Chapter 719: Awe-Inspiring Righteousness

"Bai Chuzhang, do you believe in this sort of thing?"

"I believe a little, very little, not much," Bai Chuzhang said, speaking his mind. "But this time, I don't think it's a problem that science can't explain."

"Then you..."

"I'm preparing to wait until she leaves, then lie on the operating table myself. I refuse to believe that there is really something that can come out to cause trouble. If there really is, I'll accept it."

"Under anesthesia?"

"Not for now. Aside from anesthesia, I'll try it first, just as if it were Local Anesthesia. If it really doesn't work... then I'll think of another way. I just don't believe that a presence science can't explain requires waiting for anesthesia."

"Aren't you afraid?" Ji Xiang recalled the black shadow beside Lao Zhuren, the woman wearing red embroidered shoes.

"What is there to be afraid of?" Bai Chuzhang said. "If the existence of souls could be proven, that should be a cause for joy. At the very least, it means we still have consciousness after we die, or exist in some other form."

Ji Xiang admired Bai Chuzhang very much.

According to what he said, after that fox-faced woman left, Bai Chuzhang intended to lie on the operating table himself to experience the near-death sensations of those few Patients.

This behavior couldn't be called great wisdom and courage, but the word "courage" was certainly deserved.

"Awesome!"

Bai Chuzhang smoked a cigarette and had returned to normal. He smiled slightly. "Xiao Ji, have you ever seen any supernatural events in the hospital?"

"No, I've only heard of them. When I was an intern, I heard a teacher say there was a Patient who could suck away people's life span. Later, I discovered it was just some petty business about scamming retirement pensions."

"Hahaha." Bai Chuzhang understood immediately; these little tricks meant nothing to him.

"Many years ago, I was doing advanced studies at Ruijin Hospital in Shanghai, and there was still a Morgue back then," Bai Chuzhang began to gossip. "One day, I had performed 28 hours of Microsurgery, and I was dazed when I changed my clothes to leave."

"I got into the elevator and pressed the first floor, but no matter how I pressed it, it wouldn't light up. I took a closer look, and the B1 light was on. I don't know if I pressed the wrong button or if it was some other reason."

"B1 is the Morgue," Bai Chuzhang explained further.

"What did you see?" Ji Xiang asked in surprise.

"I didn't see anything. I pressed the 1st-floor button hard, but it wouldn't light up. At that moment, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said casually—'Hello, I'm a Doctor from Neurosurgery, I just finished surgery and am getting off work, could you please let me off at the first floor?'"

"!!!"

Ji Xiang put himself in that position and suddenly felt even more terrified than when he saw the red embroidered shoes during his Empathy.

"Then I pressed the elevator button, and the 1st-floor light turned on. After I got off, I even bowed and waved, saying thank you."

"You..."

"Similar things haven't happened just once or twice. At the time, I knew a young Nurse at another hospital in Shanghai; she was quite pretty."

Ji Xiang pricked up his ears and twitched.

Bai Chuzhang laughed. "Never mind that. She also encountered similar things. She had originally wanted to go to The Bund for New Year's Eve, but because she was scared by a strange situation after taking the wrong elevator, she went straight home. Only later did she find out that a stampede had occurred at The Bund."

"!!!"

Bai Chuzhang seemed to have regained his calm by now. Since they were waiting anyway, he continued, "Dazhi, your director, also encountered a strange thing when he first came to the hospital."

"We were young then and could take a beating. Dazhi was just like you; he liked to help out in the Emergency Department whenever he had nothing to do."

"One day, he had been busy all night and told his teacher he was going to sleep for an hour. Then he went to the storage room in the back, set up a bed, and lay down to sleep."

"Outside the storage room was a lawn with lots of mosquitoes, so the window was always kept closed. When Dazhi was half-asleep and half-awake, he felt like there was someone outside. He opened his eyes and saw a black shadow on the window."

"We were still young back then," Bai Chuzhang sighed once more.

Young. Ji Xiang had experienced the world of the elderly; he knew what Bai Chuzhang meant.

"Dazhi didn't feel afraid either; he opened the window and chased after it. At the time, he thought the black shadow was a thief trying to steal things from the storage room. Or maybe it was some guy who came to the hospital demanding Dulingding. To protect public property, his blood was boiling."

"Hahaha." Ji Xiang laughed when he heard Bai Chuzhang mention public property. Nowadays, basically no one mentions that.

"Dazhi chased after it all the way, took a big loop, and entered through the side door where the Emergency Vehicle of the Emergency Department was parked. Later, Dazhi told me that he was thinking at the time, 'This time, this brat has nowhere to run!'"

"There was a large door at the back entrance that was usually open, leading directly into the Emergency Rescue Room; the structure was different from now," Bai Chuzhang said. "But that day, the door to the Emergency Rescue Room that Dazhi saw was tightly shut."

Ji Xiang shuddered.

Although he was bold, ever since he had experienced the world of patients with Mental Illness, Ji Xiang found that he had become timid and was filled with fear toward many things.

Now, putting himself in the position of Liu Zhuren at that time, Ji Xiang felt he wouldn't have been able to push that door open at all.

Who the hell knew what was behind the door.

He hadn't expected Liu Zhuren to be so fierce when he was young!

"Dazhi said that after he pushed that door open, he saw many people standing inside, packed tightly together—men and women, in a chaotic mess. Some were clutching their chests, others had blood hanging from the corners of their mouths. He recognized one of them; it was a car accident Patient who still had one breath left when they were brought in, but only one breath."

"The Patient had a Femoral Shaft Fracture, was sitting on the ground, and one eyeball was gone; the eye socket was hollow, staring at Dazhi."

"Bai Chuzhang, do you have to be so terrifying?" Ji Xiang smiled helplessly.

"Dazhi told me, I'm just repeating it," Bai Chuzhang said. "He was startled, let out a loud shout, and then was woken up by someone. I don't know why, but when Dazhi woke up, he was indeed standing in the Emergency Rescue Room, only those Patients who had already passed away were gone."

"Sleepwalking? It must have been sleepwalking," Ji Xiang asked.

"Dazhi didn't have a habit of sleepwalking; we lived in the dormitory at the time, I know," Bai Chuzhang said. "Ever since then, Dazhi described it to me so vividly that I've been half-believing in things science can't explain."

"Whew~" Ji Xiang let out a long breath. "As long as the person was fine."

"Overall, even if there are souls in the hospital, they have a certain respect for Doctors. Therefore!"

Bai Chuzhang emphasized his tone as he said this.

Ji Xiang's ears twitched.

"I am filled with awe for the profession of a Doctor," Bai Chuzhang said. "It's not awe of public opinion—public opinion is worth nothing! I'm afraid that if these things really exist, and if one day I truly encounter them, I can pat my chest and say, 'I have a clear conscience!'"

Just as Bai Chuzhang said he had a clear conscience, Ji Xiang felt a sense of righteous Spirit emanating from him.

Even his own body grew warm, and the fear from just a moment ago was instantly washed away.

This matter was quite interesting to think about; Ji Xiang associated it with Shen Lang telling him that wearing a White Uniform could ward off evil.

Perhaps what Bai Chuzhang said really made sense.

(End of chapter)