Zhuo Ran swallowed obviously, then clutched his chest and slowly adjusted his breathing. When he seemed to have adjusted, he curled his lips and looked at Xu Ziyue rather weakly, "This is an old problem of mine, I didn't feel this way in the first game world before, I thought I'm healed here. But now it doesn't seem to be healed, but here waiting for me."
Xu Ziyue didn't know what to say and sat back next to his bed, and for a long time he only said, "Everything can be cured here."
"What's the use of that? The mission is to escape. There's no way to escape after being cured. This is a prison like hell." Zhuo Ran shook his head, "I've already seen what the cure is like. It's over. What about you? You came before me, haven't you been treated?"
"I won't have treatment until tomorrow." Xu Ziyue was also apprehensive about this, "I'm more afraid of pain..."
Zhuo Ran asked: "When you didn't come back, I looked at the one by your bed... What kind of disease is that? I haven't seen it before."
All the diseases on the players are indeed theirs, so Xu Ziyue can't say that he doesn't know, but let him explain, he can't explain it himself.
"Psychologically...don't ask."
Psychological problems are indeed more difficult to deal with, but Zhuo Ran is a kind of person who likes to think more. A few seconds after Xu Ziyue told him, he had already thought of psychological obstacles and perverted murders... Then his face began to change. Got a little pale.
No, I can't die just imagining it!
The strong will slowly pulled back Zhuo Ran's beating heart.
He showed a smile that was uglier than crying, "Then... you go to bed early, and you have to be treated tomorrow, so don't be too burdened."
Xu Ziyue nodded, somewhat lacking in confidence, "It should be... okay."
The conversation between the two turned silent after neither of them wanted to speak, so after a few seconds, they both lay back on the bed in tacit agreement. Xu Ziyue took the magazine and read it again, and Zhuo Ran was really staring at it. Staring at the ceiling in a daze.
It was almost half an hour before 6 o'clock in the evening, Xu Ziyue thought of the "grand occasion" at 6 o'clock, and Zhuo Ran's illness...
Xu Ziyue reminded: "Hey, there will be some problems at six o'clock later, can your heart take it?"
"What, what's the problem?" Zhuo Ran was taken aback by Xu Ziyue's sudden voice.
"A more frightening scene..."
Xu Ziyue's voice became quieter, because a group of nurses walked into their ward pushing various equipment, and the last one who came in happened to be Head Nurse Jin.
Head Nurse Jin first smiled at Xu Ziyue, then looked at Zhuoran expressionlessly, and said in a business-like tone: "In order to prevent the patient from being untimely rescued at night, we need to wear it for you. Good equipment, just in case.”
Zhuo Ran was a little flustered, but he also heard that as long as he didn't run away, there would be no major problems. So although he panicked, he also allowed other nurses to give him needles, took off his shirt, and then posted various objects of unknown use in various places.
They even put a hose on Zoran's nose and gave him oxygen.
Even Xu Ziyue, who was on the sidelines, felt that this battle was too big.
Like a dying patient.
After seeing that everything was arranged, Head Nurse Jin returned to her gentle appearance and said to Zhuoran, "Then, see you tomorrow."
When they went out, Head Nurse Jin turned around and waved at Xu Ziyue, then closed the door with a smile.
Zoran, who was looking at the device on his body, didn't see it.
And what happened that night was very necessary to tell Xu Ziyue what was on Zhuoran's body!
On one side is the hospital where the terrifying atmosphere has reached its peak value, on the other side is the electrocardiogram that suddenly turns into a straight line and suddenly rises, and there is Zhuo Ran, whose body jumps up from time to time, and even starts to roll his eyes!
Xu Ziyue felt that he might also need something to calm his irritated heart!
All night, Xu Ziyue was looking at Zhuo Ran's electrocardiogram, afraid that it would become a flat line.
And that night was not peaceful. Xu Ziyue and Zhuo Ran both heard the sound of the iron gate being slammed, and the sound of crying and laughing echoed on their floor.
But there was nothing at their door, just pitch black. The more they looked, the more they felt that there was a black vortex outside, which seemed to be able to swallow people in at any time.
Xu Ziyue had two dark circles under his eyes until it was all over at six o'clock in the evening.
Zhuo Ran was also pushed to the emergency room for treatment at 6:00 in the morning... When Xu Ziyue was pushed awake by Head Nurse Jin, Xu Ziyue looked over to Zhuo Ran's bed, but could not see him on his own bed.
According to the known information, the player after the treatment will not have the strength to do anything, so Zhuo Ran should not run out and wander after the treatment, it should be that he did not come back at all!
Xu Ziyue rubbed his eyes, woke up a little, sat up, and then saw an extra bed and a wheelchair beside his bed.
