Zhou Huihui was a little embarrassed when she looked at her, "Momo, why are you looking at me?"
"You look so much like your sister."
Zhou Huihui touched her face and said with a smile: "Of course we look alike. We are identical twins. We grew up together and we are very similar in every aspect."
"But I can still tell you two apart at a glance. Do you know why?"
"Why?"
Nan Qing glanced at the headband she wore to tie her hair: "Your headband is the cheapest kind, a single-color headband. The one on your sister's head is more expensive and has decorations on it. The clothes you wear are relatively simple, and the ones your sister wears are relatively simple.
The ones that look better, to put it another way, the ones your sister uses are more expensive and more refined than yours."
Zhou Huihui's face froze, and a trace of embarrassment and embarrassment flashed across her face.
"You are looking for her, right? I saw her. She was wandering on the fourth floor just now. Go look for her now. She may still be there."
"Okay...ok."
Nan Qing left with a cute and innocent smile on his face.
Zhou Huihui looked at her thin back. She was always wearing a large hospital gown, and her face looked like a patient.
This should be a patient from the First People's Hospital, and he accidentally came to this mental hospital.
Zhou Huihui went up to the fourth floor to look for someone, but it turned out that the fourth floor was empty, and there was even a faint cold breeze. She didn't dare to stay here for a long time, let alone look for someone carefully.
"Isn't it Momo who lied to me?"
At noon, everyone ate in the cafeteria. Looking at the white-eyed nurses, patients and family members, the living people all stayed away.
Several people died last night, and they shuddered when they thought of the charred appearance of the hospital last night and the charred corpses everywhere.
It's only been a day and a half...
If you survive for three days, the remaining half of the time will definitely be more difficult.
There will definitely be no fewer people dying tonight than last night, and no one wants to be the 'lucky one'.
After lunch, Zhong Zecheng and Liu Si gathered the living people together.
Everyone was discussing in an empty room.
Nan Qing originally wanted to go back to the ward, but the pregnant woman called her.
"We are planning to run away. Let's discuss it now. You can follow us without being kissed or cared for." The pregnant woman had just given birth to her baby last night and was very weak. Wang Qiang supported her throughout the process.
A grown man has to support his wife and hold a newborn child. It is very difficult for the family.
Nan Qing glanced at the baby wearing a small hospital gown.
Pregnant woman: "These clothes were given to us by a ghost nurse. We can't help it. Our clothes are too rough, but this hospital gown is soft and can only be worn by the child."
Nan Qing walked closer and took a look at the soft sleeping child: "Is she the little sister?"
"Yes, it's a little sister. She was born prematurely, but she is very healthy." The pregnant woman looked at her child with eyes full of love.
Nan Qing: "Don't you like boys?"
"Ah? Of course not. I like whether my child is a boy or a girl."
"Can I hug her?"
"sure."
The pregnant woman smiled and taught her how to hold the baby, and Nan Qing carefully picked up the baby.
It's soft and soft in my hands, so comfortable.
It was because she was cold, so Nan Qing tightened the baby's clothes a little tighter, and then said, "Let me help you carry the baby."
The pregnant woman was a little worried, but she still agreed.
Wang Qiang was not at ease, but his wife's health had not recovered. If he wanted to run away for a while, he would have to carry her on his back, and there would be no one to hold the child.
They didn't know many acquaintances among this group of people.
This girl helped his wife take the medicine. She was obviously a very caring girl. Wang Qiang nodded: "Thank you, little sister."
"You're welcome, I like little sister."
Nan Qing followed them to the empty room with the child in his arms. Many living people had already gathered here.
At times like this, the male and female protagonists of the world usually take charge of the overall situation. As soon as we entered the room, we saw that the situation was indeed like this.
Zhong Zecheng said: "The rule we know is that this hospital is relatively safe during the day, but it is not absolutely safe. Someone disappeared during the day yesterday, but it was not clear because we are not familiar with it, but today a girl disappeared."
Zhou Huihui's eyes turned red when she said this. She searched for half a morning but couldn't find Zhou Lanlan.
"This hospital is very dangerous at night, just like the situation last night."
Everyone looked pale as they recalled what happened last night.
Zhong Zecheng: "My suggestion is not to stay in this hospital. I spent the whole morning finding the door of the hospital. The door is unlocked and we can escape."
Someone raised an opinion: "There are mountains outside. Which direction are we going to run in? Do you know the way?"
Liu Si: "We found a map near this hospital in the book corner. It only takes an hour to go down the mountain, and you can see the village if you go further."
"Are the villages in this place sure to be normal villages?" Some people were afraid.
Liu Si understood the man's thoughts, "Nowhere else can be worse than this hospital. It gets dark very early here. I can guarantee that at least half of our people here will die tonight. Our mortal bodies are completely useless."
The only way to fight those ghosts is to sit here and wait for death. There may be a glimmer of hope after leaving the hospital."
"Er Er, can I leave the hospital?"
"Yes, but you can't get out of this mountain. Neither the living nor the dead can get out of this mountain."
"Then it looks like their work will be in vain."
Gradually everyone was persuaded, and everyone discussed gathering towards the door from all directions, and then leaving the hospital without the other ghosts noticing.
Nan Qing followed the couple downstairs with the baby in her arms.
A man with blond hair and white clothes stood at the top of the stairs and looked at their backs.