Seven people had died in the hospital in a short time. Each had met a bizarre death, and there was no obvious connection between them.
"Dr. Sun told me to pay attention to how they died, but their methods of death don't reveal much. Could he be using their stories to tell me that ghosts really exist?"
Chen Ge knew too little to glean much useful information from Dr. Sun's stories. He could only force himself to remember them.
Outside the hospital, lightning flashed and thunder roared. The torrential rain was like a hysterical patient, pounding wildly against the windows. Raindrops as big as beans struck the glass with a constant barrage of thuds.
The four of them reached the entrance to the Fourth Ward Area. Dr. Sun asked Chen Ge no more questions and led him upstairs.
As soon as they entered the stairwell, Chen Ge's heart began to race. He felt short of breath, and his mind kept returning to the stories Dr. Sun had just told him.
"That doctor watching the security footage once saw a strange person in red appear in the stairwell. After going upstairs, she never came back down. Tonight has been so strange. Could we run into her?"
By all rights, it was terrifying. Yet when Chen Ge thought about it, his heart only beat faster, and an indescribable feeling stirred inside him.
It was complicated. More than fear, he felt curiosity and excitement.
"Curiosity killed the cat. I have to calm down."
When they reached the second floor, Chen Ge spotted a headless rag doll at the corner of the hospital stairs.
The doll had been sewn by hand. Its body was torn open, exposing dark red stuffing inside.
"Why is there something like this in the hospital?" Chen Ge had just