Chapitre 228: The Devil's Story

Han Qiuming only managed to shout once before something clamped on his lips. Endless terror swallowed him whole. Unable to see anything clearly, the icy feeling shot through his body and was carried in a certain direction. The door closed, and the corridor returned to its original state.

The Third Sick Hall was huge, and all of the corridors were quite a distance from each other, but Ye Xiaoxin still heard some commotion. She hesitated before leaving the director's office. This courageous girl was very careful with her every step. She turned the corner, but there was still nothing.

Where has that man disappeared to? Did he trigger some trap? Ye Xiaoxin continued to move through the dark corridor.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps. Han Qiuming's footsteps are weak and light; this person's are stable and powerful, like someone who has a purpose and knows what he's doing.

Ye Xiaoxin hid in the nearby sickroom and snuck a look through the slit.