After separating from Huai Yiweiwei, Wang Changguo was considering where to go.

He had originally planned to continue hiding back in the ward, but after thinking about it, he dismissed the idea. After all, the ghost was right beside Lin Wan'er.

And after the ghost killed Lin Wan'er, it would come looking for them.

Putting himself in the ghost's shoes, if he were the ghost, he would definitely check the ward to see which unlucky person was hiding there.

No.

Just hiding wasn't going to work.

He had to move, see if he could find a ward with more people, so that even if the ghost found him, he might be able to use someone else as a substitute.

With that thought, he quickened his pace.

The 2nd floor was out of the question. He was going to try his luck upstairs.

But after walking back and forth through two corridors, the nearby rooms weren't locked. Judging by the paper on the doors, there should be people inside many of them.

But strangely, there wasn't a sound coming from inside.

He wasn't stupid. Naturally, he didn't dare to push the door open to look.

Maybe... everyone in this hospital was already dead. Everyone he had seen before, whether doctors, nurses, or patients...

Were actually ghosts!

As soon as this guess surfaced, it quickly took over his mind.

Lightening his footsteps, he walked slowly along one side of the corridor, listening carefully to the surrounding sounds.

It was completely dark now. The dim lights overhead in the corridor glowed weakly, emitting a half-dead light.

In the silence, it seemed that all the noises were amplified, and he could even hear his own heartbeat.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed something.

He immediately looked towards the end of the corridor, at the corner where the corridor met the stairwell. Half a figure was visible from behind the corner.

It was... Weiwei!

Wang Changguo was overjoyed.

It was strange, now that he thought about it. Not long ago, he had made up his mind to escape from Weiwei and Huai Yi.

But in this kind of environment, running into a teammate again gave him a feeling of being alive again. He couldn't wait to rush to Weiwei's side.

Weiwei was about 20 meters away from him. He quickened his pace.

But as the distance closed, Wang Changguo's expression became strange. Weiwei... seemed a little different than before.

She was hidden in the shadows, only showing an arm and her face, her eyes slightly widened, staring straight at him.

That arm was slowly waving at him, as if calling him over.

Where was Huai Yi?

They should be together.

Wang Changguo frowned and looked around Weiwei, but couldn't find his figure.

Moreover... a strange feeling rose in his heart. The darkness around Weiwei was strange, not like a lack of light, but more like a layer of gray mist.

With that thought, Wang Changguo dared not go any further.

He stood there, deciding to continue observing.

But Weiwei was still the same as before, constantly waving for him to come over.

After a few seconds, Wang Changguo noticed that Weiwei's waving arm was very stiff, like a puppet, with a fixed amplitude and frequency each time it waved.

The movement of her hand was also strange, her five fingers slightly hooked, like claws.

Without hesitating, just as Wang Changguo took half a step back, preparing to turn around and run, a scene that made his blood run cold appeared.

The mist around Weiwei dissipated quickly, and a pale, twisted ghost face emerged from behind Weiwei's head.

The ghost face, with its scarlet eyes, stared fixedly at Wang Changguo, most of its body exposed from behind the corner, one hand grabbing Weiwei's head, the other hand grabbing the severed arm.

Just now, it was the ghost holding Weiwei's head and a severed arm, slowly waving them, putting on a puppet show for Wang Changguo.

"Ah... ah ah!" Wang Changguo ran behind him like a madman, "Help! Help!"

"Tap."

"Tap."

"Tap."

...

Heavy footsteps were chasing behind him. Wang Changguo didn't dare to look back. He was afraid that seeing the terrifying scene would scare him so much that his legs would go weak.

The footsteps chasing him were slow, much slower than Wang Changguo's own, but he could feel that the distance between him and the other party was getting closer and closer.

One step of the ghost was probably equal to his seven or eight steps.

Although he was terrified, Wang Changguo felt that his brain had never been so clear.

He was thinking about a way out.

Seeing a door nearby that wasn't locked, he resisted the urge to push it open, hide inside, and immediately lock the door.

The other party was a ghost. Even the sturdiest door was probably useless.

He ran to the hall where the two corridors met. He only had two paths in front of him.

Either rush into the dim stairwell, go upstairs, or go downstairs.

Or take the elevator.

No matter how you looked at it, taking the elevator was the worst option. Besides the oppressive feeling brought by the small space, he had to remember that these people were brought to this world by the elevator.

Moreover... the scene of Du Feng's tragic death was still vivid in his mind.

But just as Wang Changguo was about to rush into the stairwell in one go, he suddenly noticed that the sound of footsteps behind him... had disappeared.

The footsteps disappeared very suddenly. He hadn't noticed at all.

At the same time, he also noticed that the light in the stairwell not far away seemed much brighter than when he had seen it before.

The corner of the stairwell emitted a soft light, looking very safe.

"Gulp." Wang Changguo swallowed.

The look in his eyes as he looked at the stairwell also changed.

That's not right.

Where did that ghost go?

He looked around, front, back, left, and right, including the ceiling and every corner.

The ghost just disappeared.

Just before it was about to catch him.

He didn't think the ghost would let him go. Judging from the brief eye contact just now, the resentment in those scarlet eyes still shocked him.

That ghost... definitely wanted to kill him.

Now that things had come to this, Wang Changguo also understood that the first Huai Yi who appeared was human, and the second one, the pitiful, seriously injured Huai Yi, was the ghost.

How cunning.

This ghost's methods were really hard to guard against.

Weiwei died, so be it, but he didn't want to die. He stared at the stairwell not far away, the unease in his heart growing stronger.

He was sure.

That ghost... was hiding in the stairwell.

Waiting for him to walk right into the trap.

This was a gamble.

Huai Yi had said that ghosts usually don't kill people casually unless you fall into their trap.

Judging from the chase just now, what Huai Yi said was relatively credible.

Otherwise, according to the ghost's speed, it would have caught him long ago.

But it didn't.

It was waiting for him to make a mistake, waiting for him to fall into the trap it had designed long ago!

The stairwell ahead... was the dead end the ghost had set for him!

Wang Changguo was, after all, a man in his 40s, and the industry he worked in was relatively special. His experience and knowledge were not comparable to those of young people who had just entered society.

After a brief choice, he turned his attention to the elevator.

And it was the elevator that Jiang Cheng and the others had taken, the only one that led to the morgue.

A dead end...? A ruthless look flashed in his eyes.

Then he would just have to take a gamble!