Gin suddenly heard a low murmur, and slowly his consciousness blurred.

“To be， or not to be: that is the question”

Whether to live, or to die, that's a question.

It was the last voice he heard.

His heart ached terribly.

"It's that weird thing......

A Heart Without a Brain: Tuck? Why do you depend on me?

Gin didn't hear the complaint of his heart.

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Slowly, Gin's consciousness blurred, and then I don't know how long it took, he gradually became conscious, and slowly opened his eyes, and what greeted him was the endless darkness.

Gin is already in hell anyway, there is nothing to be afraid of, and there is no fear in his dictionary of life in flying planes and playing tanks.

He tried to get up to check the environment, but he didn't have any strength in his body, and he couldn't even move a finger.

As time passed, he began to adapt to such an environment, and there was no longer darkness in his eyes.

I, Gin, was in a room, lying on a bed, weak and weak. After about ten minutes, or half an hour, he tried to get up again, but this time there was no resistance at all, and Gin sat up directly and hit his head on the ceiling.

Gin covered his reddened forehead and glanced around smartly, well, no one saw it, the image was still there.

And the moment he hit the ceiling, the whole room lit up, it was a hospital room, there were three beds in it, he was lying in the middle one, and there was no one on the bed next to him.

The clothes are still their own.

Well.

Gin saw the call button on the wall and pressed it twice, but no one came. Not only did no one come in, but there was no response.

Gin opened the curtain to look at the beautiful world, but when he opened it, he found that there was a brick wall outside the window, and there was no scenery or chicken that could be shot to roast and eat.

Gin then took the initiative and walked out of the ward.

The environment here is worth learning from the winery, and voila, this silence!

There was no one in the corridor either, and Gin began to suspect that this ...... He won't be the only one in the entire hospital, right?

He walked to the door where the duty room hung and stopped.

Hooked open the door, only to see a doctor in a white lab coat sleeping on the table. Gin slammed the table, and the doctor who slept soundly blew snoring bubbles to the rhythm of his blows.

Gin's face darkened.

I tried to reach out and push the doctor to wake up, but my hand passed through the doctor's body.

Gin withdrew his hand and walked out.

Excuse me.

Gin walked downstairs, still not meeting a doctor along the way, not even a single patient.

What kind of place it is, what happened after being corona, is unknown.

Gin just wants to get out of the hospital now.

He hated the strong smell of disinfectant water.

It's going to make him can't help but say, "Ahh Snow pear. ”

Finally found the gate of the hospital, Gin pulled the door open hard, the door was unlocked, and it was easily opened, but there was a brick wall behind it, and it was impossible to get out at all.

Gin looked at the wall calmly and fell into deep thought, why there was not a single patient in the hospital, why the doctors were all sleeping, and he couldn't touch them.

Why is the exit of the hospital blocked by a wall?

Maybe he would have been able to get out if the windows weren't locked.

I knew I would have brought some bombs when I came out.

What can be solved with a cannon is never brained.

Gin's precious brain cells are all used to find undercover agents.

Gin walked through the hospital and found that all the exits, windows, and any place where he could get out were blocked by brick walls, and he was indeed trapped in this hospital.

No way.

If he couldn't get out, how did he get in?

Gin found the operation room, found some sharp equipment, and planned to dig a hole in the brick wall of the doorway to achieve self-rescue and escape.

With these equipment, Jean returns to the door again and begins to emulate Andy and escape from Shawshank Prison, where he is going to dig a hole to escape from this hospital.

Gin is very strong, and in a short time he dug a dog hole out, and his unusual performance alarmed the owner of the place.

"Woohhh

In this empty hospital, it is especially terrifying.

The crying continued, sometimes it felt like it was in my ears, sometimes it felt very far away, sometimes it was far away.

Could it be that you can go out by defeating the female ghost! Gin's eyes lit up!

He took one last look at the dog hole he had dug.

Ben Gin prefers to fight ghosts.

He walked in the direction of the sound, not expecting ......

The dilapidated scene in front of him faded like a mirror, and the people in front of him became more and more little by little, and the hospital instantly "lived".

He pushed aside the crowd and saw a woman kneeling on the bed, crying in Goth.

"Please! Save my son, I meant to be a cow and a horse for you, but I beg you to save my son!" The woman wailed and said to the doctor next to her.

