Human dimension reduction

Qiao Zhou could see his subtle reactions, he obeyed the authority of the elders, and subconsciously obeyed brief orders—he had a very strong obedience personality, even if he became a monster that could easily hurt adults, he would Instinctively obey the other party's orders.

From the perspective of psychological characteristics, this is a genuine child.

Being able to appear here... [-]% is an important npc that provides clues for customs clearance!

Qiao Zhou restrained the child's wrist that had stabbed into his abdomen with one hand to prevent secondary injury, then leaned his back against the wall and slowly slid to sit at the foot of the wall.

The looking down just now turned into staring at each other.

Black eyes and green eyes stared at each other.

The young beast stretched out its bloodthirsty claws towards its prey, and it succeeded, but the prey's reaction made it startled.

No weird loud yelling, no running away on all fours, no trying to jump on him and hit him...

It met him as it met its own kind.

In the end, those big green eyes looked away first, lowered their head timidly and looked at the ground, the light golden hair softly pressed against the skin, revealing a small section of white skin on the nape of the neck.

Cubs baring the back of their necks to adult beasts is the most concise and clear act of submission in nature.

"Are you here to see Dr. Vincent?"

In the empty room, the child's voice was clear and tender.

Qiao Zhou didn't relax the force that restrained the child's wrist, and said in a relaxed tone, "Why are you here again? The children's ward is downstairs, and you will be punished for running out of the ward without authorization."

He didn't speak in a threatening tone, but the face of the little monster in front of him turned pale all of a sudden.

He seemed to realize that he had made a mistake only now, his expression flustered, his eyes flashed suddenly: "...as long as, as long as you don't say..."

Qiao Zhou felt that the slender wrist in his hand was about to lose his control, and his face remained motionless: "Guess, can I call Vincent before you kill me?"

The moment he heard that name, the wrist that was about to move froze in his hand.

The little monster with the appearance of an angel opened its green eyes wide, the fear in the depths of its pupils rolled like a sea tide, and its small face was pale.

Qiao Zhou approached it a little bit, grabbed its eyes tightly, and refused to let go of every subtle expression on its face: "You are afraid of Vincent, very afraid, why? The doctors in the hospital all admire him, he is very He is a very good doctor, and he often goes to the villages for free clinics, and has done a lot of good deeds—"

Qiao Zhou articulated his words clearly, and told almost all the information about Vincent in "Building No. [-]" that he could think of. Fortunately, before he ran out of ammunition and food, the little monster collapsed first.

Under the indescribable fear, it seems to have turned back into a weak human child, forgetting that he can pierce flesh with his bare hands, trying to withdraw his hand to stay away from this terrifying older kind, and was grabbed again He couldn't even move back, Qiao Zhou didn't hold back at all when he grabbed it, the pain made it sob softly, and tears rolled down his face.

"I didn't... I knew it was wrong, Dr. Vincent, I knew it was wrong..."

The immature child cried with his voice suppressed, he seemed to have misrecognized the person in front of him, and infinitely overlapped it with another figure that cast a huge shadow on him.

Qiao Zhou examined his expression until his crying face turned blue from lack of oxygen, then he slowly stretched out his hand and gave him a little kindness: "Don't cry, Vincent is not here, as long as you Be good, I promise Vincent will not find you."

He strictly avoided the promise of protection, but it was this peek-a-boo king's speech that actually made the little monster stop crying.

There were still drops of water on the little face with baby fat, and the clear green eyes became dark and dark for a moment, the eyeballs rolled up from bottom to top, looking at Qiao Zhou's appearance and the ghost in the bad-quality B-movies The doll is exactly the same: "That's what you said."

Qiao Zhou didn't care about his face changing in the blink of an eye, and nodded calmly as if blind: "I said so."

The little monster laughed through his tears, and a pure and childish smile appeared on his face again: "I am very obedient."

Qiao Zhou was noncommittal about his self-evaluation, and began to collect information straightforwardly: "How did you know Vincent? What did he do in this hospital? Who else is on this floor besides you and him?..."

He asked several questions in one breath, the child listened obediently, and was about to open his mouth to answer, when the same kind in front of him suddenly lowered his voice and whispered into its ear: "The last two questions—how did you die? How are you going to kill Vincent?"

After the last sentence came out, there was a ghost in the darkness stretching its neck and looking at this corner, the air between the two of them froze.

The fear of being seen through made the child instinctively defend: "I didn't intend to kill, kill..."

He was so afraid that he couldn't even say the name, and looked around hurriedly, as if he was wary of something suddenly popping out of the dark place without light.

Young children are afraid of being like this, but it has no appeal to Qiao Zhou, who does not have normal empathy. He even increased the strength in his hands, wary of this little monster in order to trick him into relaxing and take the opportunity to attack him .

"The children's ward is obviously downstairs, and you know it's wrong to appear on the fifth floor. It can be seen that you sneaked up out of your own will. Risky? You dare not choose the place where Vincent is to play. You are obviously afraid Vincent was so scared to death that he didn't even dare to be seen by him, but he still wanted to come to the fifth floor——

"I can't think of any reason for your actions other than to kill him."

