48 Hours A Day

Little Bleary Zhao

Chapter 457

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Chapter 457 Elevator

The commotion in the corridor didn't last long, and the situation soon calmed down. After that, the old woman peeling the apple stood up and walked to the door with a hunched back. Placing her wrinkled face on the gla.s.s, she looked left and right, ensuring there were no threats in the corridor. After that, she straightened her back a little bit and nodded, stretching out her hand, and pus.h.i.+ng the door open.

However, something cold and hard stopped on her waist.

“Don't shout, and don't do anything unnecessary,” Zhang Heng said. “We are not from the three major guilds. We just want to ask you a few questions.”

The old woman began trembling. She then turned her head with a smile on her face. It was as if she didn't understand what Zhang Heng said and hoped he could repeat it.

“You can continue your acting, but believe me, you are not going to like what happens next,” Zhang Heng said. He had completely kept the old woman under control by holding her hand tightly. With that, she wouldn't be able to use any game items.

After that, Zhang Heng led the lady to get the elevator. To the regular pa.s.serby, Zhang Heng looked like a kind young man helping an elder. This time, however, the expression on the old woman's face finally changed. She opened her mouth and was about to yell for help, but she felt a knife slicing through her right arm. Zhang Heng then used the remaining infusion patch and stuck it on the small wound, “As I said, you will receive a more severe injury if you don't behave.” After seeing blood, the old woman became compliant again.

Zhang Heng pressed the down b.u.t.ton on the elevator, planning to take the old woman out of the hospital first. To avoid the other target's suspicion, Han Lu and Fan Meinan were tasked to go after him. Zhang Heng was the only one remaining in the ward area. They agreed to rejoin outside the west gate of the hospital afterward.

So far, things were going well. According to Fan Meinan, the woman in sungla.s.ses was different from other players. She had always been alone and had no other companions. The woman who ran away suddenly was just an ordinary person she had hired for help.

From here, they realized that she was cautious and cunning. No matter where she was or what she was doing, she would always leave a safe exit for herself. There was a high probability that the old woman was her only way to escape this hospital. This was a city she wasn't familiar with, after all. She had only arrived an hour and a half before Zhang Heng and Fan Meinan. Hence, there was not much room for preparation.

Zhang Heng didn't understand one thing. She had found w.a.n.g Shuangshuang one step ahead of them, but she did nothing about it, pretending to be the patient's family next to w.a.n.g Shuangshuang's bed instead. Fortunately, such things weren't that important anymore. For now, Zhang Heng wasn't concerned about what happened in this hospital. The most urgent thing was to make the woman in sungla.s.ses spit out the method on lifting the Dreamland of Death's curse.

The elevator indicator lit up, and the doors slid open.

A male doctor and two nurses pushed an electric hospital bed towards the elevator. The patient on the bed seemed to be in poor condition, and so were the expressions on the faces of the doctor and the nurses. They looked anxious and unsettled. The male doctor accidentally b.u.mped into Zhang Heng, immediately grabbing him and apologizing.

Zhang Heng told him that it was fine. He stepped aside to let them enter the elevator first before he and the old woman entered.

The cramped conditions inside the elevator did no help to the worsening air quality. Zhang Heng's throat started to itch as well, now that he'd been in this hospital for some time. He could not help but start to cough. Instead of getting better, though, the discomfort in his throat only got worse. Zhang Heng kept hacking more frequently, and at the same time, his temperature begun to rise as well, coupled with a pounding headache.

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The old woman next to him looked at him in surprise. Something seemed to cross her mind, and she suddenly became excited. Zhang Heng realized that there was something wrong with his body. At the same time, he ruled out the possibility that he was attacked by the girl wearing shades. Zhang Heng held on to her hands all the time, and she shouldn't have possibly gained access to any game items. Besides, the outbreak had broken out here even before she came to this hospital.

“Unfortunately, it's too late.” The old woman finally spoke again. She eyeballed Zhang Heng with a hint of mockery.

“Who is that guy?”

“Have you heard of the Four Hors.e.m.e.n of the Apocalypse?” the old woman leisurely asked.

“The white horse rider in the New Testament, Revelation-Pestilence?”

Zhang Heng felt nauseous when he heard that. “Is that guy an agent of the plague?”

“Agent? No, no, that's the Pestilence himself.” There was a growing excitement in her eyes. “I have been looking for him for a long time, and I would like to thank you. Otherwise, I don't think I would have found him.”

At that very moment, the intense cramps in the abdomen had blurred Zhang Heng's thinking. In less than two minutes, he had almost lost all strength to stand.

The old woman looked at him with a touch of pity. “Well, you aren't the first to die in his hands, nor would you be the last.”

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