Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 634 Meeting
The smell of disinfectant is a bit pungent. If you stay in the ward for a long time, your body seems to be infected with a certain smell.

Carrying his bag, Gao Ming walked alone in the hospital corridor. A new patient had been admitted to the ward where he had lived before. The patient was also in a coma and his family was also not allowed to visit him.

"Stop! This is a private hospital. To avoid irritating the patients, family members are not allowed to visit during the treatment period!" A female nurse had just checked the ward and saw Gao Ming's back when she came out. She spoke in a stern tone and trotted over to stop him.

"I'm not a family member, I'm a patient." Gao Ming turned around and found that the female nurse looked familiar. She had taken care of him before and her name seemed to be Lingling.

"Gao Ming? Aren't you discharged from the hospital? Didn't the doctor say you needed to come back for a follow-up check?" Lingling was very happy to see Gao Ming. She had been by his side during his coma. Seeing Gao Ming return to normal, she had a strange sense of accomplishment.

"I'm here to find Xuan Wen. I keep dreaming about scary things lately." Gao Ming is not a very handsome man, but maybe because he has died too many times, he has a kind of melancholy and a very special temperament.

"You came at a great time. Doctor Xuan just finished a meeting with the experts from Yongsheng Pharmaceutical and is examining the patient in Room 7009." Lingling complained dissatisfiedly, "You've seen that guy in Room 7009 before. He's the most difficult patient I've ever met. He wakes up very quickly every time he's hypnotized. The experts have held a two-day meeting just for him."

"Have I seen it too?"

"Yes, his name is Xia Yang. When you were in a coma, other patients hated him, but you were the only one who kept listening to his stories." Lingling looked a little helpless: "Maybe you are not familiar with him, but he thinks you are his only friend, more like family than family."

"I remember Xia Yang was discharged from the hospital?" When Gao Ming just woke up from a nightmare, Xia Yang gave him a "birthday painting".

"The plague god got sick again just a few days after he left. When the ambulance arrived at his house, the bedroom was full of blood and strange patterns all over the house. He painted his house to look like a bloody cage." Lingling used to complain to Gao Ming about unhappy things at work. After all, the unconscious Gao Ming would not spread gossip. "Why do you think that guy is so depressed? He is a typical rich second-generation. The inheritance left by his parents will not be spent in several lifetimes. I don't know what he is worried about every day?"

"Maybe he's homesick." Gao Ming touched his chest. Xia Yang in the Vast Sea was already dead, and his portrait was locked in the torture chamber. But later Gao Ming fell into the trap of the statue of the past and future, causing him and Situ An's consciousness to escape: "Xia Yang and I both received the latest technology treatment from Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. So, his real body should be in Xinhu, and what entered the Vast Sea was only a consciousness? Or soul?"

Lingling still had work to do, so she chatted with Gao Ming for a while and then left. Gao Ming went up the stairs to the seventh floor.

The lighting gets dimmer as you go higher in the hospital. The long corridor on the seventh floor gives people a gloomy feeling, as if an old man is sleeping forever.

"Why do I feel like I've been here before?" Gao Ming's mind was filled with memories of his multiple deaths in the vast sea, memories of the reality in Xinhu, and his earliest childhood memories. A normal person would have gone crazy after experiencing all this, but fortunately Gao Ming was not too normal.

Walking past each ward, Gao Ming stared at the numbers on the doors. He slowed down his pace and finally stopped outside room 7003.

Through the small window on the door, Gao Ming saw a patient. He was standing stiffly on the bed. It seemed that part of his head had been removed and was somewhat deformed.

"I have also seen Ward 7003 in Situ An's hospital, where lives a 'madman' who calls himself Question Mark. It was he who told me that Hanhai is a non-existent city and that our life in Hanhai is illusory." In the interlayer of his backpack, Gao Ming still kept the city map that the other party had thrown to him. The map had been bent many times, and an area of ​​sea near Xinhu and Hanjiang was circled in red.

There was a light knock on the door. The patient standing on the bed heard the noise and turned his body in a daze. His hospital gown was covered with various formulas.

The patient's pupils trembled as they looked at each other. He ran out of bed and came to the door. The locked door was connected to the hospital's alarm system and could not be opened by force. The patient lay on the small window and observed Gao Ming carefully.

"question mark?"

"You remembered!" The patient's face was stuck in the middle of the window, and his mouth forced an ugly smile: "It's good that you remembered it, you still have a chance."

"What opportunity?" Gao Ming has always been curious about this patient. It seems that the other party has also entered the vast sea, and it seems that he relied on his own ability to calculate the loophole and woke up.

"I asked you to call me Question Mark because I don't remember my name. You are different. You still have a chance to remember your real name." The patient pressed his entire face against the small window. To be honest, his expression was a bit scary. "Do you remember what I said to you when you woke up?"

"I have an impression." What the other party said at the time was that Gao Ming became what he is now because he received the latest treatment technology from Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. There were thirteen people like him.

"Among the thirteen of you, the other twelve were carefully selected. Only you are different. Your appearance is an unexpected surprise." The patient pressed the door with both hands: "Only you..."

Mr. Question Mark was about to say something when he heard footsteps from the other side of the corridor. He immediately became stupid again and stood blankly in the corner of the room.

Gao Ming retracted his gaze and walked towards the direction where the footsteps came from. He turned the corner, but saw no one. The road leading to Ward 7009 was empty.

Gao Ming walked quickly forward, arrived at the door of 7009, looked inside, and his eyes changed slightly.

There were a lot of bloodstains on the bed, blood-stained bandages on the floor, medicines scattered around, and instruments smashed.

Amidst this mess, a female doctor was quietly flipping through medical records, as if all the troubles in reality had nothing to do with her.

The guardrail on the window was smashed crooked, and there were broken glass everywhere. The house was in a mess, but Gao Ming only saw the night wind blowing into the house through the gaps in the railings, gently lifting the ends of the female doctor's hair.

Pushing open the door of the ward, Gao Ming walked forward carrying the bag.

Hearing the noise, the female doctor also raised her head.

The moonlight shone between the two people, one standing on the mess, and the other hiding in the darkness.

There was no joy of meeting old friends, no peach blossoms and flowing water, nor was there any rain or lingering clouds. The two of them just stood there quietly, and no one spoke first.

(End of this chapter)