This elevator goes from the seventh floor to the fifth floor, and now it opens in front of Xiao Li and Guan Yu, there are only two possibilities.
One is that someone took the elevator down on the seventh floor, and they happened to press the elevator on the fifth floor, so there will be a person in the opened elevator; the other possibility is that someone took the elevator to the seventh floor before, but did not He didn't go down, or he went down through the stairs, so the elevator would descend from the seventh floor to the fifth floor. In this case, there should be no one in the elevator.
When Guan Yu was madly thinking about no one, no one, the elevator door opened completely, and a monster stood inside.
It looked like a patient on an IV, wearing a white patient gown, with his head down and no face in sight. But it pushes a small cart on its right hand, with a hanger on it, hanging a bag of drips that have long been empty, the pinhole of the drip is still inserted on the back of its right hand, and it is completely connected with the cart. together.
The needle hole is connected to the hanging tube, and the bag of medicinal liquid has been gone for many years. This needle tube should return blood, but at this time, the tube is not filled with blood, but some kind of green and yellow liquid.
The elevator was still open, and the dim light illuminated the desperate look on Guan Yu's face.
He knew that in the haunted hospital at night, how could the elevator be normal? ! At first glance, it looks like a big ghost, and this time she was really killed by Sherlock—
"I'm Guan Yu, I can fight three, I can't be afraid..."
The young man recited the name Guan Erye he had given himself to motivate himself not to have weak legs on the spot. His hand had already touched his trouser pocket, ready to use his own life-saving tool.
Contrary to his trembling, Xiao Li, who saw the patient in the elevator, fled backwards without fear, but walked in instead.
Xiao Li stretched out his head and glanced at the buttons in the elevator, the drip ghost looked down at him, and stretched out his left hand towards him. The left hand was also covered with pinholes - Xiao Li said at this moment: "Help you press the first floor, thanks."
The drip ghost and its small cart are too large, and Xiao Li's hand can't get past them and press the button.
Guan Yu: "..."
Why can Sherlock treat the drip as an elevator customer service? !
The bitch was stunned for a moment. In Guan Yu's frightened eyes outside the elevator, he actually retracted his left hand and pressed the "first floor" button for Xiao Li.
Guan Yu: "..."
And why, did you really press the drip ghost? !
The young man outside the door did not move for a long time, the elevator did not sense the presence of the person, its two doors began to close inwards, and seeing that Guan Yu was about to be locked out, Xiao Li stretched out a hand and pressed the elevator door. , pressed it back again: "Can't you come up?"
Guan Yu didn't know whether he should cry or laugh. He looked back at the dark corridor behind him, and then looked at the ghost beside Xiao Li, and said angrily, "I...I..."
If you still don't go up, Brother Xia, you can bear it alone.
Before he could finish his sentence, the dripper in the elevator was just as impatient, and pushed the small cart beside him fiercely.
The rollers of the trolley rubbed against the elevator, making a harsh sound.
Guan Yu was taken aback by it, the look it looked at Guan Yu made him think he would be killed immediately if he didn't go up, he immediately took a deep breath, jumped in, hid behind Xiao Li, and the ghost Take the longest distance.
At the moment when the elevator door closed and began to fall, Guan Yu heard Sherlock turn his head to ask the ghost: "Yesterday evening, I heard the sound of rolling wheels in the outpatient building, is that you?"
Drippy didn't nod or shake his head. He turned his head and stared at his stroller without speaking.
Xiao Li continued to ask, "What are you doing at the outpatient clinic?"
The drip was a little restless, and it started to sway back and forth, hitting the elevator wall from time to time.
Guan Yu was a little afraid that Sherlock would irritate the bitch, he gently pulled Xiao Li's hand and whispered in his ear: "Sherlock, are you 'one hundred thousand why', you just go out and hang out. Well, don't ask, you stimulated him."
Xiao Li looked back at him and followed Guan Yu's gaze towards the drip ghost. The other's hand was still wearing a hanging needle, and a band-aid was used to seal the place where the hanging needle was inserted. Its impact swung all over the place.
"Wait a minute, why don't you pull the needle out?"
Xiao Li frowned like a real doctor. As he spoke, he turned sideways, put one hand on the drip ghost's shoulder, and asked Guan Yu, "Are there any handkerchiefs?"
No handkerchiefs, but a pack of napkins.
Guan Yu closed the microphone, he took out a pack of napkins from his pocket and handed it to Xiao Li.
Xiao Li took two out of it, pressed it on the dripper's left hand, and pulled it hard, pulling out the needle that had been lingering on the back of the opponent's hand for a long time—
The needle fell in the air, and some yellow-green liquid continued to emerge from the needle, dripping onto the elevator floor.
Xiao Li pressed the napkin on the back of the drippy's hand: "Press it yourself."
Bittersweet: ? ?
