Hospital building.

In the dark office, flesh and blood squirmed from the walls, and desperate faces appeared faintly from the flesh and blood, wailing all the time.

And on the dusty table, the intercom sounded. Amidst the noise and the sound of electricity, a vague voice sounded: "Priest, I have something to report."

"What's going on?"

The middle-aged white-haired man in front of the table frowned slightly and raised his eyes: "Didn't I tell you not to disturb me if you have nothing to do?"

"No, it's just..." The voice on the other end became nervous: "Some of the people coming from behind seem to be uneasy. Do you want to... give me a warning?"

"A restless person will never become restless no matter how much you try to persuade him."

The officiant's eyes were dark and he ordered in a cold voice: "Solve it as soon as possible and don't cause trouble. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand."

There was a trace of anxiety in the slightly trembling voice: "It's just that if we keep waiting like this, the situation may not last long."

"Don't worry, it will be over soon."

The officiant gave his last smile, "Soon, the buds of disaster will sprout, and the turbid and evil world will usher in the final reckoning under the guidance of the Holy Spirit.

The people of Yacheng are blessed, and the people of Haizhou will also be the first to receive liberation and blessings!"

"Holy Spirit!" the voice on the intercom became frantic.

"The Holy Spirit bless you, my brother."

The officiant smiled and finally ended the communication.

Outside the door, there was constant wailing.

The ear-piercing screams rose again.

"Doctor, doctor..."

"Help……"

"Don't go on any more, doctor, don't go on..."

"Doctor, help me."

"Death! Die! Die! You are all going to die!!!"

"I want to die too... Please, kill me..."

When the wailing tide swept in from the wind again and pushed open the tattered door, they saw the palace of flesh and blood that had long been transformed into a demonic realm.

Countless squirming textures, limbs, and proliferations decorate each ward, corridor, and even the center, where countless black and purple blood vessels and flesh are entangled, and it is almost impossible to distinguish the strange fleshy mass of humanoid outline.

The painful faces undulated in the flesh and blood, wailing, and blood seeped into the empty pupils, full of despair and pain, receiving endless ravage and torture.

"It's so beautiful."

The officiant bent down and stroked the roots of flesh and blood, his eyes gradually becoming fanatical: "How could such a magnificent creature be born in this dirty evil world? How could such a generous gift be won?"

This is the immortal disease caused by [Nine Evils·Baiguan] in the past when Quancheng fell!

At this moment, the wailing sound once again set off a new climax!

But among the roars, there were cries of joy and desire.

Around the flesh and blood, the alienated doctor stumbled forward and used all his strength to penetrate a pitch-black sharp blade into the proliferation. In an instant, the pitch-black color spread and the stench of decay erupted.

Even the squirming faces around them quickly withered and withered.

Then the second one, the third one, the fourth one...

Dozens of sharp knives intertwined and penetrated into the flesh ball, leaving large traces of withering and decay, almost turning the endlessly growing proliferation into mud.

But soon, brand new granules grew out of it again.

Cursed life grows unbridled, from scorched earth and decay.

"It's useful, it's really useful!"

Next to the officiant, the dean who was watching the whole process was immediately overjoyed, slapping his shoulders with his swollen palms, "The patient can't hold on any longer! It's just a little closer, just a little closer... Even the doctor's method is still effective!"

"

"It's just my job."

The officiant, Liancheng, turned around and smiled: "It mainly depends on everyone's sacrifice and dedication."

"Don't worry, everyone!"

The dean bent down happily, picked up a large piece of rotten meat from the ground, showed it to all the faces, and almost danced: "Did you see it? We are almost successful!"

No more hesitation, no more despair and fear!

The doctor will save the patient!

The doctor wants to save the patient!

Doctors can definitely save patients!

The dean laughed while he was praying devoutly, but on his rotten and swollen face, pus fell like tears: "Everyone will definitely die."

We will definitely be able to usher in the end in peace and tranquility!

At this moment, the silent and empty archives room was filled with dust.

"The disease of immortality?"

Ji Jue frowned and looked down at the scrawled records on the paper like ghost drawings: "Are you serious?"

"Absolutely true!"

Tong Hua's face was also pale and his fingers were trembling slightly.

Telling Ether whether you can see clearly is like asking an ember whether you can fucking alchemy. With Tong Hua's family history and ability, even if it is a real ghost drawing talisman, she can still read one, two, three and four.

Come five.

What's more, the cases that have been gradually pieced together from various incomplete records are enough to confirm its authenticity.

An infectious disease called... [The Immortal Disease].

Before the fall of Quancheng and the whole hospital fell into the cave, a disease was raging among the patients.

Those incurable patients have uncontrollable proliferation, canceration, and mutation of their flesh and blood, but they are unable to die. The out-of-control cancer cells gradually turn them into creepy monsters, and the pain that follows destroys them.

Reason and spirit...in the end, turned into an irreversible disaster.

In the end, everyone changed because of this and fell into darkness, which continues to this day.

It cannot be killed, burned, or destroyed.

Even if it is cut into pieces, it will regenerate. If it touches flesh and blood, it will be infected. After being burned to ashes, familiar faces will grow again in the flesh and blood that fall from the ashes, wailing in despair.

Literally immortal.

But except for life, reason, self, and everything else have been distorted beyond recognition, until finally, they were reduced to disaster beasts.

This kind of disaster did not happen just once.

Each time, it was accompanied by large-scale evil and foolish contamination.

Among the ranking of threatening plagues in Hope Hospital, it is ranked [NO.61]. This is one of the nine evils corresponding to the 'whirlpool', 'Baiguan', who sends a 'blessing' to the suffering patients. It is derived from evil things.

