My organs are too abstract.

"Alright, let's set off now!"

Yang Minghao got into the driver's seat, tapped his fingertips lightly on the steering wheel twice, looked at Xu Yuan with interest, and joked, "I heard that haunted house is really scary. How's your courage? Don't be so scared that your legs go weak and you'll need me to support you."

Xu Yuan hesitated for two seconds, then shook his head and said, "It's not that bad, I'm still brave enough."

"Really?" Yang Minghao raised his chin, a hint of smugness on his face. "I'm pretty brave too. I can watch horror movies alone in the middle of the night without blinking. Let's have a contest today."

"Then I'm definitely not as good as you."

Xu Yuan responded to his words, then looked down, took out his phone, and quickly tapped a few times on the screen to send a message.

Yang Minghao caught a glimpse of his movements out of the corner of his eye and casually asked, "Are you chatting with someone?"

Xu Yuan explained, "Zhao Ze and the others are also at Ren'ai Hospital. I told them in advance to see if we could come together."

"Zhao Ze is here too?" Yang Minghao's smile faltered, and his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

He and Zhao Ze had never gotten along well. Although they didn't have any deep-seated hatred, they always disliked each other.

But then he thought about it again and quickly laughed: "That's perfect! It's more fun when there are more people together. Let's see what kind of coward that kid will be later."

"Strange," Xu Yuan stared at his phone screen, his brows furrowing, his tone tinged with doubt, "Why isn't anyone replying to my messages?"

"They've probably already gone in," Yang Minghao said, stepping on the gas and slowly driving the car down the road. "I heard that Ren'ai Hospital has very strict rules. To maintain confidentiality, they collect all visitors' phones before they enter."

Xu Yuan relaxed his brow: "I see."

"We'll be there in about forty minutes, maybe just in time to see them come out." A hint of amusement flashed in Yang Minghao's eyes. "Let's see if that kid Zhao Ze is so scared he wets his pants."

……

……

Ren'ai Hospital, located in the suburbs, stands alone on a vast, desolate land, and its scale is astonishing.

The hospital is surrounded by buildings, including outpatient buildings, inpatient buildings, medical technology buildings, and other buildings, which are connected in a staggered manner and seem to stretch as far as the eye can see.

The hospital had long been abandoned, its walls mottled, its windows broken, and a crooked red cross hung halfway up the door, dark red stains slowly running down the wall.

The entire campus was silent and desolate, exuding an indescribable eeriness.

A long queue had already formed in front of the hospital gate.

Zhao Ze and his roommates Li Da, Liang Xiaolong, and Liu Cheng, along with two girls they met at the bonfire party the night before, were chatting idly in the middle of the line.

There was another group of tourists ahead of them, anxiously waiting to enter.

Liu Cheng looked up at the dilapidated and desolate hospital before him, his voice tinged with worry: "This looks so run-down. Won't it collapse when we go inside?"

"How could that be?" Li Da waved his hand dismissively and explained casually, "It's just that the outside has been preserved as an abandoned scene, but the main structure is very sturdy. Otherwise, it wouldn't be possible to turn it into a haunted house to attract tourists."

Liu Cheng shook his head again, his brows furrowed, and said, "That's true, but I still feel uneasy, like it's dangerous."

"You're not trying to back out and are just making excuses, are you?" Li Da glanced at him suspiciously, then curled his lip in disdain. "It's just a haunted house, what's there to be afraid of?"

He glanced at the two girls beside him without making a sound, then subconsciously puffed out his chest and raised his head, deliberately speaking loudly: "Weiwei, Wenxiu, just hide behind me later, I'll make sure you're safe and sound."

The girl called Weiwei nodded vigorously, her face serious, and said, "Okay, then it's all up to you!"

She has neat, short hair that reaches her ears, lively and playful eyes, fair skin, and a cute bunny hair clip in her hair. Her outfit is full of energy, making her look exceptionally lively and energetic.

In stark contrast, Wenxiu had long, flowing hair that cascaded smoothly over her shoulders, perfectly styled. Wearing thin-rimmed glasses, she exuded a gentle and quiet elegance, dressed in a simple light-colored long dress. Standing quietly to the side, her eyes held a restrained tenderness.

She smiled gently and said softly, "Thank you."

Li Da, as if injected with adrenaline, thumped his chest loudly: "Leave it to me! With me here, I guarantee no demons or monsters can get close to you!"

Liang Xiaolong shook his head as he watched from the side, and whispered to Zhao Ze, "Look at him, strutting around like a peacock, it's so embarrassing."

