Chapter Twenty-Four

After the special scene ended, the other two morgues also changed back to their original positions, and all the corpses returned to their original positions, as if they had never moved.

After pushing all the corpses into the freezer and locking them up, Wen Jianyan heard the notification that the task was completed:

[Live mission rewards are being settled for you...

[Main task: complete the patrol task on the negative floor within two hours

Completion: 100% Bonus points: 5000]

[Dungeon Exploration Degree: 25% Bonus Points: 2000

Current plot modification rate: 18% Reward points: 10000]

Wen Jianyan trembled.

The psychological shadow left by the last dungeon has not dissipated until now, and now he can't help but feel flustered when he sees the increase in the rate of plot modification.

On the bright side, though, at least his wallet bulged in a flash.

Seeing that the one-hour survival time was about to run out, Wen Jianyan quickly made up another two hours.

After purchasing the survival time, there are 11,000 points left in the account.

He thought for a while, and then fed the remaining odds to the apple seedlings—it was really useful, on the one hand, and more importantly, he didn't want to encounter what happened last time again this time, instead of being directly affected by the system all at once. Deducting all the points in the account, it is better to allocate a little bit to feed in from time to time, at least you can control the growth progress of this guy.

Su Cheng also got a reminder that the task was completed.

His initial survival time was an hour longer than Wen Jianyan's. Although there was no reward for plot modification, the points from the main quest and the dungeon exploration alone were enough for him to survive.

Wen Jianyan looked down at the booklet in hand, all the names of the corpses were ticked off, and only one corpse has not been found until now—

Lin Qing, female, 29 years old.

She is also Qi Shen's older sister, an obstetrician and gynecologist at Fukang Private General Hospital.

The cause of death is unknown.

*

After completing the task assigned to them by Xue Mingyan, the three boarded the elevator again and left the basement floor.

The elevator doors closed slowly, making a rusty creak.

At the moment when it was about to close, Wen Jianyan saw a white shadow appearing outside the elevator. The woman stood motionless in the morgue, her face pale and blurred, as if she was staring in this direction.

Wen Jianyan was terrified immediately.

The next second, the elevator doors closed.

The humming sound of the machine was heard, and the old corpse elevator slowly went up.

Wen Jianyan felt the chill behind her back, and a layer of cold sweat slowly oozed from her forehead.

No way…

No way no way...

The fake identity last time lasted more than half of the dungeon, this time it won't be seen through in five minutes!

Wen Jianyan's eyes darkened when he thought that the lie he just told might be in front of the righteous lord.

His career as a fraudster will not be in Waterloo again!

The number on the elevator display changed from "-1" to "1".

"Ding-"

The elevator door opened slowly, Su Cheng took two steps outside, but found that Wen Jianyan did not follow.

He turned around suspiciously, only to see the young man standing there with his eyes open, looking listless, and his whole body was shrouded in a layer of gloomy emotions.

Su Cheng asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?"

Wen Jianyan drooped his head lazily, and walked out of the elevator step by step: "...No, it's nothing."

never mind…

It's all over.

Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover it.

—Wen Jianyan wiped her face and thought in a broken jar.

Soon, the three returned to the duty room, where Xue Mingyan was waiting.

When she saw the three of them, she raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Not bad, it's pretty fast, the tasks are all completed?"

"Yes, it's done."

Wen Jianyan nodded and handed over the form.

Xue Mingyan: "Okay, not bad, let's rest for a while."

Wen Jianyan walked towards the chair in the duty room.

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded:

【Ding! Difficult side mission: Protect NPC Qi Shen from the negative floor has been completed! 】

[Reward item: Identity Card x1]

Wen Jianyan was taken aback.

ID card?

He sat down and took out his mobile phone, opened the backpack in the app to check, and sure enough, there was a blood-stained magnetic card in one compartment of the backpack.

I just don't know what it is used to open?

Wen Jianyan stared at the phone screen with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Time passed by little by little, and the hands of the clock moved towards twelve o'clock. During this process, other intern nurses gradually returned to the duty room. They were all pale and distraught, and they didn't know what happened to them on the floor they were patrolling. What—whatever, it's definitely not a good thing.

"When-when-"

The clock struck twelve, marking midnight.

Wen Jianyan's gaze swept across the entire duty room without a trace. Compared with when he left, the current duty room is obviously much empty. There were seventeen intern nurses, but now there are only nine gathered here. .

The number of NPCs and anchors has been reduced to a certain extent, and there are even no returnees on some floors.

Xue Mingyan stood up, looked around coldly at the remaining people in the duty room in front of her, her mean mouth curled slightly:

"Why did so few come back? Couldn't the first round of patrols be over for two hours?"

She frowned and said sarcastically:

"The current interns know that they are lazy on the first day..."

"The second round of patrols went up and brought them back to me, do you hear me?"

