"For me?" Jiang Bo asked rhetorically.

"Yes, for you, don't be polite to me." Su Fuqing forcibly stuffed the white chrysanthemum into Jiang Bo's arms.

[Laughing to death, Jiang Bo is going to be angry to death.] ]

[Look at his face, hahahahaha.] ]

[I didn't expect Su Fuqing to really dare to give away this flower.] ]

[Our Sister Su has nothing to dare to. ]

[Fearless.] ]

[Deserve it, who asked Jiang Bo to give Su Fuqing and them a dosage.] ]

[Do you think he'll take it?] ]

[Collect and collect.] ]

[Accept it, why don't you accept it, this is a piece of the patient's "heart.] ]

[Hurry up, I'll take it for him.] ]

[Laughs to death.] ]

[……]

The expression on Jiang Bo's face was a little unbearable.

"No, we can't accept gifts from patients." He gritted his teeth and said.

Su Fuqing said: "Director Jiang, don't be embarrassed, if you like it, you will continue." ”

Zhao Zheng echoed: "With such a beautiful flower, Director Jiang will definitely like it." ”

She's the main one who talks nonsense with her eyes open.

Jiang Bo: "......"

He didn't like it.

Qiao Ningze also echoed: "Director Jiang, you can accept it." ”

Su Fuqing said again: "If you don't take it, you won't give me face, I'll ...... I'm going to complain about you. ”

Jiang Bo really wanted to say, you just go and complain.

However, before the operation was unsuccessful, he still had to pretend to be superficial.

So he didn't choose to tear his face, but took the white chrysanthemum and walked away angrily.

As soon as 207 came out, the bouquet of white chrysanthemum was casually thrown to the ground by him.

The nurse who followed quickly picked up the white chrysanthemums scattered all over the place and took them out to deal with them.

In ward 207, after Jiang Bo and the others left, there was laughter.

Qiao Ningze laughed the loudest: "Hahaha, do you see his face, it's darker than the bottom of the pot." ”

Zhao Zheng said: "Such a beautiful flower, Sister Su Su can give it to him." ”

Jiang Bo: Do you want this blessing for you?

Su Fuqing said: "If he wants to toss us, I'll toss him first." ”

Before Jiang Bo left just now, he also told them a not-so-good news-

This morning, the patients will continue to go to the fourth floor to wear that helmet for "treatment".

Su Fuqing wanted to say that he would cure a ghost.

Thinking that Qiao Ningze and Zhao Zheng had already fallen asleep yesterday, Su Fuqing hurriedly discussed with them if there was any way to stay awake all the time.

"I kept pinching my thigh yesterday and it just hurt a little bit," she said. ”

"No wonder you couldn't stand up straight after yesterday morning, you were so ruthless." Qiao Ningze couldn't help but respect Su Fuqing.

I want to call my sister again.

"You have to think that you can too, don't be soft on yourself." Su Fuqing said.

Zhao Zheng listened silently while gesturing with his hand.

Qiao Ningze: "I'll try my best." ”

Su Fuqing said: "When the time comes, it is very likely that we will not be able to perceive the movement of the outside world. ”

So there is no better way than to hurt yourself for the time being.

It didn't take long for the nurse to come and take them to the fourth floor again.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Su Fuqing carefully observed the layout and structure of the fourth floor on the road.

It was a clear difference from the second and third floors, except for the small conference hall where they had attended mental health lectures and the helmet treatment room, there were four or five large rooms with locked doors, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside.

Su Lingling said, "Why don't I go and see it first?" ”

Su Fuqing thought for a while and said, "Okay." ”

Then, she divided her energy to pay attention to the patients, but she still didn't see Jia Zixian and the male player.

I guess something really happened.

Pity.

Soon arrived at the room they had been to yesterday.

It was still the nurse who gave each patient a helmet and asked them to put it on, then closed the curtain and pressed the switch on the helmet.

The familiar chant sounded in each patient's ears again.

Su Fuqing was already ready, and as soon as he wanted to sleep, he pinched himself fiercely.

[It hurts when I look at it.] ]

[Ruthless.] ]

[Sister Su is really ruthless, ruthless to the enemy, and even more ruthless to herself. ]

[Over there, Qiao Ningze and Zhao Zheng are also doing the same.] ]

[I feel that Zhao Zheng is a little unable to hold on.] ]

[Don't close your eyes.] ]

[Hold on.] ]

[……]

Zhao Zheng really couldn't hold on.

Boundless sleepiness swept over her, and she gradually closed her eyes.

I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep.

No, you can't sleep.

Zhao Zheng gave his thigh a hard blow again.

I was awake for a while, then I was sleepy again, and the cycle went on and on.

After just a few visits, she found that her perception of pain was becoming more and more dull.

Zhao Zheng had to increase his strength and twist it violently.

This time it didn't take more than a few seconds to wake up.

No, I can't hold on.

Suddenly, Zhao Zheng was ruthless, and stabbed himself hard in the thigh with a utility knife that he didn't know where to find it.

The pain of the blade piercing into the flesh and the harsh smell of blood made her completely sober and sleepy.

Su Fuqing, who was sitting next to her, also smelled the smell of blood, and after identifying the source of the smell, he suddenly felt bad.

What is this stupid kid doing?

"Ahem, ahem."

Su Fuqing coughed lightly, wanting to remind Zhao Zheng not to be too himself. It soon occurred to her that she might not have heard.

[This little sister is also a little ruthless.] ]

[No way, if you go back to sleep, the "sleepwalking" at night may be aggravated.] That's what I guessed, anyway. ]

[Makes sense.] ]

[In the dungeon, if one is not careful, she will die, and she also wants to live.] ]

[Being so cruel to yourself at such a young age has a future.] ]

[Promising future.] ]

[Sister Su is in a hurry.] ]

[She reminded Zhao Zheng that she shouldn't be able to hear it.] ]

[Seemingly, I don't see her responding.] ]

[……]

Zhao Zheng really didn't hear Su Fuqing's reminder.

However, the pain in her leg reminded her that she couldn't sleep, and it really kept her awake until the end.

Su Fuqing also remained awake all the time, but his leg hurt again.

This time she was even more ruthless than yesterday.

On the other side, Qiao Ningze didn't hold on, and slept for a while in the last few minutes.

At the end of the day, he was wounded twice.

Su Fuqing leaned against the wall, looking at the blood on Zhao Zheng's leg, his face was very bad.

"Cure her first." She said.

Zhao Zheng knew that he was nervous at this time, so he quickly put away the utility knife and stood there with his head down without speaking.

"Oh, good." Qiao Ningze also became nervous.

He quickly healed Zhao Zheng's leg injury, and then walked towards Su Fuqing.

Su Fuqing felt the pain in his legs gradually fade, and the anger in his heart also decreased slightly.

She didn't know how to tell Zhao Zheng, after all, she had said that she would be ruthless, but she didn't expect this little girl to be so cruel to herself.

"Does your leg still hurt?" Su Fuqing asked.