Chapter 3073: with translation of chapter title

A few minutes later, Director Sun Chao finished calling his subordinate doctors, told him he was in Gengyishi, and hung up. Su Yun also finished calming the doorkeeper auntie in Gengyishi and returned with a solemn expression.

Just then, nobody could laugh at that scene. Whether it was Sun Chao and Mao Chi, who had worked for decades, or Zheng Ren and Su Yun, who had worked for just a few years, none had ever seen anything like it. But one thing is certain——this must be a big deal!

Sun Chao and Mao Chi might still not realize how big it is, but Zheng Ren and Su Yun know that the phone video just taken will surely spread that shocking scene in a short time.

Viral spread on online platforms—this is unimaginable, too frightening.

Su Yun took out a cigarette, made a gesture toward Mao Chi and Sun Chao, and both of their eyes began to lose focus, as if they weren't seeing anything.

Zheng Ren took one, then sighed, thinking of the blood‑stained hand that had just reached out from the Operating Room……That scene probably frightened the two senior directors.

Just as he lit the cigarette, a voice came from the doorway.

"Little Su, smoking isn't allowed in the Operating Room—just take one puff."

"Sis, I know, I know—I'm just trying to steady my nerves, sorry for the trouble." Su Yun shrugged, making a helpless expression. In his words, the address shifted from 'big sis' to 'sis', becoming much more intimate.

"I've had Lao Fan come." Zheng Ren said, "The old squad leader is also coming along—don't let anything else happen."

"Yeah, we must come." Su Yun said firmly; this time he also knew the matter was too big, there was no time to play around with sarcasm. But the whole thing had an eerie vibe—neither the two senior directors nor Zheng Ren and Su Yun, this new force, could figure out what was going on.

Even Zheng Ren, who had cheats turned on, had no idea what was going on, though the System Panel showed nothing wrong.

"Director." Several doctors, dazed, came into Gengyishi; seeing Zheng Ren and Su Yun there, they all froze for a moment.

"What on earth is happening?" Director Sun Chao didn't have time to put on his director's airs, asking anxiously.

"Director, I don't know either," said a middle‑aged doctor in his forties, his face grim with sorrow.

He had a mask Strap hanging from one ear, his face deathly pale, lips slightly bluish, blood on his arm—though he seemed unaware. His fingers trembled, his speech incoherent, growing more guilty as he spoke, his face mournful, his gaze unfocused just like Sun Chao's earlier.

No one could remain calm facing a scene straight out of a horror film.

"How did you get bleeding?" Zheng Ren stared at his arm, which looked like a bite mark, especially strange.

"I… I…" the middle‑aged doctor blinked, having made no preparations to treat the wound, standing there as if sleepwalking.

"First, Explain Situation—what happened?" Zheng Ren saw the bleeding had stopped, knew there was no rush, and asked.

"I brought the patient onto the Operating table; at that point nothing was wrong, we were chatting and laughing all the way. He lay down, the anesthesiologist prepared the anesthesia, and he suddenly went mad." The middle‑aged doctor muttered, "I saw blood start to flow from his eyes, then he ripped out the IV line, spraying blood everywhere……"

Although the middle‑aged doctor's account was somewhat chaotic, Zheng Ren and the others could barely make sense of it.

"Later the patient yanked out the IV stand, began waving it, went mad, jumped down from the Operating table, grabbed a surgical knife, and crawled out." That doctor added.

Even without a surgical knife, nobody would dare to stop someone whose eyes were bleeding.

It was simple: everyone present was dazed, thinking it might be a ghost or possession. Even now, the middle‑aged doctor's recount remains incoherent; the more he speaks, the softer his voice grows, and the more anxious he feels inside.

After he finished, his emotions didn't ease even a bit; his legs trembled worse. Zheng Ren truly feared he might wet himself—what on earth is going on!

But after hearing him out, Zheng Ren still didn't know what was wrong with the patient; there was an eerie vibe. The patient awaiting surgery suddenly had blood tears streaming from both eyes, went mad, and tried to flee the Operating Room.

"This one." Su Yun asked solemnly, "I'll skip the pleasantries—did you have any run‑ins with the patient's family before the surgery?"

"No…" the middle‑aged doctor said blankly, "Yesterday, when the pre‑op briefing was done by the resident doctor, I said a few words, everyone was laughing and joking—there was absolutely nothing wrong."

"When he went up onto the Operating table, did he have any conflict with the nurses?"

"No, everything was normal."

Su Yun frowned; he was asking about the two most extreme scenarios. Such things only happen in exceedingly rare cases—and even then only exist in imagination. Nobody has ever seen, or even heard of, a patient on the Operating table bleeding from all seven orifices……MD, this is unimaginable; just thinking about it makes one feel Uncomfortable all over.

Although Su Yun always thought overemphasizing medical ethics was moral blackmail, basic professional integrity is still required.

