Author: Bai Siam conductor

When Gu Yan had his jaw reattached, he was sitting behind the blue curtain in the emergency room, screaming with a headache.

Under the disgusted look of the head nurse, Gu Yan walked out from behind the curtain and happened to catch a glimpse of Chung Jun sitting at the table, letting two nurses apply medicine.

This man's injuries were much more serious than his, but surprisingly he didn't even frown when he was being bandaged.

Gu Yan suddenly felt very embarrassed.

This Mr. Chung is really not something he can afford to offend.

The effect of the [Muscle Spasm Decoction] was short-lived. His limbs gradually regained their strength, and all he wanted to do was to get away from this ruthless person like Mr. Chong.

Just when Gu Yan was feeling sorry for himself, the moment he raised his eyes, he happened to meet the slightly teasing gaze cast by Lord Chung.

This man is like a ghost crawling out of the gutter. His smile has a magical allure, seducing the ignorant enemies in front of him and leading him step by step towards the abyss.

He subconsciously took two steps towards the Hanged Man. Unexpectedly, the latter was still angry and struck him in the head with a violent blow.

"Don't touch me, you useless thing!" Cherry said, turned around and left the emergency room.

After watching these two gangsters go out, Wang Shilin approached Chung Jun. He originally wanted to express some condolences, but when he saw the bloody wound on Chung Jun's waist, he suddenly froze.

like.

When the tutor fell in front of him, the wound on the back of his head seemed to have two holes like this.

He smashed it with his own Physics League trophy.

That trophy has always been his proudest honor. It is placed on the bookshelf in the middle of his room, facing his sister's portrait across his bed, as if it is a promise and protection to his sister.

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On that seemingly ordinary night, he ended everything with his own hands. Invited by desire and fear, he became a UNO player and fell in love with blood and wanton killing.

But the man in front of him made him feel guilty again.

Wang Shilin didn't know how he moved in the parking lot and stood in front of Mr. Chung to attack a person he had never met.

He only knew that when he tried to confess his sins in front of the God of Beauty, the God of Beauty mercilessly rejected his kindness.

This couldn't help but give him a sense of unwillingness and frustration of conquering.

He had to admit that Chung Jun was beautiful.

But if he disappears completely, he will definitely become more beautiful. If you can't get something, it's better to die.

In this way, there will be nothing in this world that can convince him.

The nurse wrapped the last bandage around Chung Jun's waist. After fixing it, she gave the head nurse a few words, probably not to fight again, and then let them go.

The head nurse sighed and took the lead and said, "Okay, I'll take you to the inpatient department, so you can tidy up your apartment."

Not to mention the slight change in Wang Shilin's aura, Mr. Chong also knew that he could not be alone with him for too long. After all, due to his status as a "witness cat", he always had to worry about whether he would be targeted by this murderer.

I have to say that the drama of the two seemingly harmonious people actually harboring evil intentions seemed a bit exciting.

As expected, the two of them bumped into Yingying and Gu Yan, who were ahead of them at the door of Clinic 213.

The three of them were in the same queue when they took action, so Mr. Chong was not too surprised that they were in the same clinic as him, and simply lowered his head and pretended to ignore them.

The inpatient department is located on the south side of the pointed tower. It should have excellent lighting conditions, but because each room has only one window, and the window is covered with wooden boards, the entire inpatient department becomes dark and damp.

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"Miss Grace, are the four of them the patients who were fighting in the parking lot?" the nurse at the front desk of the inpatient department stood up and asked.

Nurse Grace nodded, "I have already taken them to treat the wounds."

The front desk nurse's face changed, "Those [guys] didn't say anything, did they?"

Mr. Chung's ears trembled. Could it be that those [guys] the nurse mentioned were some monsters located in the shadow on the left hand side of the first floor?

Grace waved her hand and said, "We haven't met them, so don't worry, they won't do anything to the patient."

The nurse at the front desk breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good. Thank you for your hard work, Grace."

Then she added, "The driver just called and said that the patients' luggage has been sent to their respective rooms."

The head nurse immediately waved to them and led them towards room 213.

Mr. Chong looked around the layout of the inpatient department before entering the door.

