Ling Feiran retraced her steps and found that the inpatient department, which should have been brightly lit, was now pitch-black. Not only that, every lighting fixture in the area had gone out, leaving it submerged in darkness.
Several faint candle flames flickered in the corridor breeze. The nurses were handing out candles to each ward.
The lightning and thunderstorm made people uneasy. Patients upstairs and downstairs sang that familiar ballad, using it to ease the fear in their hearts and the pain in their bodies.
Ling Feiran returned to human form and hurriedly put on her uniform as she ran downstairs.
She ran into her colleague Liu Wen in the stairwell.
"Feifei? Didn't you take leave?" Liu Wen was carrying a box full of candles upstairs. "Perfect. Help me hand these out. Who knows when the power will come back..."
Ling Feiran's breathing hitched. She saw musical notes on Liu Wen's body!
The same translucent notes she had seen on the Infected!
She grabbed Liu Wen's wrist and urgently asked, "Did you meet Amir?!"
"Amir? He lives here. I see him every day," Liu Wen said, utterly confused. "Feifei, why would you ask that?"
Ling Feiran did not know how to explain it. Before she left, she had only seen the notes on patients. Now even the nurses had them. Had Amir done something, or had the patients' chorus affected them?
She wanted to check how many nurses had notes on them, but that would be too inefficient. The most urgent thing was to notify the Head Nurse as soon as possible.
"Is the Head Nurse in her office?" Ling Feiran asked Liu Wen.
Liu Wen answered uncertainly, "She should be. She said she was going to call the Logistics Department and request an emergency generator... Feifei, did something happen?