Ward Two.
Qin Manjiang and the dazed Jian Cunxin finally rushed out of the basement!
Had they succeeded?
Only when Jian Cunxin realized Qin Manjiang was pulling her along as they fled through the sunlight did it sink in: she had succeeded!
By now, however, it was already late. The sun hung low over the mountains, gilding all of Ping'an Hospital orange.
The mutilated corpse had not followed them. Drenched in sweat, Qin Manjiang and Jian Cunxin collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.
They had finally escaped that hellish place.
Yet before Qin Manjiang could even rest, his scalp prickled.
He had suddenly noticed that this hospital... seemed to have grown larger?
No... have I shrunk?!
Micropsia!
The word suddenly flashed through his mind.
Before Qin Manjiang could warn her, a blood-drenched corpse suddenly fell from the sky and slammed onto the concrete in front of him and Jian Cunxin!
"Ah!!!"
The corpse that crashed down without warning made Jian Cunxin, whose nerves had only just relaxed a little, scream involuntarily.
The corpse... was covered in blood, as though all the blood inside it had been drained and poured over its skin.
Even more terrifyingly, when Qin Manjiang and Jian Cunxin saw its face, both of them began trembling uncontrollably...
The corpse was actually... Li Daiping!
It was Li Daiping's corpse!
Li Daiping had been in Ward One. He had not even survived the first night, which meant... the patient he was responsible for had already become a ghost?
They turned to look toward Ward One...
But with that glance, what they saw was...
A grotesque child whose eye sockets were packed with eyeballs!
He was clearly still a child... around eight or nine years old, but those horribly bulging eyeballs were terrifying, and they were staring fixedly at