Nan Qing vaguely heard someone calling him and then woke up in a daze. He squinted and saw the blond man standing in front of the bed.
"Doctor Lu..." She called him in a sleepy voice.
Lu Jian's white eyes were dark, and he stretched out his hand to gently rub her long hair: "Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"
"No, I'm just sleepy."
"You've been sleeping all afternoon. Now that you're lying down and awake, do you want to eat? I'll go to the cafeteria to get you dinner."
Lu Jianbai's whole person was extremely gentle.
Nan Qing rubbed his hand: "I want to eat some green vegetables."
When Lu Jianbai heard this answer, the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "What else?"
“Fried eggplant with minced meat.”
"Okay, you stay by yourself for a while, and I'll get you dinner." Lu Jianbai covered her with a blanket, and then prepared to go out.
"Wait a minute." Nan Qing stopped him: "Dr. Lu, were you guarding me just now?"
"Well, I said I would always stay with you."
Lu Jianbai opened the curtain and went out, and locked the door of the hypnosis room.
Er Er: "Everyone has left, why are you still laughing?"
"Don't you think his words are very nice? Anyway, I like them very much."
Everyone comes to the hospital cafeteria to eat, and dinner is always the most anxious moment, because eating dinner means it is getting dark.
Everyone knows what this hospital will look like after dark.
So they couldn't eat dinner every time.
Zhong Zecheng said: "Uncle Wang and I went to the hospital's information room today to look. Halfway through, a nurse came in. We didn't find any clues today."
Liu Si took a bite of the food, swallowed what was in her mouth and whispered: "I found Momo's ward."
Zhong Zecheng frowned: "So I am absolutely sure that she is not a human being. She was a patient in the hospital decades ago, but she seems different from others, and she does not look so fierce. Have you talked to her?"
"I just found her hospital bed, but I didn't see her. She wasn't there. But according to the clues Uncle Zhang gave, the fire started in the ward at the end of the corridor. Momo's ward is at the end of the corridor."
There is more than one ward at the end of the corridor, and I don’t know which ward the fever started in.
But it is true that the ghost they are most familiar with now is Momo, and Momo gives them a different feeling from other ghosts.
Liu Si: "As long as I meet her, I will find a way to talk to her."
Zhong Zecheng nodded: "But you still have to pay attention to your own safety."
"I understand." Liu Si suddenly smiled and said in a lighter tone: "I don't know if it's because she scared me, but I always felt that Momo wouldn't kill me."
"We can't take any chances. She is a dangerous existence after all."
"Ok, I know."
Zhong Zecheng looked up and suddenly saw the man with blond hair and white hair. He whispered: "The doctor from Momopu is here."
Liu Si looked back.
Lu Jianbai went to the window and ordered two dinners, then took them away.
Liu Si and Zhong Zecheng both looked at each other.
Of the two dinners, he definitely didn’t eat two for himself. Who was the other one for?
Gradually, the number of patients and nurses around me gradually decreased, and there were only twelve of them left in the entire canteen.
Everyone stood up warily.
And then the radio rang.
[Dear survivors, you have searched the hospital during the day. If you find the arsonist, you can write the name on the whiteboard behind you. 】
[You only have one chance to leave your name before sunset every day. You can only write one name on the whiteboard. If the answer is wrong, darkness will cover the entire hospital. This is hell. If the answer is correct, the exit will be opened. 】
They can only write one answer a day. If they are wrong, the hospital will become a hell. If they are right, they will have a chance to leave alive.
The center of the cafeteria was clearly open just now, but now a whiteboard suddenly appeared.
The sound of the radio was crackling.
Everyone is looking at me and I am looking at you, but they dare not write because they have not yet found the truth about the fire.
"How about we take a gamble, what if the answer is correct?"
"No, if the answer is wrong, there will be a lot of corpses. Why don't we just write it down? If we don't write it, it won't be like that."
"It's impossible to make it so easy for us. If you don't write it down, you may default to the wrong answer. It's better to fill in a name and take a gamble."
"Then do you have anyone to suspect?"
"How do we know the names of the dead people in the hospital? Why don't we just fill in the names we know. Is that girl, Momo, called Momo?" One person suggested.
Someone immediately reconsidered: "Yes, maybe the answer is far away and right in front of us. The girl named Momo has been following us for several days. Maybe she was the one who set the fire back then. She must be mentally ill."