Frightening Joke: Above the Mist
Chapter 115: Second Floor

Chapter 115: Chapter 115: Second Floor

Inside Fog Gathering, an unbelievable event was occurring.

Originally, everyone was quietly awaiting the outcome of this mission.

The name Su Jieyi dissipated, and Zhong Yi’s name quickly disappeared as well.

Witnessing all this made everyone shudder at the difficulty of this event.

It seemed just like Yu Wenxuan had said.

Fog Gathering had evolved, and it seemed to be... madly cleaning out everyone.

Those who couldn’t withstand it died without resistance, and those still alive would face increasingly unimaginable terrifying disasters.

This all seemed to have no end.

A dense atmosphere of despair enveloped everyone.

At this moment, even the most optimistic couldn’t maintain their composure.

Only those who completely disregarded their own lives could find this amusing, like Yu Wenxuan.

Everyone kept their distance from this Madman. When he saw Su Jieyi and Zhong Yi’s names vanish quickly, the expression on this man’s face wasn’t one of grief or regret, nor fear.

But genuine joy.

"Now this is interesting..." Yu Wenxuan lifted his head, squinted his eyes, and took a deep breath, as though wanting to inhale the blood aura into his lungs.

However, at this moment, the fog around Fog Gathering suddenly began to surge violently!

Everyone’s faces changed dramatically.

"Ah!"

"What’s happening!"

A strong burning sensation appeared in the left palm, and those with weaker endurance were already wailing in pain.

Soon after, a massive outline vaguely appeared in the white mist in the distance of Fog Gathering!

It was actually... a door.

A massive door appeared within Fog Gathering.

...

At the same time, Bai Yanliang and others also felt that strong burning sensation.

Bai Yanliang was quite tolerant, so he silently looked at the center of his left palm.

The black circle was slowly extending a slightly thick line forward.

An empty black circle, a line...

Bai Yanliang silently looked at the pattern that appeared in the center of his palm, and a silhouette suddenly flashed through his mind.

This... resembled a key that was not yet fully formed.

"Creak..."

The sound of a door opening echoed.

Bai Yanliang quickly withdrew his hand and looked towards the entrance.

Tang Xiao Wen came in, and in her hands, she was holding a bowl of porridge.

"Here you go, eat, you can only have this now."

Bai Yanliang took the porridge she handed him. It was just a bowl of plain porridge, and overly thin at that.

"Oh, I wanted to ask, the eye drops given to me this morning, was there a mistake? They made my eyes feel uncomfortable." Bai Yanliang asked suddenly after taking a sip of the porridge.

Tang Xiao Wen seemed momentarily stunned: "Eye drops?"

"I’m sorry... I... don’t know very well. We each have different responsibilities." Tang Xiao Wen continued.

Although her expression was unclear, Bai Yanliang heard sincerity in her tone.

He didn’t pursue the matter further, finishing the porridge in two gulps, and handed the bowl back to Tang Xiao Wen.

The question about eye drops was just something that suddenly came to Bai Yanliang’s mind.

He was wondering, the appearance of the people he saw now, if it wasn’t because Hu Chen’s mind was impaired, then could it be... something wrong with the eye drops used in the morning?

Unfortunately, Tang Xiao Wen didn’t know, or rather, none of the nurses here knew. It seemed they didn’t understand Hu Chen’s condition at all, and they each were responsible for administering different medications. Perhaps he should ask a doctor?

Bai Yanliang had seen three doctors and six nurses in that photo. Currently, he had personally seen three nurses, one doctor.

"Nurse Tang, do you know who my chief surgeon is?" Bai Yanliang asked.

Tang Xiao Wen nodded affirmatively this time: "It’s Dean He. All the patients here are operated on by Dean He."

"The patients here?" Bai Yanliang deliberately repeated her words, "Why haven’t I seen any other patients?"

Tang Xiao Wen hesitated for a moment, then said: "They are... on the first and second floors."

"Really!" Bai Yanliang’s voice sounded somewhat excited, "Can I walk around?"

Tang Xiao Wen quickly shook her head: "No, Dean He said you still can’t move around much."

It’s quite normal and reasonable to impose movement restrictions on a post-operative patient.

But... Bai Yanliang couldn’t feel any part of himself had undergone surgery.

Rejection reaction.

This term narrowed down the scope of surgery to limbs and organ transplants, and so far, there were no traces of surgery on his limbs.

Thus, it was likely an internal organ. Which organ of Hu Chen had undergone a transplant?

"Nurse Tang, could you ask again for me? Just say I’m feeling quite suffocated, and if I don’t get some fresh air, I’ll feel stifled and uncomfortable." Bai Yanliang continued.

Tang Xiao Wen seemed somewhat troubled, but Bai Yanliang, knowing her nature, continued to speak softly.

Finally, she agreed.

Bai Yanliang watched Tang Xiao Wen walk away with the bowl, her back hurrying, and he immediately got out of bed.

She passed through the corridor.

Bai Yanliang followed her the moment she went down the stairs, but the iron doors on the third and second floors were locked by Tang Xiao Wen.

Although closing the door after oneself is a good habit, Bai Yanliang didn’t want to encounter a nurse with such a habit right now.

Left with no choice, Bai Yanliang could only return the way he came.

Fortunately, she returned soon, and when she did, her tone was a bit cheerful: "The dean agreed! You can go to the second floor for a bit, but you can’t go to the first floor or run around. You need to be mindful of your rest time, okay?"

He readily agreed.

Dean He’s consent was not unexpected for Bai Yanliang.

Because although he was still confined on the third floor, since Dean He could agree for three nurses to care for him independently, it indicated that he, "Hu Chen," was currently in a controllable state.

In other words, the threat of Hu Chen had diminished.

So Bai Yanliang included a shift in his emotions in what he conveyed to Tang Xiao Wen.

He was indirectly hinting to Dean He through Tang Xiao Wen.

"Hu Chen" was feeling a bit stifled, and if confined for too long, there might be other problems.

"Of course! You can walk with me, I won’t run off," Bai Yanliang said with a smile.

With Bai Yanliang’s assurance, Nurse Tang also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright, this afternoon, I’ll accompany you for a stroll on the second floor."

...

First floor.

Zhong Yi’s body was taken away.

Like Su Jiexian, two orderlies from the second floor came down, carried him away without a word, faces expressionless, eerily frightening.

Two of the seven people had died in the blink of an eye, yet no one saw even the shadow of a ghost.

The terror of Fog Gathering seemed to escalate suddenly, and more frighteningly, the black circle in the palm suddenly changed.

Four people sat silently in the hall.

Though no one was around them, all the cameras quietly pivoted, aiming at their location.

After a long while.

Du Shangjing suddenly stood up, looked towards the stairs, his voice somewhat hoarse: "We... need to go to the second floor, we must go."