Hospital 444
Chapter 297 - 33 Feng Xiao

Chapter 297: Chapter 33 Feng Xiao

This was a park.

An elderly woman with white hair, trembling, made her way to a bench and sat down.

On the bench, a young man was sitting.

The young man’s eyes were strange, his pupils gray and cloudy like cataracts.

And his gaze was unfocused, as if he were blind.

"Director Feng, I have some important news to tell you."

The elderly lady spoke at this moment, yet a man’s voice emerged.

The man’s gaze remained unchanged.

"People from the Demons Department went to Blue Island."

Upon hearing this, the young man finally started to speak, "How is the host of the Devil’s Eye doing?"

"He is in a rather dangerous environment."

"Dean Han," the young man said to the elderly woman, "The Devil’s Eye can’t be compromised."

"Director Kreel from the Demons Department probably doesn’t share the same thoughts as your Curse Objects Center."

On the lawn ahead in the park, there were still many people playing.

"Dean Han."

The young man continued, "We must not lose the Devil’s Eye at any cost. But for you, it’s not the same. Why did you come to inform me of this matter?"

"I have my reasons."

Of course, Han Ming would not tell the young man before him that he had sent a letter to Dai Lin.

Many have speculated who might be the top figure under the three deputy deans, but only Han Ming knew that this young man beside him was definitely the person second in command below the deputy deans!

He even thought it was not impossible for him to have reached the same level as Yin Wuque and himself!

Deputy Director Feng Xiao of the Curse Objects Center! He and Fei Jingyan could be said to be the left and right hands of Curse Affairs Deputy Dean Fang Shen, and without a doubt, he was the second in command of the entire Curse Objects Center!

To date, no one knew how the Curse Objects Center managed to create cursed objects, and these objects were the foundation on which Hospital 444 existed. From this perspective, the Curse Objects Center has always been seen as the department closest to the dean.

"This doesn’t mean we’ll cooperate," the young man Feng Xiao said, "The Curse Objects Center has no affiliation or subordination with you, the executive deputy dean."

"I know. And I will not ask for any favors in return."

The Curse Objects Center was a place shrouded in mystery.

Since becoming the deputy dean, Han Ming had rarely visited the Curse Objects Center.

Every doctor from the Curse Objects Center always seemed more like ghosts to him, rather than people.

Especially Fang Shen.

However, the three factions represented by the three deputy deans had a fairly consistent attitude toward the Demons Department.

Especially recently, the machinations of the Demons Department made Han Ming feel the crisis emanating from this terrifying department.

But, if Han Ming had known that Dai Lin had actually killed the Demons Department physician Zhong Siming, he would have been shocked enough to have his jaw drop, even if Zhong Siming was the weakest doctor in the Demons Department!

And if he knew that Zhong Siming’s death had led to the Demons Department now having only three doctors, repeating the situation of Li An’s death from years past, he might be even more horrified!

He and Feng Xiao would only consider the possibility of "a Demons Department doctor killing Dai Lin to recapture the Devil’s Eye on their own," but the thought of Dai Lin killing in self-defense was something they could never imagine, no matter how wildly they speculated!

"Well, I’ve delivered the message; how you handle it is up to the Curse Objects Center now. I can only provide you with a clue—he is currently in a place shrouded in a vast expanse of White Mist."

Having said this, the elderly woman stood up.

"Alright, I need to leave now."

The elderly woman walked toward the grassy lawn, where a playing child ran up and asked, "Grandma? Who was that person you were just talking to? You seemed to be speaking with him?"

"Huh?" The elderly woman came back to her senses and said, puzzled, "Where was I just now?"

"What are you talking about, grandma? Didn’t you walk over there by yourself just now?"

The young man sitting on the bench remained in place.

The next moment, he vanished from the bench in the blink of an eye.

...

Dylan looked down the staircase apprehensively.

As one of the very few families in the village who had managed to build a two-story house through poverty alleviation projects, Dylan now wished his family didn’t have a second floor.

The eerie tearing sound coming from downstairs echoed in his ears.

Dylan looked down at the floor in terror, her body trembling uncontrollably.

"Dad... Mom?"

They should be downstairs, right?

What on earth had happened?

She wanted to go down and check, but she was too scared.

Just then, she suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Dylan! Dylan!"

To her astonishment, it was the voice of Dai Wei!

Hearing his voice, Dylan almost burst into tears, and she immediately ran downstairs.

Then, she saw her brother Dai Wei holding a candle!

"Brother!" Dylan ran over, scared out of her wits, and said, "You’re back, where are Mom and Dad?"

"Mom and Dad? They’re not at home?"

"I don’t know, I was upstairs reading just now and all of a sudden..."

At that moment, the eerie tearing sound resounded once more.

Clearly emerging inside the room!

"Ah!" Dylan, frightened, hid behind Dai Wei and said, "Bro! Bro! Listen, listen!"

"Don’t be afraid, Dylan, let me see..."

Dai Wei picked up the candle and shone it into the pitch-black room.

Dylan clung tightly to her brother’s shoulder and suddenly remembered something, saying, "Brother, didn’t they say you were quarantined because you caught the flu?"

"Something big happened at the guest house... I’ll tell you later! Dylan, we need to get out of here first!"

"Okay... okay..."

At that moment, the tearing sound came again, and both Dai Wei and Dylan heard it clearly, coming from the kitchen!

"Ah!"

Dylan turned pale with fear, while Dai Wei clenched his teeth firmly.

"Bro, what... what is that?"

"Let’s go, get out first!"

Dai Wei and Dylan slowly retreated, continuously moving towards the door.

Just as they reached the door, suddenly the door behind them slammed shut with a "boom"!

The sound was so startling that Dylan almost screamed!

Just as the tearing sound resounded once again, Dai Wei and Dylan saw the kitchen door slowly starting to open!

But as the kitchen door opened halfway...

The candle was completely extinguished!

"Aaaaaah!"

Dylan finally couldn’t suppress her screams of terror!

Dai Wei then rushed to the door, trying to smash it open!

But... repeated slamming, all to no avail!

By this time, Dai Wei understood...

It was the "unknown entity" that came out of the White Mist! It was that "thing"!

The bloody slaughter within the village was about to start!

"Dylan, quick, get out through the window!"

"The window, where is the window!"

The tearing sound was getting closer and closer, and just as Dai Wei and Dylan felt desperation rising, the door behind them was suddenly smashed open!

A tall figure burst in through the wind and snow with determination!

Dai Wei and Dylan looked, and to their astonishment, it was...

"Lu, Lu Zhengqiang?"