"yes…"

Sparse answers sounded in the duty room.

Xue Mingyan moistened her fingers with her saliva, then looked down at the roster of interns in front of her eyes: "Let me think about it, this time the first floor should not need to be patrolled. If so, the list for the second round of patrols—"

At this moment, the trembling voice of an anchor sounded, breaking the low and dead silence in the duty room:

"that…"

Xue Mingyan hung her fingers in the air, squinted her eyes, and looked up in the direction of the sound.

The main player who made the sound played, his face was pale, his chest was still heaving up and down rapidly, the nurse's uniform on his body was crumpled, and dark spots could be seen vaguely, which could be seen as fresh blood that hadn't dried up.

Wen Jianyan recalled that this person was assigned to the second floor, the radiology department and archives room, in the last round.

The fear in the eyes of the anchor has not dissipated: "Excuse me, can I choose which floor not to patrol?"

Xue Mingyan sneered: "No."

The anchor's eyes darkened instantly, he put down his hand, and began to bite his fingernails nervously.

Wen Jianyan looked away and listened to Xue Mingyan continue her assignment:

"You two, fifth floor, you and you, fourth floor..."

Her gaze turned to Wen Jianyan, those cloudy eyes hidden behind the lenses looked chilly down the spine,

"You..."

Xue Mingyan looked around at the remaining people, sighed, and reluctantly said:

"You go to the third floor."

The moment her voice fell, the anchor who raised her hand to ask a question just now breathed a sigh of relief, as if she was glad that she was not the one who was sent there.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

I said, your relaxation is too obvious!

The third floor is the obstetrics and gynecology department, which is also where Lin Qing works.

However, in addition to this, there is one thing that Wen Jianyan is very concerned about—

"Am I going alone?" he confirmed.

Xue Mingyan raised her eyelids: "Yes."

She pointed at the few remaining interns in front of her with her skinny fingers: "Do you think the number of interns left is enough for each floor to send two?"

There were nine people present plus the NPC, and the hospital had five floors except for the morgue. If each floor was to be patrolled, one unlucky ghost would definitely be left alone.

The unlucky ghost who was left alone: ​​"..."

Fine.

Understood, your **** broadcast room is aimed at me, right?

Xue Mingyan's tone softened a bit in a rare way: "Young people, don't be so timid. Those strange rumors are all made up to deceive people. We are a serious hospital here. How can strange things happen like some movies? Don't worry about it yourself. Scared myself."

"..."

Am I scaring myself!

Is it my imagination to co-author so many ghost things in the morgue!

The corner of Wen Jianyan's mouth twitched, and he replied dryly, "Understood, thank you."

*

The elevator went up slowly.

The narrow space is full, except for the two people on the first floor, the other seven people are all crowded in this small iron box, watching the bright red numbers flashing on the screen.

"Ding-"

When they reached the second floor, Su Cheng and Qi Shen walked out. They reluctantly turned their heads to look at Wen Jianyan who was left in the elevator, waved goodbye to him, and then walked into the darkness.

The elevator doors closed and went up again.

"Ding-"

The third floor has arrived.

Wen Jianyan's Adam's apple twitched, and he looked out of the slowly opening elevator door—

This floor is eerily quiet, with the mottled words "Obstetrics and Gynecology" pasted on the glass door above the head, and the deserted corridors spread far away, as if they can't see the end at a glance, which makes people feel panicky.

He gritted his teeth and walked out of the elevator slowly.

All the rest of the people in the elevator watched the young man's back, and there was more or less a trace of happiness on their faces.

Thank goodness they weren't the ones who were sent alone to this level.

Patroling the third floor alone is terrifying.

The elevator door closed behind Wen Jianyan with a soft sound, and then continued to go up.

Soon, the sound of the machine running disappeared, leaving only a suffocating silence.

Wen Jianyan took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened the app's live broadcast background and took a look.

The main mission has been updated.

[Main task: complete the patrol task on the third floor within two hours]

【Completion: 0%】

[Optional branch task refresh: find the intern nurse on the third floor patrolling]

【Completion degree: 0/3】

He took a deep breath and looked up.

The corridor in front of him was empty, and there was a dead silence in his ears, only the sound of his own breathing and heartbeat could be heard, Wen Jianyan couldn't help but feel the hairs on his back, and the chill rushed up from his feet.

Although Su Cheng is useless in most cases, but... having someone to accompany him is at least not so intrusive.

Wen Jianyan sighed deeply.

After all, he is really timid...

In order to relieve the psychological pressure caused by patrolling alone, Wen Jianyan opened the live broadcast interface for the first time after entering this instance.

[Integrity First] There was an explosion in the live broadcast room:

"Ah, ah, the anchor is here, the anchor is here!"

