If nothing unexpected happened, the family of three had spent their first night on the fourth floor of this strange hospital.
Based on Tang Qisheng's experience, the next day, the child and his mother had been moved down another floor, to the third.
That very night, the child's mother had disappeared, and the child had even mentioned a hunchbacked doctor who dragged around a pair of giant scissors.
In other words, Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie, who were on the hospital's third floor tonight, would very likely face the threat of that hunchbacked doctor.
Jiang Cheng had also noticed a crucial time: 2 a.m.
Someone would knock on the ward door at two in the morning, and all the misfortune would happen then.
Jiang Cheng quickly sorted through the information and relayed it to Tang Qisheng. He also mentioned the boy who had left the note: based on the bloody handprint, Yao Shunyu had deduced that the boy was probably injured, and that his right index finger was missing, leaving him with only four fingers.
According to the boy's last message, he had decided to look for his missing parents. A limping old man in his ward had secretly told him that his parents were still here, downstairs in this hospital, and that the stranger the patients were, the lower the floor they were kept on.
But thinking of the corpse split open and soaked inside a huge glass tank, Jiang Cheng believed the chances that the boy's parents were still alive were next to none. After all, the so-called limping old man had only said they were still in the hospital. He hadn't promised they were alive, or explained what form they were in.
Being stripped down to bare bones and placed on a display stand, or having one's