Chapter 156

"?!"

Hearing this, Lu Si and the others were startled, turned their heads, looked at Wen Jianyan in shock, and asked in disbelief.

"Huh? What did you say?"

Although they have never really come into contact with this doctor, but according to Wen Jianyan's previous description, even if it is only a simplified version, it can be seen that this is definitely a tricky and ruthless character. He took the initiative to go to the other party's treatment room. It's sending yourself to the tiger's mouth on its own initiative!

Hearing this, the expressions of the hosts involuntarily became serious.

"No way..." Su Cheng's eyes widened, he took a breath, and subconsciously lowered his voice, "Are we really going to the treatment room next?"

"certainly."

Wen Jianyan blinked at Su Cheng, changed the subject lightly, and said, "However, to be precise, I'm the only one going."

"Ah?" Su Cheng was stunned for a moment, unable to react for a moment: "Wait, what do you mean?"

"You should have seen the map of Ping An Nursing Home, right?" Wen Jianyan easily recounted the contents of the map without blinking, "There are two buildings in the east and west, with four floors above the ground and two floors below the ground. The office is on the fourth floor of the east building, and the dean's office and archives are on the fourth floor of the west building, am I right?"

"should?"

Su Cheng nodded hesitantly.

Although he has seen the map, he is not deeply impressed with the specific content inside, and can only barely draw an outline in his mind.

"The east and west buildings of Ping'an Nursing Home are exactly symmetrical, and the areas on both sides should be roughly the same," Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes and said thoughtfully:

"However, there is only one treatment room on the east side, and the area is not too large."

There are dean's office and archives room on the west side, but there is only treatment room on the east side. If the area of ​​the treatment room is large enough, it doesn't make sense, but, according to Wen Jianyan's personal experience—

The room area of ​​the treatment room is far from occupying the whole floor.

"You mean... on the fourth floor of the East Building, there are other rooms besides the treatment room?"

Luce was startled, and immediately understood the hidden meaning of Wen Jianyan's words. He narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "It's just that it wasn't marked on the map?"

"perhaps."

Wen Jianyan shrugged and replied ambiguously.

He looked at Luce and said, "If you still act with us, you can take the opportunity to explore the remaining area on the fourth floor of the east building while I'm in the treatment room. Maybe there will be surprises." outside discovery."

Of course, if he had a choice, Wen Jianyan would actually prefer someone else to be the bait, and he would explore the fourth floor.

But the problem is...

Dr. Reiss was really difficult to deal with. In addition, the other party revealed that he was closely related to the changes that happened on the second basement floor, and he paid little attention to him. Wen Jianyan had to bite the bullet , Take the initiative to be the "bait" to contact the other party.

"..."

Luce and several of his teammates looked at each other.

After weighing briefly, he nodded: "We join."

A group of people walked into the elevator.

Accompanied by the humming and roaring of the machinery, the ground slowly rose up, bit by bit pressing the second underground floor behind.

Soon, the elevator reached the fourth floor.

The east and west buildings of Ping An Nursing Home are not completely separated, but are connected by a corridor with a hollow in the middle. Looking down over the guardrail, you can directly overlook the hollow main hall.

Wen Jianyan has already been to this level once, and he has carefully studied the map here, so he knows this place well.

Going to the left is the treatment room, and going to the right is the dean's room and reference room.

The road to the left is not blocked, but there is a thick iron gate on the right, which is not opened with a key, but with a magnetic card, and it is temporarily impossible to enter.

Su Cheng looked at Wen Jianyan worriedly:

"If you contact that doctor alone, nothing will happen, right?"

If it's anyone else...

But that brought a group of people directly to the spa, except for the npc who took Wen Jianyan away. In addition, Wen Jianyan was strongly targeted by this dungeon, so no one knew if any accidents would happen.

"Don't worry," Wen Jianyan glanced at him, and said casually, "Hasn't our ID card changed? This shows that the dungeon has also acknowledged the change of our identity. No matter how dangerous the doctor is, he is still in the dungeon. NPC, there shouldn't be any big mistakes."