"The barrage is on!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Wen Jianyan glanced at the number of online users in the upper right corner, and couldn't help being a little surprised. It was only two hours after entering the instance this time, and the number of online users in his live broadcast room had already reached nearly 4,000, which was quite different from the last time. I really don't know how many times better it is compared to Dandan.

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, and the long and thick eyelashes covered his amber pupils, hiding the flash of joy in his eyes: "Long time no see, everyone."

"Ah, ah, long time no see!"

"It's only been two days since the broadcast started, and I've already lost my mind about eating and drinking! Did you trick me, liar!"

"It's been a long time, so, will the anchor overturn later? I can't wait!"

Rows of bullet screens flew across the live broadcast interface quickly, almost making people dazzled.

Wen Jianyan picked out a few barrage replies.

"Why did the studio change to its current name?"

He blinked innocently: "I just feel that there should be a little more trust between people, isn't that the case?"

"Pooh!"

"Pooh!"

"Pooh!"

Wen Jianyan ignored a long list of scorned barrages, and picked another barrage without changing his expression: "How does it feel to go up to the third floor by yourself?"

"It feels bad."

He sighed softly: "In all horror movies, you must die alone."

The young man smiled at the bullet screen, the light and shadow on his handsome face swayed, with a little childishness of a young man, his clear voice was slightly suppressed, and the ending was sticky and rising, as if he was acting like a baby: "So, my survival rate is It's up to everyone."

The bullet screen was quiet for a moment, and then exploded suddenly.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ahh [reward points 50]"

"Damn it, I knew this liar was going to trick us into tipping, but why can't I control my hands—! [Tip points 100]"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Hearing the sound of jingling rewards coming from the background, Wen Jianyan was immediately refreshed and full of energy.

Yes, earning rewards is the best way to relieve terror!

After saying goodbye to the audience happily, Wen Jianyan closed the live broadcast interface, turned around and walked to the elevator, and looked up carefully at the floor structure diagram posted on it.

Judging from the structural diagram, the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department of Fukang Private General Hospital is very complete.

There are not only gynecology, delivery room, neonatology, but also neonatal care, maternity diagnosis and treatment center, etc.

The structure of this floor is also much more complicated than that of the morgue. It is not a single corridor, but a network structure of interconnected departments.

Wen Jianyan's current duty room is right in the center of the entire network structure, and it is very convenient to go to any department from here.

Compared with just now in the morgue, Wen Jianyan took a little longer to imprint the whole map in his heart.

Sudden!

"Dididi—"

In the quiet and empty duty room, the voice was particularly abrupt and clear, echoing mechanically in the night, almost scaring Wen Jianyan into cardiac arrest.

He collected himself and walked towards the direction of the sound.

Inside the duty desk, a small red dot symbolizing the ward was lit up, and it seemed that a patient in one of the wards had pressed the emergency pager.

Maternity Ward 308 has 4 beds.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

...I really don't want to go!

He took a deep breath, bit the bullet and walked in the direction of Maternity Ward 308.

The dead and silent corridor is long and deep, and the lights above the head are cold and bright, but it can't bring people a sense of peace of mind.

The door of the ward was closed tightly, the lights in the room were dim, and it could be vaguely seen through the glass. In the darkness, there were vague and bloated figures lying on several hospital beds.

This Fukang Hospital... actually has patients there.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, raised her hand and pushed open the door, and walked in.

The temperature in the maternity ward was very high, like a stove that was stuffed in the dark. As soon as Wen Jianyan walked in, a thin layer of sweat evaporated on his forehead.

There was a strange fishy-sweet smell floating in the air, which made people feel sick.

Wen Jianyan cheered up and walked slowly to the bed of the 4-bed patient.

Suddenly, a skinny pale arm protruded from the raised quilt, and turned on the night light by the bed with a "click".

A woman's face looms up to the light.

She looked astonishingly thin, almost only skin and bones were left, her eye sockets were sunken, her cheekbones were high, her withered hair was scattered on the pillow, like a living skeleton, but her eyeballs protruded for unknown reasons. Staring at Wen Jianyan under the light:

"Nurse...I'm thirsty."

The mouth opened and closed, and the woman's scarlet tongue loomed between the teeth.

"Could you get me some water?"

Wen Jianyan felt the hairs on his back explode.

Not because of the weird face of the woman in front of him, but because...he felt that the moment the other party opened his mouth, several eyes casted from all directions at the same time, greedy, hungry, and sticky on his back, making him feel He was like a thorn in his back, and his whole body tensed up involuntarily.

He turned his head slightly, and glanced at other beds in the ward with his peripheral vision.

The entire ward was full of people, and every bed was raised high.

The pregnant women poked out their skull-like heads from the bedside. The necks below were as soft and pale as noodles, slender and long. One of them poked out a needle-like tongue and slowly licked his bloodless lips. Hungry look.

There are not many areas that the night light can illuminate. At the edge of the light, brown spots can be seen faintly on the white wall.

