My 'Healing' Game-Chapter 61 Are You Sick
61: Chapter 61 Are You Sick?
61 -61 Are You Sick?
Bright red blood slid down the corner of Xu Qin’s lips, her fingers bitten, yet she felt no pain.
The words of Han Fei seemed to stimulate a deep memory in her brain, her expression becoming increasingly pathological and insane.
Watching Xu Qin at that moment, staring at her face, listening to her repetitive words, Han Fei suddenly felt the name Xu Qin was familiar.
He thought carefully, recalling that during his search for information related to the Human-body Puzzle case, he had accidentally come across another case from ten years ago.
The person in charge of clinical trials for new drugs at Eternal Life Pharmaceutical was poisoned by his own younger brother—the name of the manager was Xu Qin.
Having grown up dependent on each other, the sister, in order to take care of her younger brother, had never married and devoted herself entirely to her work.
The neighbors all thought the siblings had a good relationship, who could have imagined that the brother would end up poisoning his own sister.
The method he used was clumsy, but tragically the sister never suspected her brother and cleaned up the dishes completely.
The case was solved ten years ago, the sister died untreated, and the brother was sentenced to death.
In the Xinhu Old City District where they once lived, a famous Kaidan originated, claiming that anyone bringing food to the house on the corner of North Street might encounter a madwoman with a dinner knife, who would cough up blood, shed tears, and then devour all the food and the person who brought it.
“Is this Xu Qin and that Xu Qin the same person?”
Han Fei was also looking at the woman in front of him; he remembered a phrase Xu Qin had once mentioned, that the name she had recently been using was Xu Qin.
The woman living in room 1052 might not necessarily be Xu Qin, perhaps she possesses many memories, a conglomeration of curses, with Xu Qin being just one of them.
“Sister, what’s wrong with you?” Han Fei was not afraid despite the woman’s madness; he stepped forward, “If you’re not feeling well, you should go back to your room, and I’ll draw out those guys on the sixth floor.”
The real target tonight was the Outsiders on the sixth floor, and Han Fei also wanted to use the Outsiders to help stabilize Xu Qin’s emotions.
Xu Qin’s bloodstained lips exuded a sickly beauty, her pale fingers unconsciously caressing her face: “Someone hid away, I forgot, I forgot something…”
“That person might just be on the sixth floor, but they’ll be scared if you come with me,” said Han Fei with a clean, pure smile, like a carefree young man from next door, “From now on, you can leave these menial tasks to me.”
Being able to exit the game anytime had made Han Fei brave and confident; he led Xu Qin to room 1052 and then headed towards the sixth floor with the Insect Pupae in hand.
Walking alone in the hallway, Han Fei’s smile gradually faded away; he too longed to smile from the bottom of his heart, but he had lost his own smile a long time ago.
He could perform all kinds of smiles, but none were the result of joy or happiness.
Moving slowly in the pitch-dark hallway, it was Han Fei’s first visit to the sixth floor, a new breakthrough for him.
“The building chief used to live on the tenth floor, there must be something very important in his room, and I need to find a way to the top floor to understand everything.”
Compared to other floors, the sixth floor was extremely messy, with various trash and clutter strewn about the hallway and broken flower pots placed on the steps.
“These Outsiders really have no manners, leaving flower pots on the steps, what if someone gets hit?” frёeωebɳovel.com
Han Fei slowed his movements, bending down to move the flower pot, he suddenly saw strands of Red Thread entangled around the withering plant, with a tiny Brass Bell tied at the ends.
“Red Rope and Copper Bell?
Can these items ward off evil?”
He moved the flower pot to the side near the wall.
Strangely, no matter how Han Fei touched the Red Rope, the bell would not ring as if the bell and the rope were not meant to repel the living.
“Finally reached the sixth floor.”
Standing amid a pile of clutter, Han Fei looked at the four rooms on the sixth floor, unsure which one was occupied, so he randomly knocked on the door of room 1064.
“Is anyone there?
I’m the neighbor from downstairs.”
The knocking echoed far down the corridor, but no one came to open the door for Han Fei.
“If you don’t engage in guilty deeds, you won’t fear ghosts knocking on your door; these people not opening the door probably have guilty consciences.”
Should other neighbors from inside the building come over, they would have various reservations and dare not make too much noise, fearful of becoming targets themselves.
But Han Fei was different.
At the start of the game, he was extremely timid, treading as if on thin ice, but once he completed the task and could freely exit the game, a magnificent transformation occurred within him—simply put, he became fearless unless ghosts could follow him back to reality, in which case he would dare to provoke all ghosts.
“If you don’t open the door, I’ll keep knocking.
I know you’re home, don’t hide inside silently.”
The corridor became increasingly eerie.
Han Fei’s knocking seemed to have awakened something that had been dormant inside the apartment building.
The neighbors on the sixth floor were probably especially nervous by now, hoping Han Fei would just leave quickly, but unfortunately, Han Fei, like a reckless fool, kept standing outside, knocking on the door.
In fact, Han Fei was also quite anxious.
He paid attention to the landlord’s ring while pressing his ear against the door to listen.
Before long, faint noises came from room 1064, indicating that it was indeed occupied.
When Han Fei heard noises inside room 1064, he reacted like a shark that had smelled blood and bit down hard on his prey, becoming more hysterical.
“Hello, neighbor in room 1064 on the sixth floor!
I know you’re home!
One of your family members happened to meet me, and they have something they want me to bring to you!”
“Neighbor in room 1064, are you home?
Are these miscellaneous items in the hallway placed by you?
Why are there also Blood Silk and Red Rope on them?”
Every sentence from Han Fei revolved around room 1064, making the person inside feel like they were being grilled over a fire.
If this continued, all the Fierce Ghosts and Monsters in the building might memorize this room number, making it impossible for them to live low-profile lives.
“Neighbor in 1064, please open the door to communicate.
You wouldn’t want me to run over and knock every night, would you?”
The last sentence from Han Fei seemed to have frightened the person inside.
Having such a madman come knocking every night around 3 or 4 AM would definitely be problematic.
The door lock twisted and the security door cracked open slightly, revealing an eye full of Blood Silk, exhausted and angry, staring at Han Fei: “Are you freakin’ sick or what?”
“How can you talk like that?
I’m here to do a good deed.
Is one of your family members missing?” Han Fei was not carrying any weapons, and he gave off a feeble appearance, so the sixth-floor neighbor merely considered him a harmless madman.
“No.”
“That’s impossible.
That person asked me to make sure I delivered this item to a resident on the sixth floor.” Saying this, Han Fei took out the Human Pupae from his pocket.