Although she said so, Wen Jianyan was actually very uncertain in her heart.

Involuntarily flashed through his mind, before he entered the second basement floor, the moment when he was grabbed by the other party's delivery car...

Thinking of this, Wen Jianyan couldn't help but feel a toothache.

I can only hope that the judgment of the identity card is still useful.

Regardless of whether the other party has doubts or not, at least on the surface, he is still a nurse in this safe nursing home.

Watching his companions disappear from sight, Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, bent his knuckles, and gently knocked on the door of the treatment room. "Knock knock."

The knock on the door echoed in the dead corridor.

Wen Jianyan could almost hear his own heartbeat.

A few seconds later, a familiar, gentle voice came from inside the door: "Come in, the door is open."

Wen Jianyan did not forget that less than an hour ago, the other party had carefully introduced various treatments for inversions to him in exactly the same gentle tone, and was about to give him electric shocks.

"..."

Wen Jianyan collected himself, raised his hand, and slowly pushed open the door in front of him.

There was a dazzling white in front of his eyes, and the smell of disinfectant came over his face.

The mess before leaving last time has long been cleaned up without leaving any traces, everything looks clean and orderly, except for a few objects that disappeared from the table, it is almost hard to see that No. 01 once made a big fuss here.

A man in a white coat was sitting at the table, looking down at something.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, he raised his green eyes and looked over through the thin lenses on the bridge of his nose, with a calm expression and a gentle smile on his lips.

Dr. Reese's eyes fell on Wen Jianyan, and his voice was low and soft:

"Ah, it's you."

"I'm glad you accepted my suggestion to come to the office for examination,"

He put down the things in his hands and stood up unhurriedly.

The chair legs slid on the ground, making a heart-wrenching screeching sound.

"Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?" Through the lens, those green, venomous snake-like eyes were coated with a layer of hypocritical tenderness, which almost seemed considerate and concerned:

"Do you want me to do a full body check for you?"

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"I don't know if this dungeon has changed me, or there is something wrong with my thinking... Why does this full body check sound weird?!"

Sensing the other party's gaze on her, Wen Jianyan's nerves tensed up instinctively.

He raised the corners of his lips, showing a tight and friendly smile, raised his eyes and looked at Dr. Reiss: "Thank you for your concern, but the full body examination is unnecessary."

"I was attacked by a patient on the second basement floor before, so I was told to come to the treatment room to check."

The young man tilted his head, raised his hand and peeled off his blood-soaked neckline, revealing his pale neck and collarbone, revealing the bite mark on his collarbone.

Dr. Reis lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on Wen Jianyan's neck, his green eyes were slightly dark.

Wen Jianyan stared closely at the man not far away, not letting go of any expression changes on the other's face, and said in an understatement tone:

"It's just a skin trauma, and I can go back to work with a little treatment, right, doctor?"

After a brief silence, Dr. Reese raised the corners of his lips slightly and nodded:

"right."

He came back to his senses, opened the cabinet door, took out alcohol gauze and other emergency supplies from it, then turned around and put them on the iron tray aside.

"Come and sit."

Dr. Reese pointed to the iron bed in front of him.

Wen Jianyan's eyes followed the direction of the other's fingers.

It was made of iron, and the height of the restraint bed could be adjusted manually, with **** belts on the hands and feet.

"..."

Bad memories of being strapped to it flooded my mind.

"I'm very sorry," Dr. Reese said apologetically, "a patient made a fuss in the treatment room before, not only broke a lot of medical equipment, but also smashed the only chair I have here. Do you mind if I trouble you to sit here?"

"…certainly."

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth and smiled, walked over and sat down on the iron bed.

"Undress, please."

Dr. Reese picked up the alcohol in one hand and said calmly.

Wen Jianyan had no objection.

He lowered his eyes and raised his hand to flexibly unbutton the buttons one by one. The collar spread out with his movements, revealing a large area of ​​pale skin and tight muscles.

Under the lens, the snake-like gaze is cold and sticky, swimming along with the young man's movements, licking every inch of the other's skin exposed to the light like a snake.

