Hospital 444
Chapter 439 - 19 Night Shift

Chapter 439: Chapter 19 Night Shift

I now rather hope you won’t die.

Such a language style from Han Ming also made Dai Lin realize a fact: Han Ming didn’t particularly care about his own life or death either.

After all, neither Yin Wuque nor Han Ming were really his true allies.

For all of humanity... Dai Lin harbored strong doubts about this. Everyone in this world liked to attribute grandiose justifications to everything they did.

However, if what Han Ming said was true... that would be simply too terrifying.

Dai Lin had witnessed the terrifying curses of various evil spirits, so he was very aware that there existed evil forces in this world that could indeed pose a great threat to all of humanity.

"What he said could possibly be true," Mel said to Dai Lin. "To be honest, I have had such suspicions myself."

In fact, Dai Lin really didn’t want to accept this reality.

In all sorts of stories, the hero’s attempt to prevent the sealed devil from breaking its seal and destroying the world would usually end in failure.

"There are successes, though," Mel said, knowing what was on Dai Lin’s mind.

"Which one?"

"’The Lord of the Rings’. Frodo did manage to throw the One Ring into Mount Doom at the end, preventing Sauron’s resurrection. I’m quite a fan of Tolkien’s books."

"The movies are classic, but unfortunately, I haven’t seen them."

"It’s really a pity that you haven’t seen such a classic movie."

"Aren’t we getting a bit off topic?"

Dai Lin really didn’t think he had the ability to be the hero who could defeat the devil and save humanity. In reality, there was no logic to the predestined triumph of good over evil.

...

Time was slowly moving forward... toward midnight.

Mo Meige was also about to begin her shift watching over the morgue.

Now, everyone around her looked at her as if she were dead.

Everyone mocked her: 666 Hospital was now under the rule of the Faust Family. Bowing to the victor was the rule the loser should follow. Why insist on being stubborn to the end? What’s the point?

Of course, there were also those who admired her, thinking she had backbone. But admiration aside, no one would actually follow in her footsteps.

"It’s almost time."

The door to the doctors’ lounge was pushed open, and outside, stood Virgil Faust.

"I’ll take you down."

By that time, Mo Meige had already packed all her belongings... naturally, this included the Devil’s Cursed Object.

"Let me reiterate that once you go down there, you’re the only one on watch, not even a nurse will be there. Your job is to check on all the corpses in the morgue every half hour and record their conditions, and if a corpse turns into a Resentful Spirit, you must actively follow it to make sure the spirit enters Hell smoothly. Usually, in special circumstances, you can call for backup, but..."

"I won’t have the chance to call for backup, right?"

"You’ll be on the night shift in the morgue until six o’clock tomorrow morning before you can leave. The attendance check in the morgue is the strictest, you can’t be late, nor can you leave early. Otherwise, with the deputy director’s authority, it’s possible to have you dismissed."

"I know."

Mei Ge still had that defiant look in her eyes.

"You don’t really want to die, do you?" Virgil still couldn’t understand Mei Ge’s expression at that moment. Wasn’t she afraid?

"Lead the way. After all, I’ve never been to the underground morgue before."

"I hope I will still see you tomorrow."

And so, Mei Ge left the doctors’ lounge under Virgil’s guidance and headed for the elevator.

Arriving at the elevator, they pressed the call button and soon, the elevator arrived.

Virgil pulled out a card and touched it to the B1 button.

The elevator now had permission to descend to the morgue.

The elevator began to slowly descend.

In the elevator at that moment, there were only Virgil and Mo Meige.

The leisurely descending elevator was like descending into hell itself.

"Virgil Faust, actually, I feel a bit sorry for you."

"Huh?" Virgil doubted his hearing for a moment and looked at Mo Meige.

"Mel, did you just say... you pity me?"

"You heard right, I said it. I just said it."

Mo Meige continued to sneer, "I know exactly what kind of person you are, Virgil. You would even change your own surname to Faust, help them with murders, all for just one woman. I’m not like you; I don’t want to be anyone’s slave!"

"Slave..."

"Everyone knows very well how you all killed Damon Dailun. This hospital has never belonged to the Faust family; it belongs to the dean. You all are just slaves. You’re clearly slaves, yet you feel so good about yourselves, thinking you’re truly the masters, while you look down on others for not bowing as respectfully as you do!"

"You..."

"If I were to die, I would wait for you down there, Virgil Faust!"

At this point, Mo Meige gave Virgil a big middle finger.

What kind of identity, what kind of status did Virgil have?

For a moment, he was enraged, but then he thought that this woman probably wouldn’t survive the night and coldly said, "Rest assured, I am definitely going to live longer than you!"

"Ding!"

The elevator doors opened.

Virgil handed the card to Mo Meige.

"Remember, you can’t leave your post until after six o’clock. So, I’m off."

Outside the elevator, there was pitch darkness.

Mo Meige took the card and walked straight out.

Afterwards, she turned back, looking coldly as the elevator doors closed.

Just like that, Mo Meige entered the place within the hospital that was the most feared by almost everyone.

"Finally, I got to say what I wanted to say; that feels much better."

Mo Meige patted her chest.

All along, although Virgil had been polite to her, it did not affect Mo Meige’s contempt for this man in the least.

What class, sharing a surname with the vice dean?

From beginning to end, Virgil’s work for the Faust family was all for a woman. Inside the hospital, everyone could see a clear fact: Lailiya Faust had no feelings for Virgil, she simply recruited him as a tool for the family.

Knowing this and still deliberately selling himself to the Faust family, Mo Meige had no good feelings toward Virgil whatsoever.

"The curses I wanted to say are also done; now, I have no regrets."

I’m probably going to die, right?

After death, will I become a Resentful Spirit or a fierce ghost?

Who knows?

Anyway, it’s better than being like Virgil, groveling and wagging my tail like a dog for the Faust family.

That’s enough.

Then, she began walking toward the deep darkness of the corridor.

First... clock in.

Then... inventory all the bodies brought down, and the identities of the deceased. Wait for their 24-hour death timer to run out, record, and observe the changes in the corpses.

"Next, I’ll be busy..."

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