"Su Fuqing."

Jiang Bo held a thick booklet in his hand, turned to a certain page, and called out Su Fuqing's name.

Su Fuqing could vaguely see the big words "medical record book" on the cover of the booklet, but he couldn't see more of the content clearly.

It just so happens that she is doubting the authenticity of the player's "illness", and if she can get this medical record, she should be able to figure it out.

"Doctor, how's my illness?" Su Fuqing still pretended to be very concerned about his "condition".

"You are sick...... Jiang Bodong talked a lot, and he didn't get to the point, and finally only emphasized:

"These days, from 10 to 11:30 in the morning, there is a customized treatment plan for patients on the second floor in our hospital, which may have an effect on your recovery."

Su Fuqing guessed that this so-called treatment plan must be mandatory for players to participate, so she agreed with a look of surprise on the surface.

After that, Jiang Bo patiently and responsibly "condoled" Zheng Lin and He Qiuhua, who were full of horror on the next bed, and reminded them not to forget to participate in the treatment plan.

After tossing and turning like this for about ten minutes, Jiang Bo left with the group and went to the next ward.

When it was almost ten o'clock, the ward rounds were over, and the patients on the second floor were all called out by several nurses and taken to a small conference hall on the fourth floor.

According to nurse Ye Xiu, the treatment plan scheduled this morning was a mental health lecture, and the lecturer was the most famous psychologist at Hope Hospital.

Su Fuqing: "......"

It feels like going back to college and being forced to attend lectures for credit.

After meeting with Zhao Zheng and Qiao Ningze, and then finding a place to sit down, Su Fuqing looked around.

She deliberately counted that there were a total of thirty-four patients present, and the two people who didn't come should be the newcomer of 209 and the very sick patient of 201.

At this moment, a man in a white lab coat walked up directly in front of him and came to the podium.

After introducing himself, he exported the PPT on the multimedia, and the lecture officially began.

The famous psychiatrist didn't say a word, and Su Fuqing's expression became confused.

Why can't she understand what this person is saying?

Turning his head, Zhao Zheng and Qiao Ningze next to him also had similar expressions.

Qiao Ningze couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "What is he saying, do you understand?" ”

Su Fuqing and Zhao Zheng both shook their heads.

Completely incomprehensible.

[I don't understand either.] ]

[I feel like I'm listening to a book from heaven.] ]

[What kind of encryption language is this?] ]

[Wait, it's a bit wrong to hear too much.] ]

[The eyelids are fighting, so sleepy.] ]

[Me too, trapped to death.] ]

[Lullaby.] ]

[I can't hold it anymore, I'll go to sleep first.] ]

[……]

The audience began to feel sleepy, and the patients who had been listening to the book of heaven at the scene were even more drowsy.

Several patients had already fallen asleep directly, and the one sitting behind Su Fuqing was even snoring.

Su Fuqing couldn't help but look back, and he was still an acquaintance.

It's the one they've seen in the cafeteria this morning, the newcomer who's been gobbling it up.

This person's heart is really big enough to dare to sleep so casually in the dungeon.

In fact, Su Fuqing was also sleepy, but she was worried that there was something wrong with this lecture, so she tried to stay awake and not let herself fall asleep.

Not only that, but she also devoted her energy to look at Zhao Zheng and Qiao Ningze, and didn't let them sleep with them.

About half an hour had passed, and more than half of the thirty-four patients had collapsed.

A small percentage of them seem to be dreaming.

A smile appeared on someone's lips; Some people frowned and looked pained; Others were yelling, as if they were in the midst of a special fear......

In the end, Zhao Zheng couldn't hold on.

Even if Su Fuqing kept shouting in her ear and pushing her hard, she couldn't help but close her eyes.

"Kite! Kite! Su Fuqing leaned into Zhao Zheng's ear and shouted several times, but Zhao Zheng was unmoved as if he was asleep.

Su Lingling looked at it and said helplessly, "I can't see what's wrong with her." ”

Then, she also tried to wake up Zhao Zheng, but it was also in vain.

Su Fuqing even pinched Zhao Zheng hard, but it was still useless.

Can't wake up, can't wake up at all.

"Little Joe is going to fall asleep too." Su Lingling reminded.

The "Little Joe" in her mouth is naturally Qiao Ningze.

Su Fuqing turned his head to the right and looked, Qiao Ningze's head was drooping a little bit, obviously not very awake.

"Wake up, don't sleep!" Su Fuqing slapped Qiao Ningze in the face.

Qiao Ningze instantly sobered up.

He covered his face and said in a very aggrieved tone: "Sister, I eat with my face, what if you break the phase?" ”

Su Fuqing looked at it for a long time, and under Qiao Ningze's increasingly uneasy gaze, he said unhurriedly: "It's a little red, and it's not broken." ”

"That's good, that's good." Qiao Ningze breathed a sigh of relief and carefully rubbed his face.

After such a toss, he was finally not sleepy.

Su Fuqing suddenly thought of a question: "Wait, I shouldn't be scolded by your fans, right?" ”

Qiao Ningze waved his hand again and again when he heard this: "No, no, my fans are very well-behaved and won't scold you." ”

[Yes, my sister is all for Qiaoqiao's good, how can we scold you.] ]

[Whoever dares to scold Sister Su will be scolded by our Qiao Jiajun first.] ]

[Jojo's face is so cute.] ]

[Hey, hey, hey.] ]

[There are so few barrages, are everyone sleeping?] ]

[I can't hold it, I can't hold it.] ]

[I've never been so sleepy in my life.] ]

[The patient is almost down.] ]

[……]

"Hmm." Su Fuqing nodded indiscriminately, thinking that she wouldn't hear scolding her anyway, so it didn't matter.

However, she was really a little sleepy.

Su Fuqing raised his hand and yawned,

"If I can't hold it anymore and want to sleep, you can beat me." She said this not only to Qiao Ningze, but also to Su Lingling.

"Hmm." Qiao Ningze and Su Lingling both agreed.

Su Fuqing took another look, and the patients who were still awake in the field, except for her and Qiao Ningze, only Jia Zixian remained.

At this time, the eyes of the psychiatrist on the stage also looked over, and they happened to meet Su Fuqing's eyes.

Su Fuqing couldn't describe what she saw in this person's eyes, she only felt that the sky fell apart in an instant, the world fell into boundless darkness, and she was swallowed up in it, sinking forever......

"Qingqing! Wake up! ”

Su Lingling was the first to notice that something was wrong with Su Fuqing, and hurriedly woke her up through the contract.

Su Fuqing's dull eyes became clear again, and the person also returned to his senses.

But in the next second, she closed her eyes, pulled Qiao Ningze, and whispered, "Quick, pretend to be asleep." ”

"Oh, good." Qiao Ningze quickly understood what Su Fuqing meant, and then closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

The psychiatrist's gaze swept over the two of them, evoking a sneer.

Then, he looked at Jia Zixian, the only one in the audience who still had his eyes open.

(End of chapter)