Weird Resurrection: I Can Transform into a Great Demon

Chapter 576

After fully considering the condition of this colleague, Jiang Chen used the knowledge he learned from the ward to tailor a psychological treatment plan for him.

After all, he was once a surgeon. In the end, after going through hardships and stepping on corpses everywhere, he finally successfully entered the psychiatric department.

Therefore, he was confident that his treatment must be the most appropriate.

It can be said that it was a great fortune for this colleague to meet him.

He first explored the situation of the building and found that the upper six floors were hospitals, and the lower six floors were various residential buildings pieced together, which seemed to be the homes of victims who had died at the hands of this surgeon.

Then he had an inspiration.

Next, Jiang Chen summoned the ghosts on the Yin Shen Hammer and disguised them as victims, and they were seriously injured and dying.

Then he ran upstairs and found the surgeon in an operating room.

This is a middle-aged man who is almost fifty years old. Perhaps because of the long-term psychological pressure, his hair is unusually white.

When Jiang Chen pushed open the door, he was wiping and disinfecting surgical instruments and putting them into a mobile medicine box, as if preparing for an outpatient surgery.

But Jiang Chen was also quite knowledgeable in this area. He could tell at a glance that the instruments the other party put in were very strange. They were not used for routine surgery. Most of them were more suitable for dissection and autopsy.

"You..." Seeing Jiang Chen, the doctor was surprised: "How did you get up here?"

"Didn't you encounter any strange things when you came up? Did a doctor chase you with a scalpel?"

"Have you ever seen someone who looks exactly like me?"

He asked several questions in succession.

Jiang Chen also basically confirmed that this should be the positive body. The evil body didn't need to say so much to him, and it was estimated that it would have taken action directly a long time ago.

"Doctor, what are you talking about? What pursuit? Isn't this a hospital? Doctors are good people who save lives and heal the wounded. How could they kill people?"

He was full of confusion.

Hearing this, the doctor's expression froze for a moment, and a trace of pain flashed between his eyebrows.

"You are a surgeon, right? Just now, someone downstairs was asking for help, saying that he was seriously injured, and asked me to find a doctor as soon as possible."

"Come quickly!"

Jiang Chen looked anxious, and wanted to leave by pulling the other person.

The doctor was stunned: "Save people?"

If he remembered correctly, he should be the only one in the building, and at most there was another evil body.

"No! Have you been deceived? That person may not be someone asking for help at all, but a perverted murderer hiding behind the door with a scalpel."

"Little brother, you are so lucky that you didn't go in!"

"Quick! Follow me, run together, I will take you out of this building safely!"

After the doctor reacted, he pulled Jiang Chen and ran downstairs.

Jiang Chen did not refute, and picked up the other person's medical box and followed behind. In the dim corridor, there were only the hurried footsteps of two people.

He could see that the other person really wanted to save him.

But he was not soft-hearted at all.

Because Jiang Chen understood that he was cooperating enough now, and what he saw was the kind side of the doctor.

The sharpest scalpel was missing from the other party's medical box. If he had resisted a little bit just now, he would have been cut off his tendons and stuffed into a cabinet for "protection".

After all, this was a fierce soul that had killed dozens of people when it was alive.

If it wasn't afraid of being devoured by the evil body, it would probably never be so kind in its life.

The two ran all the way, and when they reached the sixth floor, Jiang Chen suddenly stopped.

"Okay, okay, doctor, we're already there. I have to say that your medical ethics are still high. In order to save people, your shoes are almost running away."

"It's over there, let's go over quickly. If it's too late, the person may lose too much blood."

The doctor frowned and was about to say something.

In the room next to him, a woman's sobbing and asking for help suddenly sounded, very shrill, with a trembling voice, as if she had just experienced a terrible thing.

"What? A woman?"

The doctor was obviously stunned for a moment.

Taking advantage of this time, Jiang Chen had already pulled him over and opened the door.

In front of him was a bloody scene, a woman was tied to a stool in the living room, blood was splattered all over the room.

A compression band was tied on her right wrist to stop the bleeding, and one of her palms had been completely dissected, with knuckles, ligaments, skin, tendons...

all placed on the dining table.