Their room 213 is facing the nurse's desk. On the left is the stairs leading to the first floor. On the other side of the nurse's desk is 210 where Zhang Quanrui is. Next door is 211. Walking along the "L" shaped corridor is 212.

Opposite is the staircase leading to the third floor.

Before entering the door, Grace took off the name tags on their chests and demonstrated one by one how to swipe their cards on this doorbell-like machine.

"Be sure to keep your name tags. This is an access card," she said angrily. "Every year there are people who take desperate risks and try to sneak into the patient group, but they don't have name tags and can be easily distinguished."

"If you accidentally lose your name tag," Grace's eyes wandered for a moment, as if waiting for the show to begin, "then you will be no different from them. Once discovered, your life will be at risk."

Wang Shilin asked, "Can't you ask someone to reissue it?"

Grace replied: "Everyone has one, there is no extra."

When they walked into the room, a sour smell hit them. It seemed that no one had cleaned the room for a long time. Trash and changes of clothes were piled all over the room, and there was even mold on the packaging bags scattered everywhere.

The four of them covered their mouths and noses at the same time.

"Meals will be provided in the canteen at 7 noon, 12 o'clock and 17 o'clock every day. After lunch, there will be outdoor group activities. Everyone must participate."

"After the outdoor activities, there will be free time. Except for the first floor, you can go to other places in the nursing home, but you must return to the room before 16:30. The nurses in the injection room will come to call you."

While Grace was still talking about the rules in the nursing home, Jun Jun saw the suitcase with his name written on it among the suitcases.

He stepped forward and pulled out the black suitcase. After opening it, he found that it contained almost all well-made expensive clothes, as well as several bottles of perfume and spirits.

"Sir, we prohibit patients from drinking alcohol here," Grace put down the record board and said with a frown, "I will take away these two bottles of wine later."

At this time, several patients sitting on the upper bunk suddenly laughed, and one of them said, "As expected of a kid from a rich family, he even brought perfume with him for treatment, hahaha, he is so particular."

"Isn't that right? They have money to buy a quota, how come they don't have money to buy perfume?"

Another patient who agreed was sitting upright on the upper bunk with his knees in his arms, knocked on the bed board under him, and said provocatively to the new patients:

"You newcomers, just sleep on the lower bunk and think about how you want to spend the night!"

Gu Yan: "Is there any difference between bunk beds and bunk beds?"

He didn't understand why these people looked so arrogant, as if they had gotten a huge advantage.

Unexpectedly, they lied about it, "Don't go with the common sense of newcomers, they are just a bunch of brats who don't even understand the rules. You will know when the evening comes!"

Mr. Chung stood up, his eyes lit up with green light. No need to say anything, everyone around him could feel his aura that was different from ordinary people.

But what they don't know is that part of the reason why Chung Jun's aura fluctuations are so powerful lies in his dominance.

In front of the Lord, all NPCs are just minions and cannot be noticed.

[Congratulations to the player for triggering the main plot, "Being the last player to leave the clinic"]

Cherry and the others obviously also received the system prompt, and everyone's eyes froze at the same time.

Except for the four of them, the other patients in the clinic they were in were all NPCs, and most of them were old patients who had been in the nursing home for a while.

It seems impossible to get words out of them.

According to Cherry, since the dungeon at the beginning of 2 was mainly about single-player combat, now that the main mission has been clarified, fighting among each other in a clinic is inevitable.

Mr. Chung was secretly happy, but he still had Zhang Quanrui!

Zhang Sheng, we are indeed the chosen teammates.

As for "the last one to leave the clinic", does it mean that you promise to stay until the end and then find a way to leave by yourself?

At the same time, he was also concerned about the words of other patients.

This matter must not wait until night to die.

"Chongjun."

Wang Shilin's call from the side interrupted his thoughts.

"I don't have a mattress in my suitcase. Do we have to sleep directly on this wooden bed at night?"

Wang Shilin had a sad face.

Mr. Chong glanced at the two bundles of mattresses in the corner and said, "Then you can take any mattress you want. I think those two beds seem to be mine."

Cherry, who was making the bed at the other end of the room, rolled her eyes.

grass.

Rich people.

What kind of perfume will Chongjun use?

Rose? Orange? Or freesia?

(About what’s going on in my head when I write)
Chapter completed!