Qiao Zhou's tone was light and fast, without any emotion, and finally asked quickly: "You never dare to come up without enough confidence, so how are you going to kill him?"

The little monster was trembling all over, Qiao Zhou's questioning completely shattered the child's weak psychological barrier, and it succumbed again: "I died in the winter of 1879, the first year this hospital was opened, Vincent adopted our... The third year."

At the end of the nineteenth century, a war that swept across half the world kicked off. The war lasted for nearly five years. A lot was destroyed by the war, many young and middle-aged people were drafted into the army, most of them never came back.

Alan lives in a village with a small population. It was named Sankeshu Village because three big trees were planted at the intersection. There are only more than 200 people in the whole village. The female of the cat is a wicked witch who should be burned at the stake.

After a war, the young and middle-aged people who returned to the village alive were missing arms and legs. While bringing back fresh culture from the outside world, they also brought back diseases with a high fatality rate.

People infected with the disease had pustules on their skin, pain all over their bodies, coughed up bloody sputum, and weakness in their limbs. After just three or four days, they could only lie on the bed and could not move. Black, white bones can even be seen in the festering place, and a large piece of carrion will fall off when touched.

The disease was so fierce that many villagers were infected. Everyone in the small village was in danger and had to close their doors. When they had to go out to fetch water, they wrapped their heads and faces tightly with clothes.

A few days before the outbreak of the epidemic, the pastor of the small church came out to distribute holy water to drive away the epidemic. When the epidemic broke out, he saw that the situation was not good and slipped away quietly. The dead were all put into the chapel and waited for the unified burial after the epidemic.

But as more and more people died, the living people also became afraid. They first sent the seriously ill survivors to the church, and then simply moved all the infected people into the church.

Until not even the chapel could hold these increasing numbers of patients.

Vincent came to the village under such circumstances.

Some people are infected, and naturally there are people who are not infected. Alan is one of these rare lucky ones. His mother, two older sisters and one older brother were all infected with the disease. Just the day before yesterday, the only younger brother was forcibly sent to the chapel , the whole family left him and his father hiding in the house, relying on a little dry bread and potatoes to survive, praying that the epidemic would pass quickly.

Allen leaned against the window, drank the last bit of water in the bowl with the dark red sunset light, licked off the wet water drops cherishingly, stared at the rough bottom of the bowl in a daze, a nice and gentle male voice sounded : "Do you still want water?"

Alan raised his head in a daze, the sun had set halfway down, and the sunlight also became warm. The ominous blood-red color draped over the visitor, more majestic and luxurious than the high priest's red sacrificial cloak in the storybook, like a flowing Blood, dying red flowers surrounded the stranger.

Alan was born in the village since he was a child, but he also instinctively knew what a big man is. In his opinion, this young man with dusty clothes and wrinkled clothes is the aristocratic grand lord whom the adults envy and fear.

Whether it's the standing posture that looks good anyway, or the look of smiling, or it may be his smooth clothes, the low-key gems inlaid on the cuffs, the delicate and dense embroidery on the thin cloak, and the lace on his feet. Leather boots, gold buttons on the suitcase...

Allen opened his eyes wide and looked at the travelers coming from afar, and opened his mouth unconsciously.

The man smiled at him and asked softly: "My name is Vincent. I'm a doctor. I heard that there was an epidemic here, and I came here to save people. Mr. Xiao, is there any adult in your family? I want to know Take a look at the situation."

His tone is gentle and humble, but there is a natural self-confidence in his words. This kind of self-confidence does not make Alan hate him, but makes people trust him involuntarily.

"Yes... sir, my... dad is at home..." Allen stammered a little, he raised his chest subconsciously, trying to speak in a more elegant way, imitating Vincent's tone clumsily.

The handsome young man noticed his poor imitation, and did not expose him, but bent his eyes, separated by a layer of linen curtains, the two looked at each other through a gap in the rags, he lightly touched his lips, Allen smiled affectionately: "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh, please go find your father, if he is merciful and willing to let me stay overnight, maybe I can tell you the story outside?——I have already left For two days, the coachman is unwilling to come here."

His last sentence seemed to be coquettish, but how could it be - a gentleman, coquettish to a nine-year-old he just met?

But this kind of acting like a baby from an adult is not annoying. He seems to be a child who has been pampered at home. No matter how old he is, he will habitually act like a baby to his brothers, sisters and parents who love him. The means to get what they want, and the object of being spoiled can get a sense of accomplishment from loving the youngest son in the family.

Moreover, this stranger's brisk voice, clean smile, and graceful and lively gestures that Allen could not comprehend captured the hearts of nine-year-old children in an instant.

"Okay, sir," Alan heard his own voice, "if you can stay... I'm very happy."

The child timidly expressed his feelings, watching the dusty traveler blinking his right eye lively and happily at him, like a big innocent boy.

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[Disease and death swept the town, and the young genius doctor came here with the promise of a cure full of confidence]

【Day by day, the dead are still dying, the crows in the mass graves are waiting at the door】

[Doctor, doctor, we can't wait any longer, we are dying, please save us no matter what! 】

——"The Book of Truth: Mad Doctor"