Head Nurse Jin looked at Xu Ziyue and asked gently and considerately, "It's time for treatment. Although it's only psychological treatment, in the past, it was pushed forward because of the patient's resistance. Which one do you want to choose?"
Xu Ziyue looked at the thing like a belt on the hands of the nurse next to Nurse Jin again, and woke up completely from a drowsiness.
"I… can I walk over?"
"But..." Head Nurse Jin frowned slightly, a little embarrassed. "Other patients said this before, but it was obviously for their good treatment, but they ran away."
So you're going to be tied in...
Xu Ziyue felt the crisis!
Xu Ziyue said righteously: "No, you believe me! I really want to cure my disease! So I will never resist!" Of course, he thought it was because he had to go into the treatment area to take a look.
Head Nurse Jin lowered her head and smiled, and said in a low voice, "Actually...it's okay if you don't get cured."
Xu Ziyue: "Huh?"
"Well, since you said you don't need it, then you don't need it." She raised her chin to another nurse beside her, "Take him to the psychological counseling room."
Xu Ziyue didn't ask any more questions, nodded to Head Nurse Jin and left with another nurse. Before leaving the ward, he checked the time on the wall clock in the ward.
- It's almost 1:20 in the afternoon.
Because he was walking a bit fast, he couldn't see the exact position of the minute hand, but it didn't affect the general time.
Xu Ziyue calmly walked into the treatment area without escaping, and attracted the attention of many players who were squatting at the entrance of the treatment area. But all they thought in their hearts was that this person was a fool and a hero. It must have been lying down when it came out.
Walking into the treatment area, Xu Ziyue didn't know what other people were thinking, and he didn't have the heart to think about it at the moment.
He had a hunch that the BOSS he was looking for, the beauty and prosperity, must be here!
But the treatment area was really deserted. There was a stronger smell of disinfectant than the inpatient area, and it was so strong that Xu Ziyue felt uncomfortable.
On the marble floor, there were only the footsteps of Xu Ziyue and the nurse. As soon as he entered the treatment area, all the voices outside could not be heard, as if the two of them were the only ones in the whole world.
What made Xu Ziyue even more uncomfortable was that he could only hear his breathing alone.
The female nurse next to her doesn't seem to have to breathe at all!
After getting on the elevator, Xu Ziyue deliberately looked at her breasts - of course, to see if she was breathing up and down! not any dirty thoughts!
But unfortunately, Xu Ziyue couldn't see a little bit of ups and downs.
Xu Ziyue attributed this to the role of the elevator. The nurse beside him must be a living person, he must be breathing, he must... definitely not be of the same species as what he saw that night.
Well, Xu Ziyue's affirmation is actually completely unfounded.
The nurse took Xu Ziyue to the thirteenth floor.
There are only thirteen floors in the elevator.
And many places, including some hospitals, also avoid the thirteenth floor, so the 13a floor or the 13b floor is used. Of course, there are other places that avoid other numbers.
But alone on the thirteenth floor... Xu Ziyue had a hard time thinking about it.
After getting off the elevator, the female nurse walked to the room at the top of the floor, then turned to look at Xu Ziyue, "The psychological counseling room is here."
Xu Ziyue looked at the door handle and then at the nurse, "Aren't you going to take me in?"
The female nurse smiled and shook her head, "My task is complete. Then I wish you a smooth treatment."
After speaking, she nodded slightly and walked past Xu Ziyue.
Xu Ziyue turned around to stop her, but when he turned around, there was nothing behind him.
There was no female nurse in the whole aisle, but he was alone.
Xu Ziyue stood stiffly, then mechanically slowly turned his head back and looked at the doorknob that was close at hand.
Xu Ziyue closed his eyes, then summoned up the courage to open it again, raised his hand to grasp the door handle, and twisted the door open!
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The world inside the door is completely different from the outside, with bright yellow wallpaper, various cartoon drawings on the wall, the bookshelves placed against the wall are also decorated with various light colors, and the room is looped with relaxed and cheerful music. For the piano music, the floor is covered with foam blocks, and the bean bag sofas are randomly placed on the foam board, and you can sit on the floor at will.
Xu Ziyue looked up at the man who had raised his head when Wen Sheng raised his head.
Those eyes are as tolerant as the sea, and on the white face is a smile on his face all the time. The curvature of the corners of his mouth and the gentleness between his eyebrows made Xu Ziyue almost blurt out a name.
But that was only a little bit.
The author has something to say: Gong: What should I name this vest? [thinking]
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If I count the number of words on the list, I may be missing nearly 9,000 words... It's almost the third update tomorrow... It's a good New Year's Eve.
—2019.02.12