Soon, Wen Jianyan unbuttoned half of it, exposing his injured shoulder. The bite mark was deep, but it no longer bleeds out, the half-dried blood was solidified on the skin, the dazzling bright red and pale skin formed a stark contrast.

The flesh around the wound rolled up and down with the breathing, looking very terrifying.

"In any case, thank you for anticipating the commotion on the second floor, and the other employees arrived in time to save me and my companion."

Wen Jianyan tilted her head slightly, allowing the other party to look at her wound.

He raised his eyes, his amber eyeballs passed through the slits of his eyelashes, and looked from bottom to top at the doctor who was only a short distance away from him, with a sincere attitude, and asked seemingly unintentionally:

"How did you guess that something would happen on the second basement floor?"

"A high-risk patient fled after attacking me. I just guessed that he might return to the location of his ward." Dr. Reiss held cotton with tweezers and dipped it in alcohol, his expression unchanged.

He raised his eyes and fixedly stared at the young man in front of him with those green eyes:

"So, which patient attacked you?"

Wen Jianyan opened his mouth, but before he could answer, the next second, a sharp pain came from the wound, and he was caught off guard. Accompanied by panting, a hoarse scream was forced out from the depths of his throat.

He almost jumped up from the chair, a little cold sweat leaked from his forehead, and physiological tears came out, wet his eyelashes.

Dr. Reiss stared at the young man in front of him. The tweezers in his hand held the blood-stained cotton soaked in alcohol. With a slight smile on his lips, he said unhurriedly:

"It might hurt a little."

"..."

a bit?

a bit? !

Wen Jianyan clenched her teeth.

And this reminder is a bit too late, right?

The cold alcohol touched the wound, and the sharp pain hit again, but this time Wen Jianyan was mentally prepared, and he let the other party disinfect his wound without saying a word, frowning fiercely, never The entire skin from neck to shoulder tensed up instinctively.

There was a sort of palpable dead stillness in the treatment room.

No matter what this Dr. Reese had in mind, he was still qualified as a doctor, except that after the initial irritating pain, he handled it skillfully and quickly.

Finally, the blood-stained cotton left the skin.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, and finally relaxed his body. It took only ten seconds for the whole process, and a light layer of sweat oozes from his body again.

He let go of the hand holding his clothes, and turned to look at Dr. Reese in front of him.

The other party turned around and threw the dirty cotton into the iron pan.

"It's... No. 01." Wen Jianyan answered the other party's last question, his voice trembling slightly, as if he hadn't recovered from the pain just now.

Dr. Reiss nodded and said calmly: "The high-risk patient in Ward 01 on the second floor of the negative floor suffers from severe paranoia and schizophrenia, and has a serious tendency to violence."

He lowered his eyes, and his gaze fell on Wen Jianyan's collarbone wound.

—The blood has been wiped clean, and the traces of human teeth biting are clearly visible.

The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his tone seemed to have a bit of strange playfulness: "He bit you."

"yes."

Wen Jianyan stared at the man in front of him closely, and replied in response.

"So, what about the others?" Dr. Reese chuckled, his green eyes flickering under the lens, and asked in a low voice, "Didn't they do anything to you?"

"them-"

Just as Wen Jianyan uttered two words, he suddenly realized something and stopped talking.

All the other patients except No. 01 are well locked up in the ward, and it is impossible to do anything to him, unless... the questioner is very clear that he will be pulled into the other world, and there, all the prisoners will be called for hunters.

Although he already had a premonition, the other party may have already guessed his identity.

However, after getting the exact answer, Wen Jianyan couldn't help but be a little surprised—the other party was able to break through the restrictions of the dungeon, and was not restricted by the identity card recognized by the dungeon.

Can normal npcs really do this?

If this is the case, then all the previous actions of the other party have been explained.

Obviously, including this meeting, is also what the other party is looking forward to.

Dr. Reese turned around holding the gauze, and met the young man's vigilant eyes. He raised his hand to press Wen Jianyan's shoulder without changing his face: "Don't be so stiff, raise your arm."