"I can't help it! The hospital is now running out of blood in the blood bank, and your son's blood type is too special! The doctor said helplessly.

The woman suddenly turned around and began to kowtow to the doctor, each time it was a real knock, and the floor under Gin's feet was ringing.

The doctor hurriedly stopped the woman. Red oozing blood has appeared on the woman's forehead! Bruises, purples, and purples one by one.

"You don't want to be like this, you just smoked 700ml, your body is too weak, take care of your body!" The doctor helped the woman to sit on the bed.

The woman's originally lost expression suddenly widened, and her weeping eyes looked at the gin at the door.

The weak woman came alive again, and he quickly ran to Gin, knelt down in front of Gin, and pulled his hand to the corner of Gin's clothes.

"Please, save my son!"

"I'm not a rare blood type." Gin replied to her seriously.

At this time, the doctor walked to Gin's side, "Sir, why don't you try it, some people don't know their blood type, and the specific results still need to be tested by us before we can draw a conclusion, so are you willing to help her?" ”

"Please." The woman knelt down again in a panic, begging with her eyes.

"Yes, you get up first, and don't cry, noisy." Gin stood up.

"Hey, you said yes? Her son still needs 600mI of blood, you may be unconscious, you will be weak for two or three days......"

"Hmm." Gin answered.

The doctor walked out of the ward with gin, and some walking patients could be seen along the road, and the doctors and nurses were also busy doing rounds. After testing, Gin's blood type happened to be the same panda blood as the little boy, but Gin clearly remembered that he was AB blood type.

But......

Gin looked at the poor woman.

He turned his head away again.

Gin wasn't soft-hearted, he couldn't put himself in danger, he just didn't want to listen to this motherly screaming chicken, let alone drill the dog hole.

In order to make sure that Gin can donate blood normally, the doctor gave him milk and bread, and asked Jean to eat something first, replenish nutrition, and then wait until his body is in the best condition before drawing blood.

Gin churned the milk, thinking about a person through the unclear milk, and then through the crowd of people coming and going, he noticed one thing, since the hospital resumed normal operation, the brick wall behind the door was gone, and Gin was now ......

It is completely possible to go out directly through the gate.

But he is a very trustworthy person.

At this time, a man hurriedly ran in from outside the door, grabbed Qin's clothes and hurriedly said, "Run with me, there are ghosts in this hospital!"

"I accidentally entered this hospital before, and then I found out that there are no people in this hospital! As long as you finish donating blood, you will stay in this hospital forever, and you will never be able to escape again!"

He dragged Gin a few times, and looked upstairs from time to time, as if he was afraid that something would come down from the upper floor.

"Run, or it'll be too late!"

Gin stared at him.

Gin stared at where his hand was connected to himself.

Gin took out the scalpel he had used to dig the hole and made a sugar gourd into the man's hand.

"What are you doing! I'm kind enough to save you! The man covered his hand and his face contorted in pain, blood spilling from his joints.

"Oh, who allowed you to touch me? Also, I'll check if you're a human or a ghost. Gin replied calmly.

"Now that the inspection is over, then you can go with me, it will be too late if you don't leave!" The young man's tone was anxious.

"Hmm." Gin obediently stepped out of the way, and then, with that foot, lifted up and kicked the young man over.

"What are you doing! Are you sick? "The young man stood up with his footprints.

"You don't have any medicine." Gin quietly watched the young man go crazy.

"You, if you have the ability, come in and take me away." Gin has a laid-back tone.

"I'm afraid to go in." The young man pretended to leave, he felt that even if Gin was a violent maniac, he would not be able to violate the law of obedience, and he would definitely follow his heart's choice to follow him.

However, it wasn't until he ran from the hospital to the market at a snail's speed that the gin didn't appear behind him.

Gin hates to follow everyone other than North Wind and Boss, and he likes people to follow him, so he doesn't follow young people.

And......

The woman screamed hoarsely, she just wanted her son to live, and thinking of this, Gin was even more reluctant to go.

Staying may be a bad choice, but it can cut off hope for others...... Do you remember that undercover filial girl? Gin actually regretted it for a second......

He regretted letting her die so early.

Why didn't the undercover agent see what her mother was like first? Why let her die with hope and make herself look like a villain?

This time, Gin wonders if the woman is what she looks and what she seems. I've never experienced mother's love and don't need mother's gin, so I'm a little curious.

