I Wasn't Born Lucky

The elevator runs 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 It didn't come down, or it came down through the stairs, so the elevator descended from the seventh floor to the fifth floor. In this case, there should be no one in the elevator.

When Guan Yu was crazily muttering in his heart that no one should be there, no one should be there, the elevator door opened completely, and a monster stood inside.

It looked like a patient on an IV, wearing a white patient gown, keeping his head down so his face couldn't be seen.But it is pushing a small trolley on its right hand side. There is a hanger on it, and a bag of drips that has been emptied is hanging on it. The pinhole of the drip is still inserted on the back of its right hand, completely connecting it with the trolley. Together.

The needle hole is connected to the hanging tube, and the bag of medicinal liquid has been gone for an unknown number of years, and the needle tube should return blood, but at this time, the tube is not filled with fresh blood, but some kind of bluish-yellow liquid.

The elevator was still running, and the dim light illuminated the desperate expression on Guan Yu's face.

He just knew that in the haunted hospital at night, how could the elevator be normal? !From this point of view, it looks like a big ghost, but now it was really killed by Sherlock——

"I'm Guan Yu, I can fight three with one, I can't be afraid..."

The young man silently recited the name Guan Erye he had given himself to encourage himself not to be weak on the spot. His hands were already in his trouser pockets, ready to use his life-saving props.

Contrary to his trembling, Xiao Li, seeing the patient in the elevator, did not run back in fear, but walked in instead.

Xiao Li stretched out his head and glanced at the buttons in the elevator. Didigui looked down at him, and stretched out his left hand towards him, which was also covered with pinholes—at this moment, Xiao Li said: "Help, press the button on the first floor. ,Thanks."

Didi Ghost and its small trolley are too big, and Xiao Li can't get past them to press the button.

Guan Yu: "..."

Why can Sherlock treat Didi Ghost as an elevator customer service? !

Didi Ghost was stunned for a moment, and under Guan Yu's terrified gaze outside the elevator, it actually withdrew its 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, and its two doors began to close inwards. Seeing that Guan Yu was about to be shut out, Xiao Li stretched out a hand and pressed the elevator door , and pressed it back again: "Not coming up?"

Guan Yu didn't know whether he should cry or laugh. He looked back at the dark corridor behind him, then at the drip ghost beside Xiao Li, and said angrily, "I...I..."

Still not going up, Brother Xia, you just have to bear it alone.

Before he could finish his sentence, the intravenous drip ghost in the elevator seemed impatient and pushed the small cart next to him hard.

The rollers of the trolley rubbed against the elevator, making a screeching sound.

Guan Yu was taken aback by it, the way it looked at Guan Yu made him think that 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 drip ghost Get the longest distance.

The moment the elevator door closed and started to fall, Guan Yu heard Sherlock turn his head and ask Didi Gui: "I heard the sound of rolling wheels in the outpatient building last evening, is it you?"

Didigui didn't nod or shake his head. He turned his head and stared at his small cart without speaking.

Xiao Li continued to ask: "What are you doing at the outpatient clinic?"

The drip ghost was a little restless, and it began to swing back and forth, bumping into the wall of the elevator from time to time.

Guan Yu was a little afraid that Sherlock would irritate the drip ghost, so he took Xiao Li's hand lightly, and whispered in his ear: "Sherlock, are you a 'one hundred thousand why', you just go out to hang out like someone else Come on, stop asking, you have irritated him."

Xiao Li glanced back at him, and followed Guan Yu's gaze towards the drip ghost. The other hand was still wearing a needle, and a piece of bandage was used to seal the place where the needle was inserted. Its impact flails around.

"Wait a minute, why don't you pull out the needles?"

Xiao Li frowned like a real doctor. As he spoke, he turned sideways, put one hand on the shoulder of IV Ghost, and asked Guan Yu, "Do you have a handkerchief?"

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 out two sheets from the inside, pressed them on the drip ghost's left hand, pulled out forcefully, and forcibly pulled out the needle that had been lingering on the back of the opponent's hand for an unknown amount of time——

The needle fell in mid-air, and some yellow-green liquid continued to emerge from the needle, dripping on the floor of the elevator.

