Horror games? Whatever, I'll die.

Lin Yucheng smiled weakly, "I can manage for now, but I need to see a psychiatrist later. If this continues, I really feel like I'm going to go crazy."

Liang Zaibing was silent for a moment before saying, "It's better for us to stay together at times like this."

Huang Fang echoed this sentiment, saying, "That's right, in horror movies, it's always the lone person who gets hurt first."

"It's okay, I'll be back soon." Lin Yucheng insisted on his own opinion. "Last night, all four of us were there, and this still happened, didn't it?"

"Don't you all understand that no matter how many people there are, it makes no difference in front of that monster?"

Liang Zaibing was speechless and didn't stop him anymore. She just told him, "Come back quickly and keep in touch with us on the way."

"Okay." Lin Yucheng nodded in agreement, then turned and got into a taxi at the door to go to the city hospital.

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Lin Yucheng nervously held the business card and asked the nurse at the reception desk, "Excuse me, which consultation room is Dr. Qin Shuilan in?"

The nurse pointed to the corridor behind her, "Go in, to the very last room."

Lin Yucheng thanked the nurse, walked through the corridor lined with examination rooms, and went all the way to the end.

The sign on the left door reads "Male Doctor," while the sign on the right door reads "Clinic Room" without a sign.

Lin Yucheng turned around twice, thinking of pushing open the right-hand examination room to take a look, but suddenly noticed that the door between the two examination rooms, in the middle of the corridor, was slightly ajar.

So this is the innermost room.

Without further hesitation, Lin Yucheng knocked on the door and then pushed it open to go inside.

The entire consultation room was decorated in a soft off-white tone, and the young female doctor, wearing a white coat, sat behind a square table.

"Is this Dr. Qin Shuilan?"

Qin Shuilan wore the friendly smile typical of a psychologist, nodded with a smile, and gestured for Lin Yucheng to sit in the chair in front of her.

Lin Yucheng suddenly felt uneasy. He remembered the female ghost who impersonated the school doctor that Liang Zaibing had mentioned.

But shouldn't the female ghost be in the school? And Dr. Qin and the female ghost don't look alike, so it should be fine, right?

Despite thinking this way, Lin Yucheng still felt uneasy.

When he sat down, he pretended to drop his phone on the ground and deliberately bent down to examine Dr. Qin's feet.

Thankfully, it was normal; just ordinary low-heeled leather shoes and gray trousers.

Lin Yucheng breathed a sigh of relief, completely at ease.

Just then, the phone rang; it was Huang Fang.

Lin Yucheng answered the phone with a "hello," but the other end hung up. He then sent a message to Lin Yucheng via WeChat.

"Are you okay over there?"

"No problem, I've seen Dr. Qin Shuilan, I'll be back soon." Lin Yucheng put down his phone after replying to the message.

Qin Shuilan asked him softly, "Have you been having any troubles lately?"

Recalling everything that happened last night, Lin Yucheng couldn't help but feel a mental breakdown. He clutched his head in a daze, rambling incoherently, "Blood! It's all blood... That monster ate him, and now it's coming to eat me... I didn't see anything, I didn't say anything, don't kill me..."

"Don't be afraid, you're safe now," Qin Shuilan comforted him softly. "Relax."

"Can you think back to that incident from the beginning and tell me little by little? It's okay if you stop halfway through; I can wait for you to tell me slowly."

After taking several deep breaths, Lin Yucheng finally managed to calm down and recount the absurd events of the past two days with difficulty.

Even if it's considered a hallucination of a mental patient, it doesn't matter. He desperately wants someone to sort out his emotions. Isn't that what a psychologist does?

Qin Shuilan remained silent for quite some time, seemingly processing what he had said.

Lin Yucheng buried his face in his hands in despair, "You don't believe me either, right?"

"No, I believe you," Qin Shuilan said firmly.

Surprised by the unexpected trust, Lin Yucheng murmured, "Why are you willing to believe me?"

Qin Shuilan revealed a suppressed fear, her voice so low that only the two of them could hear, "Because..."

"Because I've also seen that ghost baby."

“It’s right here—” Qin Shuilan’s tone suddenly rose, “right beside me.”

Lin Yucheng's eyes widened, an uncontrollable panic spreading from the depths of his heart.

He suddenly stood up from his chair, turned around and tried to run away, but he didn't notice that he tripped hard.

Turning his head, he realized that the red puddle of water had appeared at his feet at some point, and there was a small bruise on his ankle, the force of which had almost broken his ankle bone.

The gentle doctor, who had just been all smiles, tore off her disguise, revealing her true face: covered in mottled scars and dirt, her red dress filthy beyond recognition.

"no, do not want!"

Lin Yucheng desperately shook off that little hand, staggered to his feet, and ran towards the door.

The door, which had been slightly ajar, was now as solid as cast iron, and no matter how he turned the doorknob, it was to no avail.

The cozy consultation room turned into a narrow, dusty storage room; he had gone into the wrong room from the start.

Lin Yucheng hurriedly took out his phone to call Liang Zaibing and the others. Although he knew they wouldn't be able to save him in time, he still blindly clung to this straw.

Unfortunately, he couldn't even grasp at this straw; the phone call couldn't go through, and the internet and signal were cut off.

The female ghost, wearing a broken high heel, approached him step by step, her smile ferocious and insane.

That was the hunter's gleeful laugh after his prey had stepped into the trap.

"Don't be so scared, it won't hurt."

The trail of blood moved swiftly, catching up with the panicked Lin Yucheng in the blink of an eye, and snapping his cervical vertebrae in one bite.

All pain and fear vanished from him at that moment, leaving only an empty void in his mind.

A chilling chewing sound echoed from the quiet storage room.

Click.

Click.

Click.

……

After hanging up on Dr. Qin Shuilan, Liang Zaibing's face darkened, and she turned to call Lin Yucheng.

A cold, businesslike female voice came through the receiver, "The number you dialed is not in service. Please try again later... your..."

Huang Fang asked him, bewildered, "What's wrong?"

Liang Zaibing punched the wall in frustration. "I just called Dr. Qin, and she said she hasn't received a patient named Lin Yucheng."

"How is that possible? Didn't Lin Yucheng mention it? Where did he go..." Huang Fang's words suddenly stopped.

Where will you go?

If someone disappears in such a dangerous place, what other fate awaits them besides being lured and killed by a ghost?

Liang Zaibing patted Huang Fang heavily on the shoulder and said solemnly, "The dormitory is no longer habitable. We need to go out and find a place to stay right now."

"Okay, I'll look for a place now."

Huang Fang opened the software and was about to head straight to the search bar when, inexplicably, he was drawn to a rental listing on the homepage.

"A room in Jingyun Huating is available for rent. It is unit 402 in building 7. It is fully furnished and ready to move in. It has two bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom. The monthly rent is 1,000 yuan with a deposit of one month's rent and payment in advance."