Ward Two.
Qin Manjiang and the dazed Jian Cunxin finally charged out of the basement!
Had they made it?
Only when Jian Cunxin realized Qin Manjiang was pulling her along as they fled through the sunlight did it sink in: she had made it!
By then, however, it was already late. The sun hung low over the mountain, bathing all of Ping'an Hospital in orange.
The mutilated corpse had not followed them. Drenched in sweat, Qin Manjiang and Jian Cunxin slumped 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... had I shrunk?!
Micropsia!
The word abruptly sprang into his mind.
Before Qin Manjiang could offer any warning, a blood-drenched corpse suddenly fell from the sky and slammed into the concrete in front of him and Jian Cunxin!
"Aah!!!"
The corpse that crashed down without warning made Jian Cunxin, who 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 in his care had already become a ghost?
They turned to look toward Ward One...
But with that glance, they saw...
A bizarre child whose eye sockets were crammed with eyeballs!
He was clearly still a child... around eight or nine, but those grotesquely bulging eyeballs were horrifying, and they were staring fixedly at them!
"Patient