"Why would there be nothing but ghosts in a hospital? I could accept it if the occasional doctor or patient got possessed, but saying the whole hospital is full of ghosts is ridiculous." Chen Ge didn't tell him what he really thought. He was simply following the logic in his head.
"Whether it's true or not, why don't we go ask him?" Zuo Han was very bold. "The scream came from upstairs. This ward has seven floors, so his room should be on the fifth or sixth."
"Are you sure you want to take that risk? It'd be bad if a caregiver caught us sneaking out at night." Chen Ge was cautious.
"It's not just me taking the risk. We're taking it together."
"We are?"
"You said this morning that Zhang Jingjiu grabbed your hand of his own accord and even warned you. Don't you think that's strange?" Zuo Han stood at the doorway, tempting Chen Ge like a devil. "I've seen that patient too. He's always talking to himself and never approaches anyone on his own. That means you're special to him."
"But I don't remember him at all." Chen Ge didn't dare to dredge up his memories. He was afraid the pain might strike without warning.
"Bro, I'll be honest with you. The medication the hospital gives you every day suppresses your memories. They're not trying to cure you. They just want to turn you into someone they approve of." Zuo Han lowered his voice. "This world has rules of its own. Anyone who doesn't follow them is a patient. The ones willing to obey and fit in are considered normal. It's a completely pathological system."
Seeing Chen Ge wavering, Zuo Han continued, "You once said that whenever you try to remember the past, you get a headache.