Yuze chased after Lan Ye from behind and wanted to go with him, but Lan Ye glared back at him and threw Dr. Shangguan's access card to him.
"Dr. Shangguan and the others are probably in the operating room on the second floor. If you can get there, it shouldn't be a problem to eat and drink in a short time."
There was actually another purpose for sending Yuze away. Of course, even if Lan Ye didn't say it, he knew that they still had this tacit understanding after more than ten years of best friends.
After receiving the access card, Yuze stared at Lan Ye for a long time and nodded slowly.
"Save your life and come back early." This guy was serious for once.
Lan Ye shrugged, walked upstairs with his hands in his pockets, and waved behind everyone: "It depends on my mood. See you again if we are lucky!"
"No one wants to see you, a murderer, again!" He Yuqiu's angry shout came from behind.
"Lan Ye, come back! Mom, don't stop me."
"Sunan, listen to mom and don't be willful."
"Sunan, don't worry, I will take good care of you. We have always been gentlemanly and won't kill people casually like this guy."
"Tsk!" Lan Ye had already gone to the 5th floor. Listening to the quarrel downstairs, he couldn't help but despise Jason in his heart.
Gentlemanly? How could a real gentleman watch a girl being hurt and humiliated? A real gentleman will not make a girl sad and disappointed. Every boy should show his best and most gentlemanly side to a girl.
Lan Ye strode up the stairs. The sound downstairs gradually faded away. The roars of the zombies around him began to intensify. Behind the doors of the passages on each floor were swaying figures and low roars.
In fact, Lan Ye was a little angry when he left this time.
He doesn't care what others think of him, doesn't care about the team or anything like that. He only cares about two people. Yuze can understand him, but she..." Lan Ye rubbed his chest and moved his arms. Su Nan obviously didn't use all her strength in this kick, otherwise, with her leg skills, it would be strange if his arm wasn't broken.
But Lan Ye just couldn't figure it out. At this time, good or bad, right or wrong, at the critical moment of life and death, do these still matter?
Liu Chao has evil intentions and has always coveted Su Nan. He just wants her body. Everyone can see this. If he is let go, what if he recovers and takes revenge...
Maybe it doesn't matter to others, but it is absolutely not allowed for Lan Ye.
Now there are no good people or bad people in this place, only living people and dead people.
Xinxin is right in one sentence, only the strong can escape from the hospital alive.
In order to survive, he can do anything. Thinking secretly, Lan Ye clenched his fists.
Just as Lan Ye passed a fire door, he suddenly heard a faint singing voice in his ear. He couldn't hear what it was singing, like a childish voice.
This sudden singing voice mixed with the low and gloomy roar of the corpse, which seemed extremely discordant.
Lan Ye looked up and looked at the number of floors, 7 floors.
This floor is different from the other floors. Compared with the white of other floors, the color of this floor is full of childish colors, and even the color of the ward door is sky blue.
This is the pediatrics department, which is directly connected to the pediatric health inpatient department. Lan Ye has interned here. The children who come here to treat are all those who suffer from congenital or acquired diseases, which lead to cognitive and language dysfunction.
He met Dr. Shangguan here. At that time, Dr. Shangguan was his teaching teacher, so he was quite familiar with the road on this floor.
When Lan Ye thought of the children who became zombies, he felt that those children were very pitiful. In this doomsday world, it is difficult for children to survive in this world. They will only be turned into zombies that only kill and bloodthirst.
But compared with adults, it should be easier to deal with, so Lan Ye quietly opened the door and looked inside.
The whole corridor was quiet, and no zombies were seen.
Several mutilated corpses that were eaten fell to the ground. The ground was full of scattered papers and splattered blood. At this moment, it had solidified into a dry dark brown.
The singing came from the pediatric treatment room opposite. Looking at the door covered with bloody handprints, Lan Ye swallowed his saliva, pulled out his baton and knife, and carefully touched it.
