In the desk drawer was a notebook with a brown paper cover, with only one sentence in it: 'This place is different from what I imagined.' ’

There is still a little ink trace in the back, as if holding a pen and thinking deeply, but in the end I still can't continue to write.

Combined with the questioning female voice she had heard earlier, she felt that this matter was not so simple.

Su Nanzhi stood up and put away the things on the table and went to bed.

***

Game Day 2.

The sky was as dark as ever, and the lush vegetation against the turquoise water of the lake made it even more quiet.

As soon as Su Nanzhi arrived at the hospital, she heard that someone had an accident on the player's side, and relying on the convenience of being a nurse, she directly pushed the door and walked into the ward.

The players who were originally gathered around the hospital bed to check and discuss immediately silenced when they saw a few nurses coming in, and some quietly took a small step back, pretending to be calm to hide the nervousness and vigilance in their hearts.

The player on the hospital bed was in a trance, his face was pale, his whole body was trembling, as if he had lost his soul, and he didn't know what he had been through.

Sunan Zhi noticed the remaining blood spots on the player's head and the purple-red lump on his arm, to which the nurse next to him said, "This is a trace of normal treatment, it's fine." ”

"Normal" "Not Gone"

There are many treatment rooms in the hospital, one of which has a water pipe, a chair with restraint functions underneath, a wooden barrel full of ice to hold a person, and a water tank for steaming in another room.

This is called normal treatment.

There are living examples here, and players don't dare to ask a word about the claims of the Caregiver NPC, let alone give an opinion.

The player who was taken away last night is still alive, but what's the difference between him being like this and being dead.

Sunan Zhi stood among the nurses, his gaze swept over the player, and then left with them.

When the door was closed, the eerie atmosphere was still there.

Lu Yu stepped forward and stretched out his hand to probe the pulse on the player's neck, which was much weaker than a normal person, and his injuries were not only in the body, but also in the spirit body.

"Did you find anything?" Zhuang Wenlin's attention shifted to Lu Yu.

"Nope." Lu Yu retracted his gaze indifferently.

Zhou Wu heard that the NPC nurse walked away, and his waist stood up, thinking that he could find something, but it turned out to be like that.

Yesterday, there were female players who secretly looked at this man.,Talk in the past.,This is a survival game.,What's the use of not having the strength to look good?

"It turned out to be the same as us, and we didn't find anything."

"Is it that if you don't take medicine, you will be taken away by them at night?" Yang Wenjiao is very anxious now, he was almost taken away yesterday.

"If you can safely survive ten days by taking medicine, it's still called a survival game?" Zhuang Wenlin said in a deep voice, "Let's go to the cafeteria to meet them first, and ask if there was anything abnormal over there last night." ”

This medicine is probably sleeping pills or something.

He ate it later, but he didn't dare to swallow it, so it was impossible for this group of NPCs to let them go, and they didn't know how they died after they really ate and slept.

Su Nanzhi went to the female player's ward again.

She found that the player named He Simiao had a very wrong expression when he looked at another NPC, something must have happened at night.

Su Nanzhi found an opportunity to secretly check the physical condition of the NPC patient, her expression was still dull, and she couldn't see anything abnormal, but she had suspicious bruises on her body.

Unlike the player's side effects of treatment. ’

For a moment, she thought of the two male nurses she had seen last night.

Patients who can't speak and can't resist are not the best targets for them.

Imagine yourself: Crazy codewords in the afternoon!

The real situation: Everyday Calvin o(╥_╥)Writing horror during the day doesn't seem to be smooth

(End of chapter)