under the table at the nurse's station.

  It was dim there, but there seemed to be something.

  He leaned down and saw a notebook between the table and the gap between the table.

  It was a notebook with a red cover. The surface was shabby and weather-beaten.

"strangeness?"

  Lu Zan raised his head while picking up the notebook.

   Then, he saw that a pair of eyes were looking at him.

  It was an old man, who seemed to be over half a hundred years old, but he was energetic, with a kind smile.

They are posters on the wall. Most of these posters are propaganda by the attending physician. The one in front of the nurse station is the former dean named Zhao Gongping. According to the above instructions, the dean studied medicine abroad and returned to China. Later, he was hired as the dean, and he was also a highly skilled surgeon.

  This poster is directly facing the nurse's station, as if the old man would monitor the people here through this photo.

  But Lu Zan knew that Zhao Gongping had passed away at home before the hospital closed down. The cause of death was a normal heart disease. When his wife woke him up the next morning, he found that he was already cold.

   "What is written in this notebook?"

  Lu Tang lowered his head and opened the red notebook.

  There are some brief records on it, which are similar to nurses' on-duty diaries.

  It’s just that some pages are dirty, like stained with tea or ink, and there are no words. The dates on these pages are also intermittent, spanning a large span, from 2002 to before the bankruptcy.

  Normal duty records will not be like this one day after another, it should be continuous.

  Lu Jie felt puzzled. He felt the surrounding dim. It was the sun hanging down, which dimmed the light entering the hospital a bit.

  At this time, Lu Tie saw that on the page he was unfolding, the blank page suddenly appeared as if someone was scribbling with a pen, and handwriting appeared.

  He stepped back a little later, watching the messy traces entangled on it, forming a vaguely recognizable text.

It says:

  Recorder: Xu Xiao

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  Seeking recommendation tickets, monthly tickets!

  (End of this chapter)