My House of Horrors

Chapter 445: I'm a Doctor, Dr. Craniotomy!

“Those bodies hate all living people, they don't want to die, they want to be reborn, and their eyes are filled with vice and resentment, and as their minds continue to twist, their bodies continue to alienate, becoming uglier and more horrible! ”

Chen Song received a lot of information from the old population and also had a psychological preparation.

The blood gates in the core area are closed, and the only way to get out in a short time is to grab the pusher and let him open the door.

“Assuming that Dr. Gao is the pusher, there is a good chance that he is not in the door world right now, so the way to grab the pusher to force him to open the door will not work. But in a different way, pushing the door is the most horrible thing behind the door. Since pushing the door is not there, can I do whatever I want? ”

Chan Sing stared at the bloody corridor and was about to be searched by a room. Perhaps he could meet the “ghost" for a reason.

After cleaning up, even if the pusher comes back, his pressure will be much less.

“We're all together, and our opponents aren't aware of the problem yet, and they're scattered around the scene, and with the old man around to help guide the way, there's a big chance of winning on my side. ”

Chen Quo also has a card that is not used, so he is full of confidence: “Sir, let's go to the principal's place and see if there may be an accident. ”

The old man couldn't resist Chan Song and promised to guide him.

The blood vessels on the ceiling crack open and water drips down on you, and these blood beads look different from normal blood and consist of countless tiny filaments.

“We better get going.” The old man's coat was also soaked with blood: “I saw a logistician accidentally slit a blood vessel next to him when filling the walls with corpses, and the blood spilled on him. At first, neither he nor I cared, and about four or fifty minutes later, when I turned around and came back, I found that his body had turned into a hotbed of blood silk. Numerous new blood filaments gushed out of him, dragging his remains into the cracks in the wall. ”

“So I have 40 minutes, tops?” The blood vessels are broken, blood rain falls all over the blood-colored world, contaminated with blood drops wherever you hide: “It feels like a premeditated cleansing, possibly affecting all the monsters behind the door. ”

Chen Gong and the old man walked in front, and Zhou and other ghosts guarded Dr. Chen in the middle. Soon they walked between several morgues and came to the outermost part of the underground morgue.

“The principal may appear in three places, the laboratory, the operating room and the office, and I know the location of the laboratory and the operating room, as far as the office is concerned, I have only heard from the logistician. ”

“So the logistician should know where the office is? It's all right. Let's go to the other two places. If we don't get anything, we'll grab some logisticians and ask. ”

Chen Gong shook a shattered skull hammer, and the old man believed that he did have this ability, but worried that there was not enough time.

A pedestrian circled the corridor and quickly arrived at what the elderly called a laboratory.

What this room was supposed to do was impossible to see, blood filling the door panels, blood congestion.

The old man pushed the door open and the blood wire on the door panel was torn off.

The room is huge and filled with experimental equipment made of flesh and blood.

When the old man opened the door, there were two other doctors arguing about something. They had red eyes and were in a very unusual state of mind.

The old man coughed at the door and heard a noise. The two doctors looked back and immediately stopped arguing when they found out it was the old man, and the blood color in his eyes disappeared.

“Dr. Wei? What are you doing here? ”

“You came at the right time and the trial failed again. ”

The two doctors, one tall and one short, couldn't help but invite Dr. Wei into the house. Chen Gong had intended to dissuade him, but the old man gently set his hand.

Two doctors pushed away the table in the center of the lab, revealing a groove full of blood and veins underneath.

There was a living man embedded in the center of the groove, with multiple wounds, a breath hanging, chest ups and downs, struggling on the lifeline.

The two doctors pointed to the living man in the groove, as if they were saying something, and the old man didn't listen, just staring at the man in the groove.

In order to keep him on the verge of dying at all times, doctors treat him while controlling his injuries and adding them as appropriate.

Chan Song has pubic eyes and peeks from a distance.

He seemed to have seen that experiment in a photograph of the Association's victims, who bullied his table in sixth grade, with a pencil to the thigh of the table, with the hair of the table, etc., which, in his view, was just a prank, a joke and little things had a huge impact on his table.

“That photograph looks new, but combined with the weird patterns of the association's activities, they did the 'hunt’ at least three weeks ago, which means the guy's been lying in the groove for almost three weeks. ”

The two doctors were still talking, and Dr. Wei ignored them, turning to Chan Gong: “The blood vessels are ruptured, the supply is insufficient, the patient is no longer available, I wanted to rescue him too. ”

The other two doctors also noticed Chen Song a long time ago. They followed the old man and looked vigilantly at Chen Song: “Who are you? How come I've never seen you before? ”

Chen Gong ignored them and looked directly at the old man: “Are you familiar with them? ”

“I remember perfectly well that these two guys were able to live to the end and have completely abandoned their humanity.” The old man never looked at the two people: “Gao Zizi, a very famous surgeon, later exposed to smuggling organs fled; Wang, a short name, was also an excellent doctor, but people were grumpy, angry, seemed kind, actually a pervert who liked to peel, I don't know where the principal found them. ”

“Turns out they're two lunatics.” Chen Song heard the disgust and disgust in the old man's words, and he already knew what to do: “Sir, you go out first, give me a minute. ”

“What do you want?” The old man was pushed out without hearing Chen Song's answer.

In fact, the old man's question was also what the two doctors wanted to ask. They looked at Chen Gong and closed the lab door, feeling that the temperature in the room had dropped a lot.

“Are you in charge of logistics? How is it different from the others?” The two doctors were a little offended, and something didn't seem right in front of him.

Chen Gong shook his head, pointing to his lab coat, which he had not yet taken off: “I am also a doctor. ”

“Newcomer?” The doctors were even more confused.

“I'm kind of uninvited.” Chen Song shouted Xu Yan and raised the crushed skull hammer: “My treatment is relatively simple, many experienced patients like to call me a crushed skull doctor. ”