Like blood.

At that moment, Wen Jianyan's breath was suffocated, and his heart was like a mirror.

The patient on the 4th bed poked his head forward a little bit, and the thin neck under the skeleton's skull poked out from under the quilt: "Nurse...?"

But why didn't they do it the moment he entered the door?

Even waiting for him to answer the question?

Wen Jianyan's mind turned like lightning, and he made up his mind in just a few seconds.

"Oh, what are you talking about?"

The young man suddenly raised his hand to cover his lips, and said with a slight smile, "I'm not a nurse, I'm from 307 next door."

"Next door... 307?" The woman on the bed slowly rolled her bulging eyes, with a puzzled look on her face.

Wen Jianyan covered her flat belly with the other hand, with a sweet smile on her face, her eyes narrowed, and there was a charming maternal radiance in her gaze:

"You are so noble and forgetful. We greeted you outside during the day."

"Then... what are you doing in 308?"

The woman's neck protruded longer, almost equal to Wen Jianyan's height. The skull-like head approached, her eyes rolled around, as if she wanted to see some flaws in the other's face.

Wen Jianyan's Adam's apple trembled, but his voice was still calm and peaceful: "I want to share with my sisters the secret recipe handed down from our family..."

"Secret recipe?"

"Yes, as long as you do what I say, the child you will give birth to will be smart and healthy, with an IQ approaching 200. The daughter-in-law of my third uncle's second uncle's family gave birth to a genius child because of this, not only He's an athlete, and he's also the National Mathematical Olympiad Champion. When he was twelve years old, he was admitted early by three of the world's top schools, and he was so overwhelmed..."

Wen Jian said nonsense.

"What?!" One after another, voices of astonishment sounded from all over the ward, and all the pregnant women no longer remained silent, and exclaimed in shock and joy: "What method? Teach us!"

Sure enough, for a mother, it is an instinct engraved in her DNA to hope that her son will become a dragon and her daughter will become a phoenix.

Even monsters are no exception.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, and said in a bewitching and intimate tone: "Sisters, don't worry, I'm here to share this secret recipe with you."

"Come, come, I will teach you step by step."

"First step, meditation."

Wen Jianyan leaned over and turned off the night light: "Everyone lie back on the pillows."

Only the rustling sound of fabric rubbing could be heard from all around, those stretched necks disappeared, and they all lay back on the pillow obediently: "And then."

Wen Jianyan took a light step, step by step, and stepped back carefully.

"Step two, close your eyes, take a deep breath—"

He retreated to the first bed, slowly extended his hand to the doorknob, and then twisted it open little by little.

"third step-"

There was a crisp "click" sound from the doorknob, which was particularly abrupt and clear in the extremely silent room.

In an instant, all the pregnant women on the bed opened their eyes. Their scarlet eyes shone fiercely in the darkness, and they all looked at the young man who had unknowingly stood at the door of the ward.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

ah oh.

"Grab him!!" A ferocious voice sounded, and several figures with bloated belly and limbs as thin as bones jumped up from the bed and rushed towards the door!

But Wen Jianyan's reaction speed was one step faster!

He rushed out of the ward without looking back, and then closed the door and locked it! All in one go!

The door of Ward 308 was tightly locked, and there was a "bang bang" sound from inside the door, which seemed particularly intrusive in the dead and silent corridor.

While panting, Wen Jianyan slowly backed away, her eyes fixed on the door that was being shaken desperately.

Dust was flying, and the door frame was shaking.

However, a minute later, the banging on the door gradually stopped, and everything became quiet again.

Wen Jianyan let out a sigh of relief, his legs softened, and he almost collapsed on the ground.

Good guy... It was too dangerous just now.

If he was not careful, he probably became the meal of the group of female mosquitoes.

Wen Jianyan raised his hand to wipe off the sweat that oozed from his forehead, his heart was beating violently in his chest, and he still had lingering fears.

Suddenly, a sharp stabbing pain came from the lower abdomen. 33 Novel Network

"hiss!"

He gasped, his expression twisted slightly.

The pain came and went quickly, although it disappeared only in an instant, but there was still a hint of ominous premonition in Wen Jianyan's heart.

He swallowed his saliva, and slowly reached out to lift his hem.

On the firm and fair belly of the young man, a bluish-black mark appeared at some point.

Small, like the palm of a baby.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

wait, no...

At this moment, he felt the hem of his nurse uniform being tugged by some invisible force.

Wen Jianyan looked around slowly with a blank face.

I saw a small blue-purple hand firmly grabbing the hem of his clothes, leaving scorched black handprints on the light blue fabric.

At this time, an immature child's voice sounded in Wen Jianyan's ears, with a creepy intimacy and dependence.

"Mother."

"..."

Wen Jianyan's pupils trembled.

This kind of thing! No!