When I woke up, the first thing I saw was a round aqua blue glass window.

Outside the small window, there is a whole wall of various instruments that are not aware of it, some of which display numbers, some of which display histograms, some of which display pie-shaped percentage charts, and more of which are various switches and traffic lights.

Well...... Outside? Why do I subconsciously think it's outside?

I tried to turn my perspective, but I found that this normally unusually easy movement was extremely sluggish at the moment, with a gap of five or six seconds between "I want to see what I am doing" and "the perspective began to turn", and the movement of turning my head was unusually slow.

What the heck? Am I stuck?

After complaining a few words, the scheduled action was finally completed, and I could see the surrounding environment clearly.

At this time, I was in a roughly oval "cylinder" with a diameter of more than one meter, and the inside of the barrel wall was made of light blue silver-white metal, and I was sitting in a hospital gown on a chair with a temporary invisible shape in the middle.

The glass window in front of it is part of an oval metal door, and there is a doorknob not far under the window, but there is no keyhole near the handle.

In addition to this, there is a faint icy blue mist in the entire "metal cylinder", which smells nothing special and I don't know what it is.

I was going to reach out and pull the handle off, but considering how difficult it was to turn my head just now, I gave up on it to prevent myself from losing my balance and hitting the glass window, and just tried to raise my hand in front of my face to observe.

Well, there is no keratin, it looks like there is no need to remove dead skin for the time being, and it is time for the nails to be trimmed...... Phew, is now the time to think about this?

To sum up, the action of raising the hand to the face is larger, but it takes less time than the previous action of turning the head, which can prove that no matter what state I was in before, I am now recovering, this time Roman and Meng Nali did not jump out directly and say "You are awake", which can prove that if they are not very confident in this "metal cylinder", they have something particularly important to do.

Am I the most important thing? Should they all revolve around me? It's weird, I'm a virgin and not a Mary Sue, bah, I'm just- well, forget it.

I tried to turn my head and raise my hand to wait for the "delay" to disappear as I remembered the situation of the previous dream.

Judging from the fact that she is so high that she can even steal control of me, she is obviously another me, but she is the other me who has not encountered "PAX-200", has never caught the stupid system, and has not collected doomsday elements along the way with the help of her sister, and she has a high probability that she has not even found out that she is an NPC or an electronic life, no, it should be said, it is another me before "bursting the balloon".

However, still the Virgin.

It can be deduced that the implementer of the doomsday element "Time Paradox" this time is "we" ourselves - combined with the situation of the "subspecies doomsday element" attached to the previous "god list", as long as there is a deviation in the behavior between any two mes, there will be a "Boom" and the game will end.

And the most unfortunate thing is that I, who has a "subjective consciousness", not only have to get bruised all over my body because of the feedback of the "observer effect", but also have to help me in my dreams to repair the deviations caused by them, which is just a fool, huh...... Sister pit? That's not right.

By the way, I'm praising myself.

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"Whew-"

After moving for a few more moments, I felt that my movement was no longer "delayed", put on the cotton slippers at my feet, reached out and tried to turn the doorknob, although it was a little laborious to turn, it did not lock, and after making a sound like a pressure cooker deflating, it opened smoothly to the outside.

Well...... Pressure cooker? Am I some weird steamed dish?

Oh no, there are some signs of refinement, and I started to complain about myself, anyway, I went to Roman and Dr. Monali first to ask about the situation.

After all, I had a guess before, even if I was "summoned", it would be a matter of an instant from the summoning to the return, so I would not have to change positions and skip time, and after looking at the bright light outside, I was even more sure of this.

Huhuhuhu-

As I pushed the door out, the pale blue gas flowed outward and turned into bursts of white smoke.

After looking around and taking a few observations, I quickly determined where this was: the monitoring room next door to my previous ward, which was also Dr. Monali's office.

Through an observation window, I could clearly see the intensive care unit where I had been lying before, well...... When I had vision, I seemed to see that this was an ordinary mirror, was it really the legendary one-way mirror?

Now the question is, where have the doctors gone?

I looked at the computers, desks, monitoring instruments, filing cabinets, sterilization cabinets, and trolleys in the monitoring room.

This should be routine monitoring, and real rescue and surgery cannot be carried out with such rudimentary instruments.

But the problem is also obvious, if I am transferred to this strange "refrigerator" for any reason, someone should be responsible for monitoring the status at all times, unless my previous status is "no need to monitor".

And for doctors, a person who "doesn't have to be monitored" is only a dead person in addition to a healthy person who is alive and kicking?

But the previous cylinder was set up with a handle inside, as if it was waiting for the people inside to go out by themselves, and it didn't look like a refrigerator.

As I walked out of the office door, I saw a notice on my desk:

{Lin Yuanshan} relatives: Patient {Lin Hao} was hospitalized in the {Cardiovascular and Cerebrovascular} Department of our hospital, and was diagnosed with {acute cerebral hemorrhage}......

Well, the shot that Kiritsugu originally aimed at my wife hit me in the head?

I don't mention the stupid girl who cheated myself, but I finally managed to stop the domestic violence...... Wait a minute? Hitting your daughter seems to be more serious domestic violence, right?

Phew, his daughter is Illya, and she has nothing to do with me.

I opened the office door and went down the hallway, where I heard Menali and Roman's doctor coming from the direction of the stairs.

"The director insisted that we inform the family of the 'death', if Xiaohao doesn't wake up again, it won't be easy." Roman appeared with a data board in one hand and scratching his head in the other.

"Are you embarrassed? What did you just say? 'Although she has no breathing, no heartbeat, no brainwave activity, and all internal circulation has stopped, she is really not dead'? Do you expect this to be believed by an ordinary person now? Dr. Monali followed him, also holding the case board in his hand, with an expression that wanted to knock Roman on the head.

Well...... Talented and beautiful, a natural pair.