Xiao Li pressed the napkin on the back of the drip ghost's hand: "Press it yourself."

Drip ghost:? ? ?

It stared blankly at the small trolley that was forcibly separated beside it, and couldn't recover for a while.

Xiao Li asked: "Which ward are you from? Do you want me to take you back?"

It held the trolley with its right hand, picked up the dangling needle in mid-air, and fell silent while watching the needle.

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."

As soon as the electronic voice finished speaking, Didigui grabbed the cart with his right hand and pushed it away at a faster speed.

The sound of the rolling wheel was getting farther and farther away. From Guan Yu's point of view, the drip ghost fled away as if he had met Sherlock.

The young man turned around and asked Xiao Li, "Aren't you afraid of these ghosts?"

"Guan Yu, you have to remember that we are doctors, will any doctor be afraid of his patients?" Xiao Li stepped out of the elevator and walked outside.

Guan Yu kept up with him: "But they are not patients, they are ghosts!"

The young man was wearing a peaked cap, from which a few strands of dyed yellow hair restlessly escaped.

Xiao Li reached out and stroked his two locks of hair: "Do you know the Hippocratic Oath?"

Guan Yu said hesitantly: "I only know Nightingale's Oath..."

Xiao Li: "Then Baidu, treat all patients equally, and don't stay away from them just because their appearance is deformed."

Guan Yu: "..."

But those are really ghosts!Sherlock, are you too deep into the drama? !

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 to make rounds—it was almost three o'clock in the morning, and Xiao Li was a little sleepy, so he planned 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 in a nonchalant way.

He felt like he was in a dream. He had seen quite a few scary and cruel ghosts today, especially drip ghosts. So normal(?) and the limbs are back here intact.

It's just...

Think carefully.

Guan Yu scratched his head and walked back to his dormitory.

And Xiao Li put his hand on the door of his dormitory room, pulled it down, and opened the door.

But at the moment when it was opened, he didn't 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, and he turned on the light. The light in the dormitory shone on the man's face, but it didn't make him squint his eyes.

The man's face was still hidden, and Xiao Huangben had been unusually quiet recently—Xiao Li thought he was really thinking about what he said, but he didn't expect that the other party was waiting for him in his dormitory.

The man stood up straight, looked at Xiao Li, and said with imperceptible joy in his voice: "You are back."

This sentence makes him sound like a husband who is waiting for his lover to come home late, even if he has such an amazing momentum.

Xiao Li took out the small yellow book from his pocket, put it forward on the table, and at the same time 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 is easy to think of some bad images, the man's throat is a little dry, he stretched out his hand to Xiao Li: "I'm afraid you will stay up late It's too late, I'm hungry, do you want supper?"

If Xiao Huangben still said some dirty jokes this time, then Xiao Li probably kicked him due to the exhaustion after staying up late, but now the other party is talking about supper...

The man stuffed him with a piece of chocolate and fed him: "What do you want to eat?"

Xiao Li lowered his head and tore open the package of the piece of chocolate, and found that it was really the dark chocolate he had been carrying all along. He stuffed it into his mouth while thinking.

There are many things he wants to eat, and he can say a lot of them as a jingle—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 barbecue. "

Milk tea with barbecue.

man:"…………"

He didn't seem to expect Xiao Li to say such a weird combination, and he didn't respond for a while.

Xiao Li noticed his silence, so he raised his head: "Isn't it possible?"

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 next time—"

Before he finished speaking, he looked at Xiao Li and turned his gaze a little disappointed.

So the man changed his decision without hesitation, and he immediately changed his words: "... yes."

"For the last time, eat something easy to digest next time."

As he spoke, the whole person disappeared into the darkness, as if teleported.

Xiao Li sat by the bed, counting the time to wait for the other party to return—Xiao Huang Ben's speed was really fast, but within 10 minutes, he waited for the other party's arrival.

The things appeared on the table in good order, but the man didn't come back.

A line of writing appeared on the little yellow notebook: [Do you like it? 】