After Su Yun finished speaking, Gengyishi fell into silence.

"Director Sun, what's going on?" a familiar voice came from the doorway.

Zheng Ren looked up and saw it was Director Ma of the Medical Department; they had met once before, Zheng Ren didn't have a strong impression, but he recognized the voice. Besides someone from the Medical Department coming to clean up the mess, who else could speak like that at this moment?

At this point, only the Medical Department could step forward. Zheng Ren thought of Lin Ge—this job was indeed tough, and Lin Ge always harbored a volcano that would erupt beneath his colleague's rear.

"Uh…… Zheng Lao Ban is here." Director Ma didn't forget to greet first, but given the magnitude of this incident, they still needed to understand the situation before speaking.

Director Sun Chao glanced at the middle‑aged doctor, and before he could speak, Director Ma said, "Go to the conference room."

Here by the door, with many people and mixed eyes, speaking wasn't convenient.

There was no time to change clothes; they just swapped shoes, put on sterile gowns, and everyone went to the conference room.

The middle‑aged doctor reported the events again, and Director Ma frowned outright. "Suddenly? A mental illness? But what kind of mental illness causes bleeding from all seven orifices?"

Director Ma directly called the director of the Medical Department at the psychiatric hospital to inquire about the situation and awaited a reply.

Soon, the head of the Security Department arrived with his people and projected the surveillance footage from Shujian at that time.

The procedure……was no different from what the middle‑aged Team-leading Professor had described; everyone, including Zheng Ren, felt it was like watching a horror thriller.

Originally the Operating Room was silent, the process was normal, the patient was led in and lay on the Operating table. The nurse hooked up an IV, a slow drip of saline.

Then the circulating nurse and the instrument nurse checked the Surgical Instruments, the anesthesiologist prepared the anesthesia, and at that moment the patient's eyes suddenly emitted a red fluid, and red fluid appeared in his mouth as well.

If they hadn't been mentally prepared, they would have been startled badly.

Even with mental preparation, Director Ma's hand trembled involuntarily. This third‑person recorded horror was happening right nearby—damn, it was terrifying.

This must be possession; a ludicrous idea popped into Director Ma's mind.

When the blood flowed out, the patient suddenly went mad and yanked out the needle on the back of his hand, causing blood to spray everywhere.

He sat up; seeing the circulating nurse and the instrument nurse look back, the instrument nurse collapsed onto the floor. The circulating nurse sprinted out, bumping his head against the Operating Room door without feeling it.

Even watching the recording, everyone could faintly hear a loud "thud"; they feared the circulating nurse's head had already swollen into a huge lump, but in the throes of life and death she felt nothing, panicking terribly.

The patient then calmly picked up a blade from the instrument table, fitted it onto the handle, and though the motion was normally skilled, he unintentionally gashed his hand. The size of the wound is unknown, but blood could be seen on the monitor.

During this process the middle‑aged doctor tried to hold him down to see what was happening, but the patient bit him hard, filling his mouth with blood. Grim and ferocious, like a demon crawling out of hell.

He grimaced at the camera and gave a sinister smile; a creepy, terrifying feeling immediately rose in the conference room. Even the vigorous Zheng Ren felt a chill down his back, as if a demon had appeared behind him.

Then the monitor switched to the hallway camera; the patient waved the metal rod of the IV stand with one hand, pushing away the doctors and nurses who tried to help him, crawling toward the door using hands and feet.

At first he crawled fairly quickly, but by the doorway his speed had dropped considerably, as if he were on his last breath.

Seeing this, Zheng Ren wondered why he couldn't walk; the surgery hadn't been performed, anesthesia hadn't been administered, and the patient's overall condition should be no different from when he entered the Operating Room.

And while watching the video, the patient seemed paralyzed, crawling out all the way.

The whole process took less than 5 Minute, yet everyone felt as if they had experienced a century. Watching an IMAX film in a cinema didn't have this kind of immersive feeling; I don't know if there was a door not closed tightly nearby, but everyone felt a chilling wind blowing around.

When a nurse saw this scene again, she actually cried out in fright, possibly because recalling the situation made the mental shock even greater.

"Boss, do you think it's like a mental illness?" Su Yun asked softly.

Zheng Ren sighed, "I don't know, it looks too eerie; the first impression is not."

"I really can't understand." Su Yun looked at the frozen image, puzzled, and said, "Could it really be possessed? A ghost possessing?"

"Don't talk nonsense, it's impossible." Zheng Ren frowned, speaking very seriously, "We must still follow basic scientific common sense."

"How do you think?" Su Yun didn't argue; he just wanted to know his boss's opinion.

"I don't have any particular opinion..." Zheng Ren sighed.

While they were whispering, Section Chief Ma's phone rang.

He answered the call, and the other side spoke urgently about the matter.

Soon, Section Chief Ma's face turned extremely grim, his facial muscles twisted, looking somewhat ferocious.