The infection completely alienates the living body, and there is no cure. Once alienated, the distorted flesh, flesh and soul cannot be restored. Even if it is removed immediately, the dug out flesh and soul will still wail in endless despair.

Until it is directly erased both physically and spiritually by superior means.

Until now, such a terrifying threat is still hidden in the hospital.

Just thinking about it makes Ji Jue's head feel as big as a bucket.

But in the dead silence, Tong Hua suddenly changed his face slightly, made a warning gesture towards him, and pointed to the door.

Then Ji Jue heard it.

Low footsteps sounded from the corridor outside the door.

Amidst the faint wailing, it was so crisp and clear, and it was accompanied by the dull scratching sound of something being dragged, getting closer and closer to here.

Finally, it stopped outside the door.

There were crisp knocks on the door, three times, steady and calm.

Then, there was a long period of dead silence.

The inexplicable chill spread, and even the ghost fetus with the chain broken in Ji Jue's hand became quiet and shivered.

In the silence, there was no sound of leaving footsteps, but there was no loud noise of breaking in the door.

There is only the patience that seems to be able to wait until the sea is gone.

Even suffering.

Until Ji Jue reached out his hand and slowly opened the door to the archives room.

Then, under the flickering lights, an exaggerated smile covered with sutures appeared in front of his eyes:

"What took so long?"

In an instant, it's so close.

On Director Qian's face, blood that seemed to never dry up slowly slid down the crack. There was no light in his dark eyes, staring at his face.

But Ji Jue's eyes couldn't help but be attracted by the thing he was dragging in his hand.

A mutilated corpse.

Bloodstains followed the footprints all the way.

In the void behind him, it seemed as if someone gently pulled the corner of his clothes. It was Tong Hua hidden next to him. His fingers touched the back of Ji Jue's neck slightly - the record comparison told him that this person was the same as Ji Jue.

I feel that another chosen one has entered the time ruins at the same time...

The corners of Ji Jue's eyes twitched for a moment, he grinned, and instead of answering the question directly, he asked, "It's so late, is Director Qian still busy?"

"Yes, pest control." Director Qian lowered his head, looked at the corpse in his hand, and shook it off: "There have been a lot more pests recently, and there are more and more bad seeds hiding among us.

Everyone is busy, and I can’t let these bugs disturb the order of the hospital..."

"Indeed, one rat droppings can ruin a pot of soup."

Ji Jueshen nodded in agreement, "Want to help?"

"No, this is my job. Newcomers still have to pay attention to the balance between work and rest. But, speaking of this..."

He paused, and scarlet appeared in his dark eyes: "What are you doing in the archives?"

"Check the files."

Ji Jue answered straightforwardly, without thinking: "Look for learning materials to improve your abilities. After all, although there are not many jobs in obstetrics and gynecology, it does not mean that we can wait and do nothing!"

The hospital needs us and the patients need us too!”

The more he talked, the more impassioned Ji Jue became. In the end, he took the initiative to hold the other party's blood-stained hands and said, "I want to make progress so much, Director Qian!"

For a moment, Director Qian seemed to be slightly stunned, and then he became suspicious.

"...Is it true?"

The bloodshot black eyes came closer, and the stinking shop behind the sharp teeth said: "I hate people lying the most."

"Really, really."

Ji Jue nodded vigorously, "Although I'm not used to it at first, I really want to help and save patients! Director Qian, you know..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Director Qian's face getting closer and closer.

Almost, closely.

Then, it fell down, as if it was going to be buried between his neck, making his skin bulge, and he was stunned: Damn, are you unspoken rules so soon?

No, aren’t they usually robbing young nurses?

It’s not like he even covets men...

He restrained himself and did not move.

Fortunately, there was no contact.

Director Qian's nose twitched.

It's like smelling it carefully.

Soon, he took it back, and the exaggerated smile appeared on his face again, as if he suddenly realized: "I see, that's what I said!"

"It turns out you are sick too..."

Thick blood, like tears, fell slowly from his face, as if pity, but paired with that smile, it seemed like mockery: "I didn't expect you to be able to extend yourself to others, that's great, that's great.

The so-called doctor must have such a benevolent heart!"

"Come on, you must come on, you know?"

He finally patted Ji Jue's shoulder and was about to turn around and leave. Ji Jue, who was in the fog, didn't understand what happened, but subconsciously called him: "Director Qian!"

"Um?"

The turned monster looked back.

"I, many of the equipment and medicines in our obstetrics and gynecology department are not enough. In order to cure the patients more comprehensively, I would like to apply for some supplies." As he said that, Ji Jue took out a form he had written long ago from his pocket.

Handed it to him, looking shy and shy, like all young people who can't open their mouths.

"Well, it's very good, everything is very good. As for the medicines, the medical department has run out of them now. I don't know how many there are left. There are also these equipments... Forget it, you can go to the warehouse and get them yourself."

After glancing at the beginning of the list, Director Qian withdrew his gaze, just dropped the body and pressed a mark on it with his blood-stained thumb.

It's like a signature and permission.

"Lao Li is old and not easy to talk to. Remember to bring some gifts." He finally reminded: "As people get older, they forget things easily. Don't argue with him."

"OK."

Ji Jue nodded, smiled and waved, watching Director Qian go away.

After a long while, he let out a long breath, then lowered his head, followed the reminder of the children's painting, and looked at the bloodstains on the ground, and even where the bloodstains came from, at the corner at the end of the corridor...

He couldn't help but tilted his head slightly.

footprint?

Whose?

"Someone was following us just now."

Tong Hua, who was hiding next to him, said, "Three of them are the chosen ones from outside. They want to kill people."

"...What a coincidence."

After thinking for a long time, Ji Jue suddenly laughed.

"I haven't even seen this place before, why do you all think of going together?"
Chapter completed!