Gin returned to the waiting area, and it was not the first time that blood had been drawn, and if he hadn't taken drug A, the large and small needles on his body could form a "good-looking" cross-stitch.

While Gin was transfusing blood, he looked at the lively scene outside the window, and when he looked at it, a red eye suddenly grew out of the window, and then a big mouth grew, which looked like the young man who was about to pull Gin before.

"Why don't you come with me?" The mouth opened and closed, and blood gushed between the teeth.

"You're so ugly, I can see at a glance that you're not human." Gin spread out on the bed, blowing an electric fan and answering blindly.

It's not a melon baby, this kind of place, it's not normal to have living people other than yourself.

The blood-colored grimace on the window vanished, a little depressed and unwilling.

I am the most beautiful ghost in a hundred miles, my mother thinks I am too handsome, I am afraid that the appearance of mother and son is seriously inconsistent, others suspect that my father is wearing a green hat on his head, and every time he goes to the street, he tells me: Don't call my mother on the street.

The ogre Dong Shi left sullenly.

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This time the blood draw was 200mI more than normal, and it was also a drizzle for gin, because he was shot a lot when he was young, and he took drug A, not only did he have more blood, but his cell hematopoietic ability was much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Gin successfully completed the blood donation, lying on the bed lazily fanning, how can he still look like a killer, he is clearly an uncle, especially with a rainbow gun in his arms, Gin has been ready to learn Wu Song to "Gin and fight ghosts".

However, the "ghost", she still looked anxiously at where her son was.

The required blood has been gathered, and the doctor dares to agree to operate on the little boy, otherwise it will be dangerous because the blood supply is not enough, and it is easy to cause the life of the little boy to be in danger, which is why he has not agreed to the operation before.

Staying in the ward with his mother and waiting for news, Gin lay on the bed and listened to the woman tell about her hardships over the years, and the woman cried as she spoke.

"The child's father was in a car accident two years ago, I finally pulled him up, and now the child has this disease, I don't know what to do, I originally thought, if I can't find the blood source, I will jump from here with my poor baby who is not long, fortunately there is a kind person like you, you are a good person, you will definitely come true."

At this time, the doctor ran out and announced the good news: "The operation was successful, your son will be able to recuperate for a few more days." ”

The little boy was pushed out, he had a red little face, he looked very well-behaved, and his sleeping face was obedient, and the corners of his mouth were smiling as if he was dreaming.

Gin carefully observed the little boy who was sleeping peacefully, and suddenly a powerful smile appeared, and a mouthful of white teeth flashed into the eyes of the doctor who walked in.

"Woooooooooo......oo Belch. The woman suppressed her ecstatic crying, she was afraid of waking the child.

"It's a pity...... I can't leave this place, and you're not a money-hungry person, I think you seem to have some ailments, so you might as well find a doctor here to treat you, and I'll pay for the medicine. The woman suddenly retracted her expression and turned to Gin.

"Am I sick?" Gin frowned.

"Yes, I have medicine!" The doctor held up a large syringe that Gray Hara had once held to the north wind and poked it at Gin's ass.

"Get out of here!"

The doctor's face was kicked and twisted, but his hand still raised the syringe and dutifully pricked the gin stick.

"Hahahahe! It's finally time to get out of this hellish place! The lad has a future! ”

Gin saw the birth of Screaming Chicken Number Two before he lost consciousness.

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The scene melts little by little......

Vaguely seeing the woman, the woman who had been tired for a long time, after making sure of her son's safety, she finally lay down on the other bed with peace of mind, looked at the boy with a smile, and then closed her eyes to rest, and there was no movement.

A newspaper was blown up by the wind and stuck to the window.

Hell Daily: Human indifference.

Hell 4188, in 2018, a suicide occurred in a hospital, it is reported that because Zhang's son was a panda blood, he failed to get enough blood donation, missed the best treatment period for his son, and finally his son died. The woman chose to jump from the ward with her dead son in her arms, in fact, there was originally a blood source for this incident, but only one person was present to meet the requirements, the hospital and the parties did not agree to draw 600ml of blood, and eventually caused a tragedy. Today, Hell Daily hereby calls on the people of hell from all walks of life not to learn from the world, but to do more good deeds, actively donate blood, and save more lives. ”

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