A chill rose from the soles of Song Qingxiao's feet and quickly spread to the limbs.

Under the extreme tension and stimulation, the blood flow of her whole body accelerated, her scalp was numb, and she held down the dagger tied to her other wrist with one hand, and her whole body was shaking.

The doctor sitting behind the desk staring at her was clearly the one she killed in the last trial!

Afraid that she was hallucinating because of her extreme nervousness, she closed her eyes forcefully, and when she opened them, the doctor was still sitting there, dressed in the white robe of a healer, and his expression was so calm that it was almost indifferent.

There was a name tag pinned to his white robe that read: Liu Yixun.

The doctor's arms rested on the table, holding a form in one hand, and because of this action, his sleeves climbed up slightly, revealing a piece of wrist, and the watch he had displayed in the first trial space to show everyone that he was walking around because of the magnetic field disturbance was wearing on his wrist.

The table was very neatly tied, a computer was placed, and a capped fountain pen rested on a medical record, this fountain pen Song Qing was too familiar to be more familiar, her cheeks twitched slightly, and the place where the doctor had scratched with a fountain pen was obviously the wound had healed, but at this time there was a faint pain.

What the hell is going on?

Song Qingxiao was a little speechless, and wanted to retreat away from the doctor, but his body was already frozen, and he didn't listen to his own call, so he still stood in place and didn't move.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, and the 'click' sound in her ears was still ringing, like a time bomb, giving her a sense of urgency that would explode and destroy her at any moment.

The doctor's face turned slightly pale, and in Song Qingxiao's line of sight, above the corner of his forehead, the strange number was still counting down, 119:58:46.

"Are you alright?"

The doctor's gaze fell on Song Qingxiao and frowned.

His voice was a little strange, flat and straightforward, as if there was no superfluous emotion, and there was a feeling of rigidity and rigidity like a robot.

Song Qingxiao's memory is still stuck in the final fight between the two, her throat seems to be still tightly wrapped by the doctor with a mouse wire, and the pain of suffocation has surfaced again.

Without looking in the mirror, Song Qingxiao knew that his face must be very ugly at this time.

The strange things that followed made Song Qingxiao's spirit tense to the limit, if he hadn't noticed that the doctor didn't rush over and kill people the moment he saw Song Qingxiao appear, I'm afraid Song Qingxiao would have collapsed at this time.

The violent 'thump' of the heart mingled with the 'click' sound in his head, almost duffling the doctor's voice.

Song Qingxiao endured his fear and calmed himself down repeatedly.

She has entered the trial space, and everything that happens here is beyond her common sense.

What's more, the doctor is not so scary, since he can kill him once, he can still kill him a second time!

She touched her wrist, and the dagger strapped to it slowed her ragged heartbeat a lot.

"Are you alright?"

The doctor asked again, and his eyes fell on the arm she was holding, Song Qingxiao stiffened his body, swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva, restrained his instinctive reaction with strong willpower, let go of the hand holding the dagger, and nodded slowly.

This action seemed to exhaust all her strength, and the doctor's eyebrows were wrinkled, as if he doubted the authenticity of her expression that she was 'okay', but in the end he still did not dwell on this question, but pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly, revealing a strange smile:

"It's okay, I've read your resume, although the experience is still there, but it just so happens that the hospital is currently short of manpower." He put down the paper in his hand and stood up: "Song Qingxiao, welcome you to join our hospital and become a colleague." ”

His smile had a feeling of not smiling, not only did it not make people feel relaxed, but because of his face, Song Qingxiao thought of the photo in the card that was flipped over after the doctor's death in the last trial, and felt doubly frightened.

"Next, I will ask Nurse Zhang to take you for a walk around the hospital first, familiarize yourself with the environment and work, and you can change your clothes."

So many things happened one after another in a short period of time, Song Qingxiao was already a little numb at this time, she saw the doctor shouting loudly, and in the sound of 'clicking' the door, someone came in.

