Chapter 8: Death

"Okay, okay." Brother Meng was a little aggrieved, looked at Lilou's head wrapped in gauze, and wanted to hammer it up, but he just thought about it.

After calming down, he whispered, "You wait, I'll see the instructions." ”

Lilou: "...... Is it too late for me to give up treatment now? ”

Brother Meng pressed his hands on Lilou's shoulders, slightly forced, and his voice was predictive: "It's time to take medicine!" ”

It's not that Lilou has any opinion on the doctor.

It's really Brother Meng's pediatrician, and her trauma is still on her head, and her specialty is not right, which is really difficult.

Fortunately, in fact, it seems that the [medical space] has a great effect.

"For this treatment, you have to follow me into the medical space, and then go to the hospital bed to recover." Brother Meng explained after reading the instructions.

When Brother Meng and Lou disappeared in front of Zhou Jianguo's three people, everyone completely accepted a fact.

They left that familiar world.

People, things, and things that have left that world.

"Your injury, it will take ...... to recover in this medical space" Speaking of this, Brother Meng was a little weak-hearted: "It will take 13 hours." ”

“…… How many people can you get into this space? What Li Lou asked, combined with the rules given by the system, did not hold out much hope.

Sure enough, Brother Meng's tone was depressed: "I can only enter two people, the patient and me." ”

"If more people can fit into this space, maybe we can survive until dawn." Brother Meng said, he was even more mourned, in Lilou's eyes, there was a shadow of the Virgin.

Sure enough, Brother Meng's next words were: "In this way, we can pull all the trialists into this space, and then everyone will survive together and go home together." ”

"But I'm ...... Hey......"

"Even if you can enter the space, you may survive until dawn in this medical space, and it will not be considered a successful completion of the mission." Li Lou said, lowering his eyes slightly, so that Brother Meng couldn't notice his expression.

She had always had a gut feeling that even if they managed to survive until dawn, they might not be able to return to their original world.

Brother Meng smiled, as if he felt that there was some truth, and the original mourning mood was better, and he began to prepare for recovery.

In fact, it's nothing, just make a sheet, let Lilou lie on the hospital bed, and recover automatically.

When Lou lay down, he asked, "Can you only recover for five minutes?" ”

"Huh? That doesn't work. "Committed by occupational diseases, it seems that every doctor has a headache for disobedient patients.

"I think if I go out again in 13 hours, the daylilies will be cold." Li Lou was a little helpless, and stared straight at the snow-white ceiling on the hospital bed: "Just treat it, if it doesn't affect my movement, we'll go out." ”

"But...... I think ...... "the professional ethics of doctors, Brother Meng wants to stop talking."

"I don't want you to think, I want me to feel! First treatment. "Domineering is off the second line.

In the end, it took 8 minutes of treatment to get out of the medical space, at least without strenuous exercise, Lilou would no longer feel the symptoms of dizziness and anemia.

Seeing the two of them coming out, Zhou Jianguo and the three of them instantly surrounded them and said with concern: "How is it, are you better?" ”

Li Lou nodded: "The recovery strength is quite strong, at least this recovery force will take at least three days in reality." ”

Hearing this, Lin Lin looked at Brother Meng with adoring eyes: "Wow! Daddy deserves daddy! Dad, we will all rely on you in the future. ”

Brother Meng wanted to pat his chest and nod his head to reassure, but the system prompt he just got made him a little vain: "That...... I just noticed that this medical space is cooled, and after one treatment, it takes three hours before the treatment can be continued. ”

"So, don't get hurt together......" The more he said, the more his voice floated.

Tang Xiaohu, a foreign friend, was stunned with a black face, and was a little puzzled: "Since they can all be injured, then I promise that we won't be together." ”

Everyone was embarrassed.

Zhou Jian's Chinese tone was heavy, and said: "Let's put this problem aside, it is better to have a treatment every three hours than nothing." Now there's a very serious question. ”

As he spoke, Zhou Jianguo's gaze behind the lenses was deep, and his hand holding the thermos cup tightened: "Just now, my skills [Teacher's Roll Call] have been updated. ”

"In addition to the 5 of us whose names I know, the other 95 trialists whose names I don't know are all displayed in numbers, and now there are 48 numbers representing them, which have been turned into red letters......"

As he spoke, Zhou Jianguo looked at everyone, and the part under his glasses was shadowed by a hint of moonlight from the window: "What shows them now is ...... Death! ”