Nightmare Attack

I originally thought it would take a while, but unexpectedly, as soon as I opened the door, the old man's eyes were attracted to the wine bottle.

Then after a brief hesitation, he invited them in.

The three of them sat around a small table, with an old-fashioned light bulb hanging above their heads that emitted a dim yellow light.

The room was very messy and there was almost no place to stay.

The layout of the whole room was also very problematic. There were no windows, and a bed with dirty sheets whose color could not be seen clearly was piled in the corner, with a black leather jacket thrown on it.

The cuffs of the leather jacket and the arms were torn and looked very worn.

The embarrassment of the elderly's lives can be imagined.

After sitting down, the old man naturally took out a few glasses from under the table and stared directly at the wine Jiang Cheng brought.

Jiang Cheng opened the wine with great discernment, and then poured a full glass for the old man.

Cao Yang was not idle either. He opened and arranged the dishes he had brought to go with the wine, and placed them all at a very convenient location for the old man.

The old man wanted to be reserved at first, and looked at Jiang Cheng with a very formal look and said, "It's okay to drink, but if you want to find out any information, I advise you to give up as soon as possible."

"Old man, my mouth is notoriously strict." The old man said righteously: "I say what I should say, but I won't spit out a word of what I shouldn't say. Everyone in the hospital knows that I, the old man, are the most reliable.

"That's right." Jiang Cheng put down the bottle of wine and complimented, "We just admire you as a person and want to chat with you and learn more."

When he saw the wine in the glass, the old man immediately took a sip without any invitation.

According to his conditions, he usually drinks loose wine that is not on the table.

He hasn't drank bottled liquor like this for a long time.

Especially when he glanced at the position beside Jiang Cheng, there were several bottles there.

The old man's surname is Zheng.

Because one eye was splashed with slag when burning the boiler, which caused vision problems. After drinking for a long time, the only eye with the problem was almost blind.

Some people in the hospital called him Blind Zheng.

"Mr. Zheng." Jiang Cheng raised his wine glass and said with a smile, "Shall we take one?"

"One goes, one goes!" Blind Zheng was in a good mood, picked up the glass and drank it. Cao Yang was very discerning and hurriedly added another.

The 70-degree spirit entered the throat, like a burst of boiling water poured directly into the throat, then went all the way down, and finally burned into the stomach.

Cao Yang almost vomited.

Fortunately, he suppressed it in the end and hurriedly took a big mouthful of food before his expression softened. (っ◔◡◔)っ

On the other hand, Jiang Cheng seemed to be fine.

Chatting with Blind Zheng, the two became familiar with each other after a while. Cao Yang couldn't get a word in the whole process, so he just listened to what the two said.

At the same time, when the wine is being brought, drink along.

"Brother Jiang!" Zheng Zheng looked at Jiang Cheng and felt more and more that the two of them were destined. He drank a lot as he went back and forth, and his only good eye began to become confused.

He grabbed a handful of peanuts and stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them in big mouthfuls, and said vaguely: "If you have anything to ask, just talk to me." Blind Zheng let out a long wine burp, "Just talk to my elder brother." I said!"

"No." Jiang Cheng slowly tasted a duck wing in his hand and replied with a smile: "I came here today just to make friends with Brother Zheng."

"Nonsense!" Blind Zheng saw that Jiang Cheng had doubled, but he still insisted: "You must be okay! If you are okay, if you are okay, you will treat your eldest brother as an outsider!"

Narrowing his eyes, Jiang Cheng spat out the duck wings in his mouth, looked at Blind Zheng and said with a smile, "Then let me ask a question?"

"Ask! You must ask!"

Blind Zheng's wine glass was empty, but as if he didn't know it, he still picked it up and made a drinking gesture, and then drank back.

In fact, Jiang Cheng was already taking care of him, and the last few glasses he poured for him were all the mineral water he brought.

This blind man Zheng's drinking capacity is not as good as wine.

This disappointed Jiang Cheng, who originally had some expectations.

Taking out a tissue, Jiang Cheng wiped his hands, "I live on the 6th floor, but the rooms in another corridor nearby are sealed."

Before Jiang Cheng finished speaking, he heard Zheng Zhengzi let out a long sigh, and the wine glass hit the table with a clang, "Oh - that's not what caused the trouble!"

Cao Yang, who was originally in a daze, immediately became energetic when he heard that there was a door.

But Jiang Cheng gave him a look, and Cao Yang's mouth, which was slightly open, slowly closed again.

Blind Zheng paused for a long time.

Jiang Cheng didn't push him, just drank slowly and waited.

The only good eye began to slowly become blurry, and Blind Zheng's whole feeling also changed, as if he was immersed in past memories due to the influence of alcohol.

"About 10 years have passed since that incident." Zheng Xiazi said, "Time flies so fast. I still had a lot of strength at that time, but it's not like it is now."

"Eighteen years." Blind Zheng said confirmingly.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Cheng asked very naturally, and opened another bottle of beer for himself, "That place was closed 18 years ago?"

"We have to start from the beginning." Blind Zheng's voice was different from before, with a touch of strange vicissitudes. "The corridor on the 6th floor was the psychiatric department of the hospital 18 years ago."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng paused when he picked up the wine glass, then took a sip of the wine.

Psychiatry

Listening to it is full of stories.

"Actually, before that incident happened, the hospital's business was still very good. Many patients from outside would choose to come to us for treatment, especially for some difficult and complicated diseases. Many of our doctors here have studied abroad." Zheng Xiazi is fine. In terms of knowledge, it seems that those who have studied abroad are the most powerful people in his eyes.

"One day I was delivering hot water bottles to each ward, and there was chaos upstairs. There were screams and running sounds, and it seemed like someone was starting a fight."

"I was standing in the corridor, and then someone ran down from upstairs. I remember it was a female nurse. There was blood on her hands and body. She ran and shouted, saying she had killed someone!"

"Then before I could react, I heard a thud outside the window. It was a soft, muffled sound. My first reaction was that someone had fallen."

"Later I found out that the man who fell from the building was a man. He killed someone, killed his wife, and then jumped off the building."

"It's in Ward 624."

"624?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Yes." When he said this, Zheng Zheng's drunkenness had dissipated a lot. It seemed that this incident had greatly touched him, "His wife lives in ward 624, which is the special care ward of the neurological department."

"His wife." Blind Zheng looked at Jiang Cheng with cloudy eyes, nodded his head with one hand and said, "His wife has a problem here."