"Hey, did you see that just now? There weren't any consultation rooms at all. The doors ahead in that corridor were all ghosts. Those things were standing there stiffly, completely motionless. How many doorways did we pass from then until now?"
"Ten? Twenty?"
Sun Yi spoke with unease and panic.
Thanks to the ghost candle, they had successfully found a way out. By then, everyone had left that horrifying place and was making their way up through the hospital's emergency stairwell.
"Shut up. No one thinks you're mute just because you don't talk," someone snapped at him.
Thinking back to what they had seen in that instant, everyone still felt lingering fear.
If they had continued wasting time there, then once all those ghosts woke up, every one of them would have died there.
"What were those things? Why didn't they attack us? We walked right past them so openly. By all rights, they shouldn't have let an opportunity like that slip by," Zhang Han said uneasily.
Wang Xiaoming said, "Perhaps they were in the midst of some transformation and had not fully become third-stage Ghost Infants yet. Or perhaps some other reason prevented those ghosts from waking up. But that isn't important. What matters is that the hospital's situation has become even worse. At first, I thought there was only one ghost. The Ghost Infants inside those patients' stomachs barely even counted."
"Now, it seems there is only one possibility."
"What possibility?" Zhang Han asked.
"The ghosts there have been released and have now invaded this place. If that is the case, then the source of this entire incident—that unknown ghost—doesn't want us to discover its existence. It may even not want us to find it."
Wang Xiaoming's expression shifted slightly. "Previously, I merely used the other Ghost Infants