This scene was very terrifying, Jiang Chen screamed in fear, turned around and ran away.

Only the doctor was left standing there, a little dazed.

He knew this woman, she was his neighbor, a very good piano teacher, and he had just experienced that nightAfter a failed operation, the family members made a big fuss. After get off work, he drank some wine and fell asleep in the corridor.

The other party helped him in to sober him up.

What he remembered most clearly was that he started the dissection from the other party's right hand.

She was very lucky. She fainted several times in pain and woke up again. After one hand was dissected, she was able to wake up and cry for help. It was not until he started to dissect the next one that she finally died.

However, this was also due to the fact that he was a professional doctor and knew how to stop arterial bleeding in advance.

After a brief recollection, the doctor came to his senses and looked at the woman who kept screaming in front of him. In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the night when he had completely fallen.

Taking a deep breath, the doctor walked forward, and his expression changed several times with every step.

Finally, he stopped with the medical box.

This time, he made a different choice from the first time. He squatted down, carefully treated the wound, disinfected, stopped bleeding, bandaged it, and spoke to comfort the woman's emotions.

"Okay, this is just a simple treatment. You are too seriously injured. You still need to go back to the hospital with me for treatment."

Finally, the doctor helped the woman out.

The woman also thanked him repeatedly, as if she had forgotten that it was the man in front of her who hurt her.

But just as they walked out, a voice shouting for help came from a room next to them.

The doctor frowned.

At this time, the woman took the initiative to say that she still had the strength to go to the hospital.

So the doctor walked to another room, where he saw another victim he had killed. There was a deep bloody wound on the thigh that spread all the way to the ankle. The tendons of his hands and feet were all cut, and he collapsed at home and kept screaming.

He remembered that this was a 200-pound strong man. He couldn't tie him up at the beginning, so he could only disable his mobility first, and then a series of dissections.

"Don't move! Don't struggle hard. The more you struggle, the faster the blood will flow!"

This time, the doctor didn't think too much, and went straight forward to help with the treatment. Finally, he told the other party to wait at home first, and he would immediately find someone to carry him on a stretcher.

But just as he left the house, another scream rang out next door.

…

Then, the doctor tirelessly saved people in one room after another, people he had killed with his own hands.

His expression also changed from confusion, doubt, and entanglement at the beginning to firmness little by little, as if he had found back the oath of saving the dying and the wounded when he was in school.

After saving the last person, the doctor, covered in blood and sweat, didn't care about himself at all, and hurried upstairs. He remembered that many patients needed stretchers.

But just after going up two floors, the doctor frowned, and he found that the smell of blood in the air seemed to be stronger than before he went down.

With doubts, he pushed open a door.

The scene in front of him froze the doctor who had found his original intention on the spot. A patient he had treated before died tragically in the room in a more horrible way.

"What! What happened!"

The doctor ran over like crazy. After confirming the other person's death, he seemed to think of something, and his face showed a more panicked look.

Then he almost rolled and crawled out and came to the next room.

As expected, another person died after a complete autopsy.

Then one room after another.

The doctor saw that all the patients he had saved died after he left, and became a pile of organs and flesh.

"Why! What happened! What happened! Why!"

"Ah!"

He covered his head and screamed in pain.

"Who did it! Who! Ah! Ah!"

The doctor's face was twisted almost hideously, and strong resentment continued to spread. His clothes first turned bright red, and then were covered by a more terrifying black. The cold and terrifying atmosphere spread throughout the high-rise building.

At this time, a cold voice sounded in the corridor.

"Who else could it be? It's me, and it's you."

The doctor turned his head in disbelief. Under the shadow, there was a face exactly like his, wearing the same doctor's uniform, covered in blood, and the scalpel in his hand was worn out. It was self-evident what the other person had done.

The moment the evil body spoke, a series of first-person anatomical scenes appeared in the doctor's mind.

"Ah——!!!"

At this moment, he completely collapsed. The evil body took a step forward and walked into the doctor's body. The next second, his body turned blood red, and a strong and evil aura rose to the sky.