The Devil

What really made him feel strange was the tone of Xiaoyu's speech at this moment, which was completely different from the frivolous tone he heard in the office.

So... probably his guess was right. This Xiaoyu must be a participant in the story.

In the recorder, the conversation continued, but most of the time, it was Xiaoyu talking.

"You're not allowed to contact patients, you're not allowed to go to work, and even openly come to the ward to supervise you during working hours! Zhao Heping is not loving you, this is his possessiveness!"

"Zhou Xue, this time you can't be soft-hearted. If Zhao Heping continues to treat you like this, hide the recorder next to him and record what he says and does, these will all be evidence!"

"Zhao Heping is a madman! If you stay with him any longer, you'll die!"

The first recording ended here. Chen looked around and found two more recordings afterwards, then pressed the play button.

At the beginning of the second recording, a loud voice appeared, the roar of a man in anger.

"Zhou Xue! I knew you weren't a quiet person! Don't think I don't know what you're up to behind my back, I overheard your conversation in the ward!"

"I'm so good to you, and you want to leave me, dare to leave me!"

"Do you want to die?"

Bang! A sound of a heavy object knocking, and the man stifled the roar, mingled with the woman's faint cry and plea. It went on for more than ten minutes.

And in the last recording, the man's voice was surprisingly calm.

"Zhou Xue, I was wrong... I didn't mean to hurt you, I just love you too much, I don't want anyone to take you away from me!"

"Zhou Xue, can you forgive me, considering how much I love you."

"Zhou Xue, don't leave me... If you dare to leave me, I, I'll kill him and then die!"

The hysterical roar suddenly turned into an extremely cold and cruel voice in the next moment, like a whisper, like some kind of sinister curse.

"No, I can't watch the man take you away with my own eyes. I'm not crazy, I know I have to do."

The recording stopped here. Chen turned off the recorder and was full of shock.

If it weren't for the recorder Zhou Xue left behind, he would never have imagined that under Zhao's gentle appearance hid such a fierce face hidden.

Obviously, as a wife, Zhou Xue, who has a mild temper, has suffered long-term violent treatment from Zhao Heping, but instead of revealing it to the public, she chose to suffer in silence.

She endured and endured until she went mad.

No wonder there were so many scars on Zhou Xue's body in the medical records. It turned out that they were all caused by Zhao Heping's abuse. Xiaoyu, as a nurse in the same department, naturally could not hide these situations from her ears and eyes. Therefore, she gave Zhou Xue a recording pen and asked her to record the domestic violence of Zhao Heping as evidence for the future.

The intense paranoia, unreasonable suspicion, and prolonged mistreatment finally caused the weak-natured Zhou Xue to commit suicide by jumping off the building in despair!

There is no denying that Zhao Heping loves Zhou Xue. The grief he showed after Zhou Xue's suicide was not false. However, it was a distorted emotion!

Could it be that...

The one Zhao Heping was scared of taking Zhou Xue away was the deceased in the story?

Or, perhaps, Qi's heart surgery failure was not an accident, but a carefully planned conspiracy under the jealousy of Zhao Heping!

Will the devil Doctor Zhao Heping really do this?

Using medical accidents to implement a malicious murder plan?!

Knowing all this, but unable to speak out, and letting the devil do whatever he wants, helplessly accepting the fate of death, so the deceased had such a big grudge, turning into ghosts!

Oh no...

Suddenly, a prickly feeling climbed up Chen's back. A very dangerous feeling!

If Zhao Heping's death in the real world was the ghosts' revenge, then when he was projected into the spirit world, the first target of the ghosts' attack the moment he found out the truth was obviously himself.

As soon as he thought of this, Chen immediately stood up and turned around and ran towards the door. At the same time, a clear sound of footsteps suddenly sounded behind him.

A gray mist surged out of the bedroom door, rolling in!

The lights in the corridor were bright and dim, indicating that another ghost attack had come. Chen didn't choose to take the elevator, but turned around and ran downstairs. The rolling gray fog lingered behind him.

Chen stumbled up the stairs, running faster than ever. But the swirling mist and echoing crackling behind him were getting closer and closer, and a chilling air seemed to reach his back...

"Ahhh!" Chen roared as he burst out of the corridor. However, in an instant, the area went dark, and a mysterious red moon shone in the sky. There were no people around, only lush trees swaying in the wind like ghosts. Crackling, crackling, that terrifying sound of footsteps still echoed around him. Chen turned his head back and saw a building in the pitch-black darkness, no lights in sight.

No doubt, just like last time, the strange forces around the world were getting stronger and stronger. At the same time, a gray mist rose from the building Chen had just rushed out of, and countless pale hands reached out and grabbed Chen's back.

His chest ached from the constant strain, and Chen could only grit his teeth as he continued to sprint towards the entrance of the neighborhood. Stomping, Stomping, the sound of running and the noise behind him mixed together, and he could even feel the ghosts getting closer without looking back.

But his pounding heart and aching body reminded him that he could not last much longer.

In his blurred vision, the entrance to the neighborhood finally appeared before him. The sentry booth next to it still had a faint yellow light, and it was so peaceful, as if it was another world.

Chen exerted all his strength, feeling like his heart was about to burst, but his body had already reached its limit...

A pale hand from the mist grabbed his back.

At that moment, a dazzling light suddenly shone outside the neighborhood gate, piercing the thick darkness, and a figure appeared in the light. He instantly pushed open the gate and grabbed Chen.

At the same time, Chen also clearly saw the figure's appearance. It was John, who rode a motorcycle and rushed into the gate.

In John's hand was a flashlight, the same one he was holding when Chen first saw him at the door of the morgue.

But at this moment, this flashlight was strangely shining, piercing the darkness in front of him!