It stared blankly at the small cart that was forcibly separated beside it, and for a while, it was still a little bit lost.
Xiao Li asked, "Which ward are you from, do you want me to take you back?"
It pulled the cart with its right hand, picked up the needle that was shaking in mid-air, and watched the needle fall into silence.
The elevator returned from the fifth floor to the first floor, accompanied by a heavenly "ding dong", the electronic voice of the elevator said sweetly: "The first floor is here, please go well."
As soon as the electronic voice finished speaking, the drip ghost grabbed the cart with his right hand and accelerated it to push it away.
The sound of the roller sliding further and further away, in Guan Yu's view, that bitch just ran away as if he had seen Sherlock.
The young man turned around and asked Xiao Li, "Aren't you afraid? These ghosts?"
"Guan Yu, you have to remember that we are doctors, will there be doctors who are afraid of his patients?" Xiao Li stepped out of the elevator and walked outside.
Guan Yu followed his pace: "But they are not patients, they are ghosts!"
The young man was wearing a peaked cap, and a few strands of dyed yellow hair came out of the cap restlessly.
Xiao Li reached out and touched the two clumps of his hair: "Do you know the Hippocratic oath?"
Guan Yu said hesitantly: "I only know the Nightingale oath..."
Xiao Li: "Then Baidu. All patients should be treated equally. You can't stay away from them because of their imperfect appearance."
Guan Yu: "..."
But those are really ghosts! Sherlock, are you too deep into the play? !
Xiao Li didn't listen to him anymore and waved at him.
He didn't plan to go back to the emergency room, nor did he plan to find the right place for ward rounds—it was almost three in the morning, Xiao Li was a little sleepy, and was going to go to the doctor's dormitory to find an empty place to sleep for the night.
Guan Yu separated from him at the corner of the dormitory building, and walked back to the dormitory with vain steps.
He felt like he was in a dream. He had clearly seen several terrifying and cruel ghosts today, especially the dripping ghosts. Even if he encountered them during the day, he would be frightened by the sound of the rolling wheels, but following Sherlock, he even So normal(?) and the limbs come back here intact.
It's simply…
Very thoughtful.
Guan Yu scratched his head and walked back to his dormitory.
On the other hand, Xiao Li put his hand on the door of his dormitory room, pulled down, and opened the door.
Just at the moment of opening, he did not go in again, because Xiao Li felt that there was another person in his room.
The man didn't sit or stand, he just leaned against the wall, waiting for him.
Xiao Li pursed his lips, he turned on the light, and the light in the dormitory fell on the man's face, but it did not make him narrow his eyes.
The man's face is still not exposed, and Xiao Huangben has been unusually quiet recently - Xiao Li thought he was really thinking about his words, but he didn't think that the other party was waiting for him in his dormitory.
The man stood up straight, looked at Xiao Li, and his voice revealed a hint of unnoticeable joy: "You are back."
This sentence made him sound like a husband who was waiting for his lover to come home late, even though he was so awe-inspiring.
Xiao Li took out a small yellow book from his pocket, put it forward on the table, and hooked the door with his foot: "What are you doing here?"
Maybe this dormitory is too small, or maybe the single bed is too narrow, it's easy to think of some bad pictures, the man's throat is a little dry, he stretches out his hand to Xiao Li: "I'm afraid you stay up late. It's too late, you're hungry, do you want a late-night snack?"
If Xiao Huangben also said some dirty jokes this time, then Xiao Li might have kicked him due to his exhaustion after staying up late, but now the other party is talking about supper...
The man fed him a piece of chocolate: "What do you want to eat?"
Xiao Li lowered his head and tore open the package of the chocolate, realizing that it was really the dark chocolate he had been carrying, and he shoved it into his mouth while thinking.
There are a lot of things he wants to eat, and he can say a lot when he says it smoothly - but Xiao Li thought about it and finally chose the two most suitable foods, he said: "Milk tea replenishes energy, this point is suitable for eating barbecue."
Milk tea with BBQ.
man:"… … "
He didn't seem to expect that Xiao Li would say such a strange combination, and he didn't respond for a while.
Xiao Li noticed his silence, so he raised his head: "Can't you?"
His tone softened, sounding a little disappointed.
The man changed his tone, and he gently persuaded: "It's not impossible, it's just that it's so late, it's not good to eat like this, if you like it, I'll-"
Before he could finish speaking, he looked at Xiao Li and turned his eyes a little disappointed.
So the man changed his decision without hesitation, and he immediately changed his words: "...Yes."
"One last time, eat something easy to digest next time."
He said that the whole person disappeared into the darkness, like a teleportation.
Xiao Li sat beside the bed, counting the time to wait for the other party to return - Xiao Huangben's speed was very fast, but in ten minutes, he waited for the other party's arrival.
Things appeared on the table in good order, but the man did not come back.
A line of writing appeared on the little yellow book: [Do you like it?]