There is singing, at least it means there are living people.
The doors on both sides of the corridor of the inpatient department were closed. Along the way, Lan Ye tried to look inside through the small windows on the door.
There were no living people, and there were corpses everywhere on the ground, at least more than 30, stacked together.
Lan Ye squatted down and took a closer look, and found that these zombies were all without exception. All of them had their heads chopped by sharp weapons such as knives and axes. There was only one wound, and they were killed in one blow.
He took a breath of cold air. Who did it? How fast was it?
Turning a corner, a low roar came clearly, and Lan Ye hurriedly leaned over and squatted.
He saw a woman covered in blood, lying on a stretcher, chewing something in big mouthfuls, surrounded by splattered blood.
After making sure there were no other zombies around, Lan Ye quietly approached, suddenly took out his knife, and stabbed it in the back of the head from behind.
It trembled all over, stopped moving, and fell to the ground powerlessly, with its white eyes still wide open.
After getting rid of the zombie, Lan Ye looked down, his eyes instantly widened, and he almost vomited when he turned his head.
On the bed was the body of a young child, oh no, it should be said that half of it.
His limbs had been torn off, and only a few bones were left after being bitten. The blood plasma mixed with internal organs covered the sheets, and the originally white sheets had been dyed black and red.
Lan Ye stood by the bed for a while, calmed down, and looked at the gnawed corpse on the bed. His mood was very complicated, and he sighed that it would be great if all this had not happened.
Walking out of the ward area and coming to the treatment area opposite, the door was still closed, but fortunately Lan Ye had other access cards.
After swiping open the door, Lan Ye held the door handle, put his ear against the door and waited quietly for a while. After making sure that there were no zombies rushing towards him, he slowly opened the door.
The moment he heard the song, Lan Ye shuddered all over, got goose bumps, felt a chill on his spine, and a creepy feeling quickly crept up his scalp.
The voice was like the dead in the deep valley, chanting a gloomy ballad in a hell filled with blood and rotting corpses:
"Clay doll, clay doll, a clay doll... He has no dear father, and no mother."
He didn't know why. Although he knew it was a nursery rhyme, Lan Ye always had a sense of horror, which made him feel terrified.
The corridor was quiet. There were treatment rooms on both sides. At the end of the corridor were the physiotherapy room and the bathroom. The doors were open, and the situation inside was visible.
There were no living people or dead people. There were large patches of dried blood on the ground, which were obviously cleaned up by someone.
No wonder there were so many corpses in the ward just now. Looking at the dragging marks on the ground, they were thrown there.
There are people here. To complete such a large workload, there must be a lot of people. Lan Ye held the baton and knife tightly, and became more and more curious.
These people are either children or medical staff. Who has the ability to kill so many zombies and drag the corpses away?
Lan Ye continued to move forward. There was a corner in front of him, leading directly to the sensory integration exercise hall. The singing seemed to come from the hall.
As he got closer, the singing became clearer and clearer. It should be a girl singing. She would sing out of tune from time to time, and the lyrics would be wrong or paused. The voice sounded a little strange, but he couldn't tell.
He slowly pushed open the door of the hall. In order to meet the treatment needs of children, the sensory hall was decorated like a kindergarten, with balls, carpets, and various colorful toys.
The hall was empty, no one was there, and many things were placed in the same way as he had previously remembered. There was no messy scene like other departments.
There were a few small bloody handprints on the window, and blood was also splashed on the colorful thick mat on the ground. This place should have been as messy as the outside at the beginning, but it was deliberately tidied up later.
The singing floated out from a small room at the innermost of the hall, which was the visual therapy room.
Lan Ye took a deep breath, walked slowly towards the visual therapy room, came to the door, gently pressed his hand on the door handle, and put his ear against the door to listen carefully.
Lan Ye then heard the sound of a piano and some electronic toys.
What the hell? At this time, there won't be anyone doing treatment, right?