She thought that if the person who was called in by Liu Yixun was still a familiar face in her memory, maybe she would not be even more surprised.

But the scene in Song Qingxiao's imagination did not happen, and it was a young woman of twenty-five or sixteen who came in, wearing a nurse's uniform, her hair was meticulously wrapped in a hat, pulling the doorknob with one hand, and asked:

"Doctor Liu, you called me?"

She spoke in a crisp voice, as if injecting a touch of vitality into this quiet and almost terrifying office, seeing Song Qingxiao standing in the office, this woman grinned, the corners of her mouth curved out of a beautiful arc, revealing a pair of playful and cute tiger teeth, compared to Liu Yixun's stiff and creepy smile, her smile was undoubtedly much more real, making Song Qingxiao's emotions tense like a string that would break at any time have a moment of relaxation.

"Yes."

The doctor nodded, introduced Song Qingxiao's identity, and explained the work arranged for her, and Nurse Zhang nodded.

When Song Qingxiao came out of the doctor's office, she was already sweating profusely, and her whole body seemed to have been salvaged from the water, and she kept wiping her forehead with her hands.

The legs were tense because of excessive tension, and it was not easy to relax after relaxing, and with every step, the soles of the feet were numb and tingling, giving Song Qingxiao the illusion that he was stepping barefoot on a road full of thorns.

The sound of 'clicking' in my head was still ringing, and the number was still rapidly reversing in the sight in front of me.

"Our hospital is a severe psychiatric hospital, and it is strictly closed." Nurse Zhang led Song Qingxiao through a long corridor while introducing the situation of the hospital to Song Qingxiao.

At this time, Song Qingxiao found a very troublesome thing, the sound of 'clicking' in her head was constant, and she had to be very focused to hear what Nurse Zhang said, otherwise it would be very easy to ignore her words.

The scene of this trial is not the same as the last time, and the situation is far more complicated than the last time, at present, she knows very little about the situation, there are still many doubts in her heart, some things still need to be explored by her, at this time, if you are affected by the 'click' sound in her head, she may miss some important clues.

In a situation like this, the more information she has, the better it will be for her.

Aside from the stimulation and 'clicking' sound and countdown numbers she saw the doctor before, she learned from Nurse Zhang's words that the place she was in this time was in a psychiatric hospital, and it was under closed management, that is, she did not have too much contact with outsiders.

Song Qingxiao tried her best to make herself ignore the strange voice, and her performance made Nurse Zhang misunderstand, and smiled:

"But we have special supplies, and the vehicles come every five days."

In the interference of 'da-......', Song Qingxiao heard this and keenly noticed a message in her words, which was about to be related to something.

She always felt that she had grasped a key point, but the disturbing information and countdown numbers in her mind, coupled with the changing scenes and strange appearance of the doctor, repeatedly disrupted her thoughts, and the clues seemed to be right in front of her, but only a little bit of enough.

In this case, Song Qingxiao gradually became a little irritable, and Nurse Zhang turned her head to look at her:

"There are twenty-seven patients in our hospital, six doctors, and eleven nurses, but after you are added, it is twelve."

When Nurse Zhang said this, she noticed that Song Qingxiao had been wiping her sweat frequently, her face was pale, her body was thin, and she hadn't spoken since she came out of Dr. Liu Yixun's office, she was talking all the way, she hurriedly paused and asked apologetically:

"Am I talking too much?"

"It's not."

Song Qingxiao hurriedly shook her head, she thought that she had used a lot of strength to shake her head, but in the eyes of Nurse Zhang, she only felt that her head shook lightly twice, hearing this, and seeing her performance, she was only a new colleague who was very shy and introverted, and laughed again:

"Are you a little scared because you have changed jobs?"

This is a psychiatric hospital, and it is a severe mental hospital, and most of the patients who come in are aggressive, and the newcomers seem to be a little scared.