Zhao Ze nodded and said, "Yes, it does indeed make us lose some of our dignity."

At this moment, Weiwei smiled and looked at Zhao Ze and his group, saying generously, "Wenxiu and I are both a bit timid, so we'll have to trouble you to take care of us later."

Just as Zhao Ze was about to speak, Liang Xiaolong stepped forward and said with a nonchalant smile, "No problem, it's our honor."

Zhao Ze: "..."

"Wow, this haunted house is huge! The place itself is so impressive."

Weiwei looked up and surveyed the entire hospital area, unable to help but exclaim in a low voice.

"Hmm," Wenxiu nodded gently, brushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear, and said softly, "It's really surprising that they were able to secure such a large space to build a haunted house."

"I wonder what the owner of the haunted house was thinking," Li Da remarked from the side. "Maybe that's just how rich people are, they have so much money they don't know what to do with it."

"Rich people aren't stupid," Zhao Ze rolled his eyes at him and said irritably, "There's probably some reason behind it that we don't know about."

"How much longer do we have to wait? This dawdling is so annoying."

As the group was chatting, a burst of irritable complaints suddenly came from the line ahead.

A burly man in black, looking impatient, muttered gruffly, "Can you hurry up? Don't you know my time is precious?"

The tourists around him glanced at him, then silently lowered their heads, and no one said a word.

Just then, the heavy iron gate of the hospital creaked open, and the staff member at the door called out expressionlessly, "Next batch, enter."

The tourists in front quickly followed, entering the darkness one by one. After about a dozen people had entered, the staff raised their hand to stop the flow of people: "The rest of you, wait for the next batch."

"We have to wait for the next batch?!"

The burly man in black, who was stuck at the back, said irritably. He looked at the line in front of him and his eyes suddenly lit up.

The next second, he forcefully pushed forward, cutting into the line ahead, and with a casual shove, he shoved aside a thin man at the end of the line.

"What are you doing?!"

The man staggered back a few steps, his face flushed red, glaring angrily at the big man.

The burly man completely ignored him and yelled at the staff, "Hurry up! What are you all standing around for?!"

Seeing that the big man was ignoring him completely, the skinny man reached out to grab the big man's arm to argue, but the big man casually shoved him away and he was pushed back.

The burly man squinted and glanced down at him condescendingly: "I'm warning you, don't touch me."

"..."

The thin man gritted his teeth, looking at the staff member with resentment, only to see that the staff member didn't even lift an eyelid, seemingly unconcerned, and simply urged in a cold tone, "Hurry up and go in."

"Oh."

Seeing this, the burly man in black smiled smugly, glanced at the man sideways, and then swaggered into the crowd, going in first.

The iron gate slowly closed. He glanced back at the man with disdain before disappearing completely into the darkness.

The thin man's face turned pale and then red, but he dared not speak out and could only silently retreat to the end of Zhao Ze's group.

Zhao Ze and his group witnessed the entire scene. Weiwei couldn't help but mutter a condemnation: "Wow, that person has such no manners!"

"Exactly, exactly." Li Da echoed indignantly, then turned to the two girls, patting his chest and adding, "Don't worry, if anyone dares to treat you like that, we absolutely won't stand for it."

"Indeed," Liang Xiaolong nodded, sighing with a look of regret, "Some people are like that, bullying the weak and fearing the strong. The more you back down, the more they take advantage of you."

Wenxiu frowned, her tone tinged with confusion: "What's wrong with that staff member? Why isn't he maintaining order at all?"

Weiwei whispered, "Could it be that the guy was too tall and strong, and he didn't dare to interfere?"

"It doesn't seem like it," Zhao Ze shook his head. "I read the reviews before, saying that the staff at this haunted house are very responsible and have a good attitude. Something seems off about what's going on today."

The group chatted and waited at the door for nearly twenty minutes. Finally, the cold, heavy iron door creaked open again and slowly opened inwards.

A musty, chilly aura wafted from the dark depths of the hospital. The staff member standing at the entrance, expressionless, spoke in a flat voice: "Next batch, come in."

Li Da looked at the two girls, a smile spreading across his face. He was about to speak when Weiwei excitedly urged, "Hurry, let's go inside!"

Seeing her expression, Li Da was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously nodded: "Okay."

He took the lead and walked at the very front without hesitation. But before he had gone a few steps, a faint scream suddenly drifted out from the darkness deep inside the hospital.

"Holy crap?"

Li Da suddenly stopped in his tracks, his gaze instantly fixed on the open iron gate.

In the dark and deep corridor, only a few faint lights flickered on and off, as if something was hiding in the shadows, silently watching them.