Summary
There Is No Room 407 in the Inpatient Department
At 1:00 AM, I received a sudden call from the Anning Rehabilitation Center, a facility that had been defunct for five years. They told me to come to Room 407 on the fourth floor to sign a death certificate. But the person who had been locked in that ward in my stead five years ago was Qi Zhaoyuan, and he should have perished in that fire long ago. A set of rules was posted by the entrance of the old building. The final one read: If someone calls out “Ningning,” do not turn around immediately.