"..."

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and raised his arms under the instruction of the other party.

Dr. Reese spread his arms, bent down, and wrapped the gauze layer by layer around the young man's shoulders and neck.

The gesture is almost a false hug.

Wen Jianyan's body was straight, feeling the warm and humid breath of the other party's breath on the ears and side of the neck, and the cold fingers rubbed against the shoulders from time to time, causing a reflexive tension. "..."

Even though the bandaging was completed, the other party still did not leave.

Dr. Reese turned his head and looked at the young man's side face with his green eyes. He asked softly, "So, of all of them, which one do you like better?"

Wen Jianyan was taken aback.

He turned his head sideways, almost touching the face of the opponent who was close at hand, and abruptly stopped before turning halfway.

"What are you talking about?"

Wen Jianyan asked calmly.

"You're so smart, you should have figured it out, right?"

Before he knew it, Dr. Reese's figure had already moved closer. He pressed his cold palm on the young man's flexible side waist, and caressed the warm and firm skin affectionately. A faint smile, "They all like you, don't they?"

"Including me."

Wen Jianyan: "..."

He gritted his teeth subconsciously and didn't make a sound.

"Some people may not realize it, but it's clear that some people have already figured it out."

Dr. Reese lowered his eyes, his scorching eyes wandered over the wound that he had bandaged, as if he wanted to burn through the thin layer of gauze, and delicately licked and kissed the wound below.

The longer the time, the clearer you can see.

The more people assimilate the pollution, the more stark it feels.

Being part of "it", Dr. Reese no longer needs to actively create more "it".

"It" is making itself.

However, not any body has the value of being polluted and assimilated, and not any body has the ability to bear the will of "it".

It was as if tentacles of darkness stretched out invisible, protruding into the gaps, and the boundaries of perception were expanding.

Dr. Reese realized that of all these "bodies," he could see the most clearly.

Maybe it's because he was the first to be polluted, and he didn't lose his mind like that mad dog.

The spiritual network is expanding.

The perception of belonging to a huge existence became clearer.

On several occasions, Dr. Reiss was able to just sit in the treatment room and even be able to see some shattered images and feel some real, fleeting tactile sensations.

The soft, flared skirt, the flowing fabric snaked up the slender pale legs.

The bones in the front are hard, while the skin on the back of the knee is soft and warm, as delicate as if it would melt with a sip.

Accompanied by hugs, false lies are poured into the ears, bringing a feeling of being drunk as if drunk—together forever.

Hot words of love, rough kneading, wide palms running up kicking legs.

And after the teeth sink into the warm and soft skin, the smell of rust diffuses between the lips and teeth.

Dr. Reese sniffed Wen Jianyan's naked neck.

There escapes, a warm, skin-like scent.

A strange hunger welled up in his throat, and a golden light flashed quickly in his green eyes.

So, according to the difference in the depth of assimilation, some of my "brothers" should be able to feel this moment more or less now, right?

Dr. Reese was very pleased.

He can even feel the emotional changes of all the shadows who belong to the same source as himself in those empty shells.

The young man's tense body was gently held in his arms, he did not struggle or escape, but was wrapped in his breath, like a docile lamb, with nowhere to escape, nowhere to hide, he could only be imprisoned obediently by himself .

"Tell me, which of us do you like better?"

Dr. Reiss asked in a low voice. He touched Wen Jianyan's ear with his lips, and the golden light in his green eyes was shining.

the chosen one.

Will devour everyone else.

It was like a **** gladiatorial fight in the ancient Roman arena. Under the veil of the noble lady, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her white and small thumb was pointing down, coquettishly giving orders to fight and kill.

Who is the most favored, who is most qualified to survive.

Wear the crown of victory and enjoy the spoils alone.

"Of course, it's okay if you like everyone," Dr. Reese smiled lowly, his chest shaking, "I don't mind sharing."

After all, we are all "it."

It's just that some parts don't realize it yet...give them time and they'll figure it out.

It doesn't matter who it is.

We are one.