Quick Wear: Welcome to the Crazy Scene

The notes were piled up in the gap, and were covered with cobwebs and dust, but fortunately, Shen Jin managed to move them out intact and placed them in a row on the table.

Shen Jin carefully brushed away the dust, but the wrinkles and yellowish color that had formed over time could not be eliminated.

She didn't know how long these three pieces of paper had been hidden in the gap, and could only guess that they came from seriously ill patients who had lived here a long time ago.

Shen Jin opened the first note.

The handwriting is neat and elegant, and the owner must have practiced calligraphy. The ink is a little smudged, but it doesn't affect the readability.

The note read: "I hope that through active treatment, I can be discharged from the hospital and build a perfect family with him."

It was clearly the hope of an unmarried woman who was unable to marry her boyfriend due to some illness, and after entering the hospital, she actively made wishes for the future.

How did she do later? Was she discharged from the hospital smoothly and successfully established the family of her dreams?

Shen Jin flattened the second note.

"I forgot a lot, and my hair started falling out one by one. I had to follow the nurse's advice and cut off my long hair. I thought I was getting sicker, but the doctor told me I was getting better. Is this true? It doesn't matter. Once I get better, I can go out."

The second note was clearly written after a period of treatment. She had memory and physical problems, but the doctor's diagnosis gave her the illusion that she was recovering.

Shen Jin clenched the note with his fingertips and crumpled it into a ball again.

The third note was her final ending.

Before she opened it, Shen Jin held onto her anticipation. That was until she saw the erratic, weak handwriting on the note. There were also wet and dry water marks on the top, as well as black bloodstains.

She wrote: "I shouldn't be here, mom please save me..."

She hadn't even finished writing the letter asking for help.

Shen Jin remained silent. He gathered the three pieces of paper in his palm, crumpled them into a ball, and stuffed them back to their original place, as if he hadn't noticed anything.

Even if the warm white cloth is placed on the iron plate, it still cannot block the coldness that seeps in.

She always knew that this hospital was not as simple as it looked, but when she saw the last cry for help from her mother, she couldn't help but remain silent.

……

"Ding dong."

Voice came from the radio hanging on the wall.

"There's still half an hour until nighttime power saving mode. For your safety, please patients and staff please refrain from lingering in the corridors."

"Don't linger."

Shen Jin stood inside the iron gate, looking at the corridor outside through the peephole.

Because of the peephole, her vision was a bit yellow. When the announcement sounded, the hospital seemed to fall into a rhythmic tremor. She saw that those who were still outside immediately put down their work and walked to their respective rooms.

Just five minutes after the broadcast was made, the corridor was completely cleared.

This efficiency is a bit too high.

Now that everyone has left, it's time for Shen Jin to go out.

She pressed the door handle and quickly slipped through the crack of the door. In just a moment, she reached the blind spot of the surveillance camera.

When she came here, she had already planned her departure route.

The corridor lights flickered. It didn't seem like they were saving energy, but rather that they were in disrepair and on the verge of obsolescence. However, the green sign on the wall provided a steady light source, providing ample illumination.

Room 506 was in the middle, with the nurses' station in front and the intensive care unit behind. Shen Jin naturally chose to start from the nurses' station and looked at every room.

In the nurses' station, four nurses were sitting in a circle, playing cards. The smoke was so thick that it made people feel sick. It looked like a chess and card room.

The nurses were still wearing the uniform pink uniforms, but under the flickering yellow light, the clothes revealed patches of mottled shadows.

Fortunately, it was very busy on the other end and no one noticed the figure that flashed past the window.

Shen Jin lay at the door of 501, looking at the situation inside the house through the peephole.

The owner of 501 is a woman with shoulder-length hair. She is lying on the iron table and recording something.

Shen Jin's spiritual sense was once again blocked. She could only hear a woman's low humming, like a lullaby.

The occupant of room 502 was already in bed, ready to sleep, but her quilt was still folded into a tofu-like pile at the foot of the bed. She was slightly hunched over, clearly feeling the cold and shivering to keep warm.

It’s cold, why don’t you cover yourself with a blanket?

……

Shen Jin walked slowly, carefully scanning every room.

The people living there were all women, without exception. They were harmless, obeying the broadcast instructions and going about their business in their rooms.

The further you go, the more serious the symptoms become.

At the other end of the corridor was Room 520. The nameplate on the door had turned red to black, like solidified blood.

Shen Jin looked through the peephole and saw the woman who was also looking at her.

……

The woman's face was extremely pale, and she was a little short in height. She was standing on tiptoe, leaning against the door, looking out.

Shen Jin saw her brown eyes and the bloodshot whites of her eyes.

It’s still a bit scary, Shen Jin thought.

The patients living here seem to have some mental problems.

She knocked on the door calmly.

"Dong-dong."

Shen Jin knocked without any scruples, and the sound of the iron door being knocked echoed in the quiet corridor.

I didn't know who was more scared, inside or outside the door.

"Can you please let me in?"

Shen Jin knew she could hear it. Although the door was made of iron, it was not very soundproof.

There was no answer from inside the house.

So Shen Jin knocked again and again.

"If you don't open tonight, I will still come to visit tomorrow."

So give up the pointless struggle. She is in the mood to knock on the door now, but she might kick it down the next moment.

Finally, Shen Jin heard her voice.

Hoarse and extremely cold: "Your name."

Shen Jin stopped knocking and answered seriously, "Shen Jin."

She saw that the person in the house seemed to have been shocked by something, with tears in his eyes. She trembled and gripped the door handle tightly.

She then asked, "Gender."

"Female."

Shen Jin still answered calmly.

The next second, the woman who got the answer quickly turned the handle and pulled Shen Jin into the room.

"Bang!"

There was a loud slam of a door closing.

But it had nothing to do with the two people in the room.