Chapter 041: Horror Hospital Eleven

Two streams of cold liquid slowly flowed out from his nose, and Zhen Shifeng, who was curled up, tried to calm down, trying to keep his anger alive with words like 'Those who break my appearance, although they are far away, will be punished', so that he can wake up as soon as possible. This method may sound ridiculous, but it can make you highly focused in a short period of time.

After all, it is not Zhen Shifeng's style to sit still, just waiting for the other party to withdraw his fist, he took out his right leg and kicked the other party's stomach, however, .........

"My dear friend, isn't it rude to treat your savior like this?" After being kicked, the mysterious man seemed to be like a rock and did not move, only to see his two thin arms wrapped around Zhen Shifeng's right leg, the power poured in, and the green tendons burst out, and the latter was dragged out of the elevator on the spot as if he was sucked into a whirlpool torrent, without even a chance to struggle. Immediately afterwards, two more powerful fists slammed into Zhen Shifeng's abdomen, and a stream of fishy sour water gushed up his throat and squirted out. What's worse is that the health value that was originally restored to about 200 is only in double digits, and it also has a bleeding effect, and the situation is extremely unoptimistic.

[Bleeding Reminder: The bleeding state will reduce your health by 5% per minute, and maintain it for ten minutes.] In this state, any strenuous activity will increase the amount of bleeding to 20% for a short period of time. It is recommended that you do not exercise vigorously. 】

This prompt also announced that Zhen Shifeng's escape plan was completely bankrupt, rather than die due to bloodshed and tragedy, it is better to wait and see what happens, the former will die, and the latter still has the possibility of survival, how to choose needless to say. Of course, even if Brother Feng wants to protect the last trace of discipline and fight hard, it is impossible, because after a series of battles and escapes, his physical strength has fallen below about 50, and the slightest drastic movement will be exhausted. Compared to the very slow recovery speed of health and stamina, it only increases by 200 values per hour in a stationary state, not to mention the extremely fast consumption along the way, and the income and expenditure are already unbalanced.

At this point, Zhen Shifeng simply sat on the ground with his buttocks, panting and wiping the blood on his face with his palm. In a blur, he saw that the mysterious man had pushed a dilapidated wheelchair out of nowhere, and he was constantly fiddling with something in his hands, which could be described as full of interest.

Looking closely, I saw that this person's body was covered with large spots and terrifying pus, some of which even rotted and shed blood, coupled with the skinny body, he looked like a zombie wandering in the apocalypse. However, he was wrapped in a blue apron stained with brown blood and a green hat for the operating room on his head. In addition, two thin tubes protruding from under his armpits and surrounding his neck, and the ends of the tubes were inserted into his nostrils, as if they were inhaling oxygen, which was quite funny.

"Frankenstein (Frankenstein), can you weakly ask where the other end of those two thin tubes around your body leads? Could it be ......... Chrysanthemum? ”

"First of all, I don't call me Frankenstein, you can call me Dr. Bugg. Secondly, although I deeply regret the atrocity I have just committed, your extremely rude words and expressions make me have to admit that I have acted wisely and correctly, because there is no need to show any mercy to fools who do not know the word 'respect'. "Clearly, Dr. Bugg cares a lot about his image. After speaking, he dragged Zhen Shifeng to the wheelchair just now, and at the same time tied the belts on both sides of the armrest, not giving the other party any chance to escape.

Next, Zhen Shifeng chose to remain silent, neither continuing to complain about the other party's image, nor asking where he would be taken. At this moment, on the one hand, he needs to adjust his physical state, at least to ensure that his physical strength and health will not decrease again; On the other hand, he needs to keep a clear head at all times, not only to write down the route he was taken away from and ensure that he can return the same way when he leaves, but also to plan and organize the next actions in a unified manner, taking into account all possible accidents and making corresponding countermeasures.

Dr. Bug is very satisfied with Zhen Shifeng's current performance, as long as he does not resist violently and make him disgusted by some nonsensical words, then everything is negotiable. Therefore, the belt that was originally intended to be tied to Zhen Shifeng's neck was also deliberately untied by Dr. Buge, which was regarded as a small 'reward' for him to stay quiet and no longer resist, but this naïve decision was about to kill Dr. Buge.

In this way, Dr. Bug pushed the wheelchair and took Zhen Shifeng through a bright and narrow corridor. Compared to the bloody, foul-smelling environment of the wards, this is perhaps the cleanest place in the entire hospital, and the air is filled with an intoxicating fragrance.

Soon, however, this notion was shattered with the appearance of brown bloodstained walls and water-stained patches of unknown liquids. The originally bright corridor instantly dimmed, and then there was not even a trace of light. The atmosphere is getting weirder and weirder, and the sense of horror is getting stronger and stronger.

After turning into a room where he couldn't see his fingers, Dr. Bugg finally stopped. However, the real horror was about to begin, and Zhen Shifeng could even smell the palpitating chill mixed with the thick bloody aura and the slight killing intent hidden in the endless darkness, which was really creepy.

"Smack!"

The sound of the switch dropping sounded, and the room was suddenly filled with a dazzling white light. And the scene presented in front of him confirmed Zhen Shifeng's previous premonition: blood, a lot of blood, endless blood, walls, floors, and ceilings are everywhere, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a slaughtering center condensed by red blood. It's just that it's not livestock that's slaughtered in this slaughterhouse, it's humans! On the platform opposite the wheelchair were countless human heads, large and small, piled up like a hill, not to mention the rotting entrails and decomposed limbs scattered around the corners.

"Dear friends, welcome to my paradise!" Dr. Bugg spun three hundred and sixty degrees on tiptoe with his hands raised in the air, a smile of excitement and delight on his face. But in Zhen Shifeng's eyes, he is just a severely mentally ill patient who likes to decompose corpses and slaughter the living.

"So what do you want to do next?" Zhen Shifeng finally opened his mouth.

"Can't you see it, of course it's a ** dissection experiment! You should be honored for this, because you are about to become an unshakable cornerstone of the great Dr. Bugg on his way to the apex of human medicine, and your sacrifice will result in the most important discovery in human history, which is hundreds of times, nay, tens of thousands of times stronger than Wilson's brain-consciousness separation experiment! "Dr. Bug was in the midst of his excitement, and like a crocodile weeping before eating, he could not restrain his inner urge before the 'great' dissection experiment. It would not be an exaggeration to call him a medical madman for this dedication, but in essence, he is nothing more than a clown who can only play tricks without doing anything.

However, the speaker has no intention of listening to the heart, and aside from the ridiculous 'great discovery', what Zhen Shifeng really meant was the 'brain consciousness separation experiment' in Dr. Buge's mouth.