At night, everything is quiet.

The nurse in the duty room propped up her head with one hand, half-closed her eyes, and dozed off.

Chu Hanxing passed by her right side calmly and reached the narrow staircase.

Reduce uncontrollable factors caused by taking the elevator.

Her footsteps were so light that even her breathing was barely audible, and the long stairs made no sound at all.

When he arrived on the seventh floor, Chu Hanxing vaguely heard a woman's ambiguous moans mixed with the man's breathing and low curses.

Their voices gradually became more and more outrageous, enough to make people blush and their hearts beat, and then they ignored the weak struggling calls for help in a certain ward.

Chu Hanxing paused for a moment and continued going upstairs.

Her goal is the seventeenth floor, not the seventh floor.

No sound was heard along the way, but Chu Hanxing stopped on the sixteenth floor because the seventeenth floor was sealed by a huge iron door.

There is another small door in the middle of the iron gate, two meters high, only for one person to enter and exit.

The iron door was covered with red rust and was sealed tightly so that no light could shine through. It was very thick and cement was poured in the middle.

The door in the middle was locked with an iron chain. Chu Hanxing put a charm on the door to insulate it from sound. He took out a silver needle, bent the top, inserted it into the keyhole, turned it twice, and heard a click, locking the door.

opened.

The sound of pulling the chain didn't come out. Chu Hanxing quickly untied it. She put her palm against the door and was about to push it open, but suddenly paused.

She slowly retracted her hand, her movements were unbelievably quiet, and then quickly took a few steps back.

A gust of wind blew in through the small window, and the iron door slowly opened with a squeak.

Behind the door, a pair of blood-red eyes stared straight at Chu Hanxing.

There was no light behind him, and the whole person blended into the darkness. Only those eyes were like evil beasts from hell, terrifying and terrifying.

He dragged the shackles and walked over step by step. Under the moonlight, Chu Hanxing could see his face clearly.

Flawless.

This was the first word that came to Chu Hanxing's mind.

The delicacy of his facial features is comparable to that of 3D modeled characters, and the exposed skin is like fine white porcelain, without a trace of impurities, and he is also Chinese.

Even though he was shackled, his every move was so elegant that he looked like an aristocratic vampire in the castle.

The color of his lips was very beautiful, as if it had been soaked in crushed rose juice, and it was so bright and eye-catching.

Chu Hanxing glanced at the scratched backs of his hands and landed on the white numbers on the shackles on his ankles.

yz-07.

She raised her eyes, put her hands in her pockets, and said calmly: "No. 7, go back."

No. 7 seemed oblivious, staring at Chu Hanxing's white coat pocket with his blood-red eyes for a moment. He fixed in his mind the pair of white and shiny hands he had just seen, and murmured in a low voice, "So beautiful..."

"Can you let me take another look?"

He looked away with difficulty, a look of begging appeared on his indistinguishable face, his eyes sparkling with crystals, and a teardrop condensed, like a ruby ​​the size of a pigeon egg at an auction.

Chu Hanxing frowned slightly and spoke louder: "No. 7, it's time for house inspection. Please go back."

The hospital arranges for inspections every night, while the nurses downstairs are dozing, and the doctors on the seventh floor are indescribable.

So now, except Chu Hanxing, no one will take time to inspect the house.

The teardrop did not fall, but slowly soaked the eyelashes, and No. 7's expression returned to normal.

His eyes were fixed on Chu Hanxing's face, and he walked backwards toward the iron door until he merged with the darkness again, and even the blood-red eyes were no longer visible.

But Chu Hanxing knew that he did not leave and was still staring at him.

She stepped into the iron door calmly, touched the chain on the door, pulled it back outside, and locked it again.

But No. 7 stretched out his hand to block it.

"Wait a minute." No. 7's hand was placed in the middle of the door, trapped by the iron door. He asked from behind the door, "Are you the new psychiatrist?"

Separated by the iron gate, the two of them couldn't see each other, so Chu Hanxing said yes.

It was quiet on the other end, without a sound, almost making people think that he had left.

Chu Hanxing lowered his eyes to look at the falling moonlight and waited patiently.

After a long time, a very light laughter sounded from behind the door, delicate and clear.

No. 7 smiled and whispered word by word: "Don't worry, I won't tell them."

was discovered.

Chu Hanxing was not surprised.

No. 7 was behind the door when she unlocked it.

He is very good at hiding himself.

very smart.

No. 7 waited quietly behind the door for the next development.

The doctor who secretly came to the seventeenth floor might panic, ask him to keep it secret, and agree to make a deal with him.

However, No. 7 only heard the sound of locking.

The new doctor left without saying anything.

…

Chu Hanxing returned to the dormitory, sat on the bed and waited for dawn.

At half past seven, she went to the cafeteria to have breakfast. There was a man in a suit sitting where yesterday, with a temperament similar to that of a city president. He only wore shackles and was numbered yz-01.

He was talking to a canteen clerk with an arrogant expression.

"Even if you spend your entire month's salary on compensation, it won't be enough to buy my pair of shoes."

"Sir, I'm very sorry that I accidentally spilled vegetable soup on your shoes. What do you want me to do?"

No. 1 folded his hands on his chest and snorted: "You ruined my wonderful morning! What do you think you can do? Apologize? Your apology is not even worth a penny!"

He scolded condescendingly: "You low-class people are so annoying!"

No. 1 took out a handkerchief from his chest and wiped his hands. The clerk lowered his head and did not dare to speak. No. 1 had a contemptuous look in his eyes and walked away with his chin held high.

At nine o'clock, Chu Hanxing arrived at the office, and the head nurse rushed over: "Dr. Bourne, I'm afraid they need you to provide them with psychological treatment now!"

Chu Hanxing smiled: "Okay, I'll go to the consulting room next door."

"Not here." The nurse opened the elevator, "Please follow me."

Chu Hanxing's smile remained unchanged and he lifted his heels. The male doctor from yesterday was leaning against the door, gloating, "Bern, the psychological treatment above is a long process. If you are not careful... I wish you good luck."

He curled his lips mysteriously, with mockery in his eyes.

"I've always had good luck."

Chu Hanxing closed the elevator with a smile.

The numbers kept changing, and finally stopped at the sixteenth floor.

The head nurse took out a bunch of keys and said as she walked: "Doctor Bourne, these seven patients need you to treat them one by one. You will stay up there during this period, and we will deliver three meals on time.

There is a doctor's exclusive room on the seventeenth floor where you can rest at night.

This is their file, please take a look first, thank you for your hard work."

The head nurse opened the iron door, thrust the documents into Chu Hanxing's hands, and couldn't wait to let her in.

Chu Hanxing glanced at her, and just as he stepped in, there was a clang, followed by the clanking of chains.

Head nurse, locked the door completely.


Chapter completed!