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Living Funeral
The most critical thing was the baby's heartbreaking cries. It was a newborn, likely unaware of anything, yet it already knew pain, which is why it emitted such a mournful wail. The creature devouring the baby was clearly not human; it had no facial features, but its face was covered in blood.
The expressions of the people in the surveillance room changed drastically, turning grim. Gao Ling began to curse under her breath, while Director Ouyang wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, muttering, "No one can leave this place. If anyone can't keep their mouth shut and goes out, they can just get lost."
The staff in the surveillance room hurriedly assured him that they wouldn't leave.
Gao Ling and I exchanged glances. The process of the baby being devoured lasted about five minutes, and by the fifth minute, the baby could no longer cry out.
This faceless monster had only a mouth, and in that moment, a baby was consumed to death. The scene was gruesome and unsettling.
After finishing with the baby, it casually tossed the lifeless body into a trash bin.
I couldn't shake the feeling that it wasn't just eating flesh; it seemed more like it was drinking blood. This thought sent chills down my spine.
Once the surveillance footage ended, silence returned to the room; not even a drop of blood remained on the floor.
Director Ouyang continued to wipe his sweat, insisting that we should not call the police or leak this incident. But I suddenly felt that we needed to report it; this murderer might not be a ghost after all.
I thought this way, but seeing Director Ouyang's attitude made me realize that calling the police was futile. At that moment, I was still wearing a hospital gown. I said to Director Ouyang, "Have your nurses and family members keep a close watch on all pregnant women."
Director Ouyang nodded and left to make a phone call.
Zhao Fan asked me, "What should we do next?"
I focused on the pregnant women who were about to give birth, you know? And I made sure to pay attention to those who would be delivering at night.
At that moment, the woman in red interjected, "Chen Lang, I don't think he might be a ghost."
I glanced at the woman in red in surprise. After all, I had seen her devour living people before, but that was in the past and not worth dwelling on.
If he wasn't a living person, then without facial features—especially without eyes—how could he walk? That seemed rather twisted and unbelievable.
I asked the woman in red, "If he's not a ghost, what do you think he is?"
She suddenly said, "I think he's a sorcerer."
"A sorcerer?" I asked in confusion. This was a relatively new term for me. Although I had heard of it before, I had never delved into it deeply. So hearing this term now piqued my curiosity.
The woman in red explained, "Sorcerers like to use baby blood. The energy of baby blood is quite heavy with yin, meaning the baby has just been reincarnated from the Underworld. At this stage, the baby essentially has no Yang Qi."
I asked, "But why would she want to drink baby blood?"
The woman in red replied, "There are many types of sorcerers. Some can exorcise evil and heal illnesses, while others are treacherous and often harm people. This sorcerer is likely one of the latter. As for why she drinks baby blood, I can't say for sure. Chen Lang, it could be to maintain her beauty or to enhance her powers."
Her speculation was chilling. Regardless of whether the reason for drinking baby blood was for beauty or power, it was terrifying.
Drinking baby blood—if I ever catch her, she will definitely pay a price. Such an act is simply inhumane.
Suddenly, Gao Ling called out to me, saying, "Fei, your body isn't fully recovered yet; you should head back to your room. We can keep watch here."
I said to Gao Ling, "If anything happens, call me immediately."
I thought that with a pregnant woman and a baby dead tonight, there shouldn't be any more trouble, so I headed toward the ward. The woman in red said to me, "Chen Lang, you really should take care of your health and stay in the ward to recover. Xue Er will keep an eye on things for you here in the hospital."
I nodded. When I returned to the ward, I found that the woman was still sitting there, motionless. She had been sitting like that for about three or four hours.
I thought to myself that she was quite patient. As I entered the ward, Nurse Wang Yan walked over to me and asked, "Where have you been?"
Wang Yan probably didn't know I was investigating things in the hospital, so I didn't volunteer any information. After a moment's pause, I replied, "I just took a walk."
At that moment, Wang Yan said to me, "You shouldn't wander around. Someone died again tonight; not only did the baby die, but the pregnant woman did too. One of my colleagues who saw the scene was so scared that she cried."
Although I had just experienced this firsthand, I still pretended to be surprised when Wang Yan spoke up and asked, "Is that true?"
Wang Yan replied mysteriously, "Of course it's true. You should really avoid wandering around at night. Even though it was a pregnant woman and a baby who died this time, you never know if she might take a liking to a handsome guy like you."
"Handsome?" I hurriedly downplayed it, saying I wasn't.
Wang Yan insisted, "You're being modest. My colleagues all think you're handsome."
I: ...
I decided not to dwell on that topic any longer and changed the subject. "You should also be careful."
At that moment, the woman in red said, "Chen Lang, it seems that nurse likes you." She looked cheerful but was definitely feeling jealous.
I hurriedly said, "Stop messing around, there's no way that could happen." I had just been admitted to the hospital; how could something like that occur?
However, after Wang Yan left, the ward became quiet again. I occasionally spoke with the woman in red, but I always felt as if a pair of eyes were watching me.
The woman sat there, her hair hanging down over her face, giving her an unsettling appearance. I couldn't see her face clearly, but I had the distinct feeling that someone in the room was staring at me, and I suspected it was her.
The gaze felt eerie, sending chills down my spine. I turned to look at the woman on the bed; the ward was silent, and I could even hear my own breathing, yet there was no sign of movement from her.
It was as if she had frozen in place.
Finally, I couldn't help but ask, "Hey, are you okay? Patient?" I called out.
The woman in red replied, "Chen Lang, why are you calling her?"
With that woman present, I felt uneasy. I told the woman in red that I thought she was strange. I called out to the woman on the bed, but she ignored me.
After several attempts with no response, I had no choice but to give up.
At that moment, Wang Yan pushed the door open again and said to me, "Time for your injection."
Hearing about the injection made me a bit anxious, so I replied, "Forget it; I've just had one."
Wang Yan asked, "Do you want to get out of here sooner?"
I thought about it. If I wanted to leave early, then I might as well get the injection now. Wang Yan had already grabbed my hand and started applying the medication. Soon after, I felt a sharp sting in my skin.
Wang Yan skillfully hung up the medicine bottles and said, "I'll be on my way now. If you need anything, just ring for me."
As she turned to leave, I called out to her, "Actually, I have something I need to ask you right now."
"What is it? No injections, no discussion," Wang Yan replied.
I smiled and clarified that it wasn't about that. After a moment of thought, I said, "I need to use the restroom. Could you help me over there?"
"Sure," Wang Yan agreed. Then we walked out together. This woman was quite strange; she didn't lie down in the ward or get any injections—she was simply eerie.
After stepping out of the ward, I took a few steps before asking Wang Yan, "Who exactly is the person sharing my room?"
As soon as I asked this question, Wang Yan's expression suddenly changed.
I found it odd because despite her frequent comings and goings from my room, I had never seen her show any concern for that woman or remind her about injections or medication.
No other nurses had come in to check on her either, and there were no family or friends visiting. I felt a strong sense of confusion. After my question hung in the air, waiting for her response, Wang Yan suddenly said to me, "It's best if you don't inquire about her."
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