Chapter 141 140. Departments that do not exist

Room 502 must be on the fifth floor, and the way to the fifth floor is currently only stairs.

  Lu Yi returned to the hall from the nurse's station, only to find that the surrounding sky was completely dark.

  Walking to the door, he looked out the glass door.

  The night is dense, and you can’t even see the security guard booth not far away. There are no stars and no moon. The night covers everything.

  Lu Yi even wondered if it had entered into a different space when the mission started.

  He did not rush out of the hospital to prevent the mission from failing.

   After confirming the explosives bundled on the pillar, Lu Yi decided to eat something first.

  He randomly found a place to sit, took out water and compressed dry food.

  People are iron rice or steel, so you can work hard if you don’t have enough food.

  Lu Zan filled his hungry belly with a mouthful of dry food and a mouthful of water.

  The current compressed dry food tastes much better than before. It is not as good as a snack. The calories are a bit high, but normal hunger is no longer a torture.

  While eating, Lu Zin looked at the red-covered notebook. There were still many missing pages on it. In connection with the record year, there was at least one page missing almost every year.

  "If a missing page represents a missing person, then this hospital has one missing person every year? And all are nurses?"

  Lu Yi thinks the problem is very big.

  Although he doesn't have any special feelings about nurse outfits, maybe someone likes nurse outfits very much.

  For ordinary people who like nurses' costumes, Lu Yi also wants to investigate this incident.

After eating and drinking, Lu Zie stood up.

  He walked towards the stairway and passed some consultation rooms along the way. The equipment in these consultation rooms has naturally been removed, leaving only the empty room. The flashlight's light is shining, and the mottled traces on the original snow-white walls are fascinating.

  Lu Zin passed through the two clinics and came to the entrance of the third clinic. The light of the flashlight passed by. He found that this clinic was a bit different.

  The light penetrated the dilapidated door, illuminating the consulting room, which contained tables and chairs, and several hospital beds.

  Obviously, this should be the clinic for checking the condition of the limbs.

  "Why didn't the table here alone be removed?"

  Lu Zan walked into the consulting room. It was very spacious. The tables and cabinets were standing. Except for the old ones, there were no signs of damage.

  He illuminates the table with a flashlight. There is no dust on the tabletop, as if someone has been using it all the time.

When he came to the hospital bed, Lu Yi felt that the shape of the bed was a bit strange. He gestured. Although his height is only about 1.5 meters tall, it is estimated that even a 1.5 meter person can’t lie down on this bed. Most of the feet are exposed.

  Moreover, at the lower end of the bed, there is a depression.

  This seems to be a special purpose hospital bed.

  Lu Yi didn't know very well, he went to the hospital very few times.

  Every year when the flu season comes, others keep sneezing, but he is fine at all, and has no chance of catching a cold and fever all year round.

  He felt a pity for this.

Because according to Lu Kie’s immune theory, colds and fevers represent the normal functioning of your body’s immune function, which is equivalent to exercising every day. If you don’t catch a cold all the year round, your body’s immune function will not be exercised. .

   Pulling his thoughts back on the bed, Lu Yi tried to lie down on it.

  Sure enough, this bed is too short for him.

  Moreover, on both sides of the bed, there are strange handrails, which he can't touch when lying down. Instead, he can put his legs up to form an open posture.

  "?"

   Lu Yi felt that his current posture of asking you to enter the urn was a bit wrong.

  Just as he was about to put down his legs, he heard the sound of metal crashing.

  This is the sound of the scalpel picking up from the instrument tray. Lu Zan lowered his head and saw a doctor in a white coat standing next to his hospital bed.

The doctor was tall, his white coat was dirty, and there were stains that I don’t know if it was mud or blood. He was wearing a thick medical mask, and his hair was tied to a hat. The doctor’s skin was dark and his eyes were dumb. It seems to have been dead for a long time.

  He was holding a scalpel in his right hand and pliers in his left hand, and he stumbled towards Landing without saying a word.

  Is this going to perform surgery on yourself?

  In Lu Zan’s [Reality Vision], this doctor has a vain figure, not like a real person, but more like an air friend. The scalpel in his hand is genuine and can easily cut a person’s skin.

"Who are you?"

   hurriedly wanted to put his feet down, but Lu Zie found that his body was like being pressed by a heavy object.

  A sense of horror rose from Lu Zan’s back. He did not hesitate, and a silver revolver appeared in his hand.

  [Last Word] Loaded, the bullet accurately hit the doctor.

  Lu Jie did not have a gap to consider the utility, so he used the strongest effect, the great existence babble.

  In an instant, Lu Zie saw that the other party stopped. Then, the shackles on Lu Zie's body were lifted, and he immediately jumped out of the bed.

  The doctor covered his head, as if in pain, shrank into a ball.

  Lu Zie picked up the crowbar and faced him with a stick.

  The solid touch came, and Lu Zie was a little curious, this guy actually has a physical body.

  He saw the fainted doctor motionless and seemed to have lost consciousness.

  So, Lu Zie boldly picked up the crowbar and hooked the mask off the doctor's face.

  He saw the other person’s face.

  Perhaps, that can’t be called a human face.

  This face has no skin, only flesh and blood, and the flesh is not complete. There are many stitches. It can also be said that this face and this head are stitched together.

  Suturing marks like this have spread to the body, and it can be clearly seen that these stitching marks are not simply sewing on the wound, but forcibly combining tissues from different bodies.

  This doctor is like Frankenster, like a man made of corpses.

  Lu Yi listened, it had no heartbeat.

  Even, Lu Zie felt that this guy might not even have a heart.

  Zi La——

  There was a sound of metal crashing in the corridor, and it seemed that something was moving in it. Lu Jie took a peek and found that it was a tall and white coat of the same figure.

  It’s just that the doctor’s hand is not a scalpel, but a saw used by orthopedics for amputation.

  The rusty saw made a sharp noise on the ground, echoing in the corridor.

  "Are these monsters alienated from humans?"

  Lu Yi guessed that he leaned against the wall and hid in the shadows. He heard the sound of footsteps and the rubbing of the saw gradually approaching, and he came to a position behind him, paused for a while, and then continued forward.

  He breathed a sigh of relief, but to the right of Lu Zan, a head suddenly appeared at the door of the consulting room.

  The doctor, wearing a mask and a hat, with a saw in his hand, probed inside.

  (End of this chapter)