Song Qingxiao listened to her with all her attention, afraid that she would miss every word she said if she was distracted, and as soon as she heard her say this, she nodded along with her words:

"Yes."

She was indeed very nervous, but it was not because she entered the mental hospital, but at this time, Nurse Zhang could think of a reasonable excuse for her, and naturally Song Qingxiao admitted it, as soon as she said this, Nurse Zhang comforted her as she expected:

"Actually, we don't have to be so scared, when we first came, we were all scared, but after a long time, everyone got used to it." She smiled, "They're all patients, let's not worry too much about them." ”

The glass of the corridor let in the sunlight, and at this moment the nurse's face looked warm and soft in the sunlight: "Just take your time." ”

'Click, ......Click, T

Song Qingxiao turned her head to look at her, and above her cheeks, the reciprocal number had become: 119:51:23......

She blinked, 119:51:18......

Nurse Zhang was still laughing, but Song Qingxiao couldn't help but think of her mission this time: to protect the people.

From Nurse Zhang's words, I know that this is a severe mental ward, and patients may have aggressive behaviors, does the content of the trial protect the people to protect these doctors from being killed by aggressive psychopaths?

She wanted to raise her hand and rub her aching head, but after moving several times, she couldn't move on her own.

The stimulation was too great today, and she hadn't completely eased up at this time.

Nurse Zhang noticed her movements, reached out to pull her, and when her fingertips just touched Song Qingxiao's palm, Song Qingxiao was like an electric shock, and subconsciously wanted to throw her away.

"Ah, your hands are so cold."

As soon as Nurse Zhang came, she grabbed Song Qingxiao's hand, and did not take her struggle in her eyes, and even saw Song Qingxiao's defensive move, she smiled and said:

"You look like you sometimes, it's quite similar to the patients in our hospital."

She said this unintentionally, but like an alarm bell, Song Qingxiao raised her head suddenly, but after Nurse Zhang finished speaking, she pulled Song Qingxiao:

"We go to work, it is a shift every five days, and we have to stay in the hospital to eat and live during work, you are not used to it, it is better to share a dormitory with me." She paused for a moment, and then continued: "Let's go, I'll take you to see the dormitory first, change your clothes......"

The 'click-......' sound was still ringing, and the countdown had jumped to 119:46:57.

Five days!

Song Qingxiao noticed that Nurse Zhang had mentioned this word twice in a row, the vehicle came once every five days, and the nurse took a shift every five days, she felt that this time should be a key to the task, but the interference in her head and the numbers in front of her always distracted her, making her calm down and think about it, she was a little restless, what does five days mean?

Nurse Zhang was still talking with her mouth open, and while pointing out the buildings in the hospital to Song Qing, she nodded perfunctorily, repeatedly slowing down her breathing to keep herself from being swayed by emotions.

For five days, the sound of the old-fashioned clock moving around in my head, the countdown numbers in front of me, the task of protecting the people.

All the clues were strung together and twisted into a line, and Song Qingxiao captured the key, time!

The five-day, 'click' clock rings all point to time, and the task of protecting the people may also be time-limited.

As for the strange countdown number that appeared in front of her eyes, although it had been counted down to 119:44:27 at this time, she remembered vividly that the first time this number appeared in front of her eyes and was discovered by her, it was 119:59:59.

She was frightened by the sudden situation, and then the task in her consciousness made her choose, so she didn't have time to think about it, and when she entered the scene, she ran into the doctor who had been killed by herself, and she didn't have time to pay attention to the number.

But now that I think about it, this number is like a countdown, and after calculation, it is exactly five days!

In other words, this set of numbers is very likely to represent the countdown of her in this mission, and she needs to complete the task of protecting the people within five days!

Thinking of this, Song Qingxiao didn't know for a moment whether to breathe a sigh of relief because he found an important clue to the task, or because of the time limit of the task, he felt more urgent.