At one o'clock after eight o'clock, in ward 211, nurse Xiao He was making rounds.

She looked up and glanced at it.

Of the three hospital beds, one person was absent.

So she casually called out a name: "Jia Zixian." ”

No one answered.

"Jia Zixian." Xiao He's voice was already a little impatient.

Still no one answered.

"Jia Zixian!" Xiao He frowned, his tone slightly angry.

It was clear that he was not there.

"Caught." Xiao He picked up the pen and wrote something in the medical record book in his hand.

About ten minutes later, the elevator stopped on the fifth floor.

"Ding-dong."

The elevator door opened, and Shi Jingyan walked out of it, followed by two doctors.

In the corridor not far away, Jia Zixian was still spinning in circles frantically.

His eyes were blank, clearly hallucinating.

Next to it stood a pitch-black humanoid.

When he saw Jingyan, it was obviously trembling, and its unclear face revealed fear.

Shi Jingyan didn't even look at it.

He also held a medical record sheet in his hand, looked at the words on it and read: "Jia Zixian, male, twenty-four years old...... Liver, Zhang X...... who supplies 611, my old guy with cirrhosis. ”

"Okay, it's him tonight." He made an instant decision.

[It's over, it's over.] ]

[It's hopeless, I won't look at it, goodbye.] ]

[It's a shame.] ]

[If the liver is gone, people will not live long at all.] ]

[Speechless, this Jia Zixian is too stupid.] ]

[He didn't know about the male player in the first place, and it was normal that he didn't notice the substitution.] ]

[So it's a pity.] ]

[Runaway.] ]

[……]

"Hurry up and take the person away and go back to prepare for the operation." Shi Jingyan beckoned behind him.

The two doctors in the back immediately understood, stepped forward, and forcibly dragged Jia Zixian, who was hallucinating, away.

The black figure stood silently in place, not daring to say a word from beginning to end.

It wasn't until Shi Jingyan left with people that it breathed a sigh of relief humanely.

Then, one of the previous doctors came back and said, "Okay, you can be discharged." ”

Only then did it completely put its mind at ease and changed back to the male player's appearance.

It's finally time to get out of this hellish place!

It's not like those two idiots, who thought they could be discharged from the hospital if they finally grabbed their bodies.

That's just the first step.

If they didn't bring enough benefits to Hope Hospital, how could that demon king easily let them go.

Those two fools are estimated to have become the experimental subjects of the Great Demon King again.

It thought it could really leave.

Speeding to the hospital gate, it strode forward, and in the blink of an eye, it was back in the dark, nightmarish room.

Suddenly, it was like a lightning strike.

How did you come back again?

After waiting for a while, it couldn't help but shout:

"What's going on? Didn't that mean I could be discharged from the hospital? ”

Out of thin air, a voice replied, "Fool, when did the dean speak?" ”

What do you mean?

It's going to crack.

The voice continued, "Stay here. When the dean finishes processing those two samples, he will naturally come back to study you. ”

Then, the surroundings fell silent, and it was pitch black.

It's desperate.

Liars, all liars woo woo......

In an operating room on the sixth floor, the lights were lit up all night again.

Su Fuqing was lying on the hospital bed of 207, faintly feeling that something would happen tonight.

She turned over and faced Zhao Zheng's bed, only to find that she had fallen asleep at some point.

It's only past nine o'clock, so it's a little early to go to bed.

"Zheng?" Su Fuqing shouted tentatively.

Zhao Zheng did not react and seemed to be sleeping deeply.

Su Fuqing vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he simply tilted his head sideways and kept looking at Zhao Zheng.

After ten o'clock, just when Su Fuqing was about to fall asleep, Zhao Zheng sat up suddenly, startling her.

What the?

Then, Su Fuqing saw Zhao Zheng get off the bed again and walked towards the door slowly.

[What's wrong, what's wrong?] ]

[Something seems to be going to happen.] ]

[It's going to happen.] ]

[Zheng Lin also sent it this last night.] ]

[Ahh ]

[Sister Su, go and save her.] ]

[I'm in a hurry.] ]

[Don't worry, there is still help.] ]

[Yes, yes, it's fine.] ]

[……]

Zhao Jing, who was watching the live broadcast, was already so anxious that he was like ants on a hot pot and turned around the room.

Thinking that last night, Zheng Lin also walked out like this, and then he was possessed by ghosts.

Su Fuqing quickly got out of bed and wanted to get Zhao Zheng back.

Zhao Zheng had already walked halfway, and Su Fuqing rushed up in a few steps to grab her and tugged tentatively.

As a result, it can't be moved.

Zhao Zheng continued to rush forward, as strong as a cow.

"Sister Lingling, come and help me." Su Fuqing asked for help.

Su Lingling released several white silk threads to entangle Zhao Zheng and forcibly pulled her back to the bed.

Then, she used white silk to mummify Zhao Zheng and tied it to the head of the bed.

Zhao Zheng twisted his body, his eyes were misty.

What kind of evil is this?

Su Fuqing looked at the delirious Zhao Zheng and was a little embarrassed.

How do you get her to come to her senses?

"Kite? Kite? Su Fuqing touched Zhao Zheng's face.

Zhao Zheng tilted his head and almost bit her.

Su Fuqing hurriedly withdrew his hand.

Then, she sat on the edge of the bed and kept guarding Zhao Zheng.

I don't know how long it took, but when Su Fuqing almost fell asleep, Zhao Zheng finally quieted down.

It's late.

Su Fuqing was drowsy.

"It should be fine, you go to bed first. I came to see her. Su Lingling said.

"Okay." Su Fuqing groped to his bedside, turned over to bed, and fell asleep almost instantly.

[Look at what trapped our Sister Su.] ]

[I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep.] ]

[Sleep plus one.] ]

[Good night everyone.] ]

[……]

Only Zhao Jing, who was still not at ease, did not dare to sleep.

Su Lingling has also been guarding Zhao Zheng.

On the fourth day of the dungeon, at half past seven in the morning, Su Fuqing woke up from his dream.

Turning his head, Zhao Zheng was sleeping soundly, Su Lingling had disappeared, and only her voice could be heard:

"The second half of the night was very stable, and nothing happened to Zhao Zheng."

"Thank you for your hard work, Sister Lingling." Su Fuqing was relieved.

She got up and got out of bed and woke Zhao Zheng up.

"I'm sleepy." Zhao Zheng opened his eyes in a daze and held up his spirits.

"Do you remember when you fell asleep last night?" Su Fuqing asked.

Zhao Zheng patted his face vigorously, woke up his mind, and thought for a long time before saying, "I don't have any impression, but I should have gone to bed quite early, why am I still so sleepy?" ”

"You're sleepwalking." Su Fuqing said.

"Huh? No way, I never sleepwalk. Zhao Zheng denied it again and again.

Su Fuqing asked again: "It's not normal sleepwalking...... All in all, you almost ran out after ten o'clock. ”