Today I scare non-humans again [Unlimited]

Suddenly, a hand with well-defined knuckles stretched out from behind the huge body of the doll rabbit, grabbed the furry paws of the doll rabbit and pulled it hard, throwing the fat doll rabbit aside.

The doll rabbit fell to the ground, and the chainsaw escaped from its claws, falling to the ground and vibrating non-stop.

"Junhao?" Jiang Heng breathed a sigh of relief, sat up, took back the silver knife at the side, and stared at Yan Junhao who suddenly appeared with round eyes, like a little squirrel who was pleasantly surprised.

Although he didn't know if his appearance was a surprise now.Yan Junhao stepped on the chainsaw with such force that it split the chainsaw in two.

The chainsaw that was still buzzing on the ground just now stopped immediately.

"Well, it's me." Yan Junhao kicked away the wreckage of the chainsaw, took two steps towards Jiang Heng, and stretched out his hand to pull him up.

Jiang Heng stood up, the temperature from Yan Junhao's palm was still cool.

He looked down at the hands they were clasping, was lost in thought for a moment, and then let go first.

But Yan Junhao didn't let go, he still held Jiang Heng's hand tightly.

"Aren't you going to let go?" Jiang Heng licked his lips, and the water on his lips glistened under the light.

Yan Junhao tightened his hand again, for fear that Jiang Heng would leave without explaining.

He was silent for a moment, and said in a weak tone: "I'm afraid that if I let go, I won't be able to hold it anymore."

Jiang Heng raised his eyes, from Yan Junhao's anxious black pupils, down to the corners of his flat lips, and clicked on his tense jaw.

"It's ok... I won't let you hold it..." Jiang Heng turned his eyes away and said in a low voice.

Yan Junhao was still worried: "You don't have anything... do you want to ask me?" He was a little nervous.

Jiang Heng glanced at Yan Junhao, and saw a little anxiety in his usually calm eyes, inexplicably felt a little funny.

It's like a majestic big wolf dog that used to do something wrong, with its ears drooping, looking very disappointed.

"Hmm - I want to ask, are you really afraid of the dark?" Jiang Heng pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then asked.

Yan Junhao was anxiously waiting for the sentence to be pronounced, but in the end he came up with a sentence that made him dumbfounded.

He sighed softly, and honestly admitted: "I'm not afraid."

Jiang Heng blinked, obviously anticipating this: "Then why do you say you're afraid?" He tilted his head, looking confused.

Yan Junhao's heart skipped a beat, he lowered his brows and replied guiltily: "I want to hold your hand..."

Jiang Heng's eyes were dazed, and his face was faintly hot. He patted his cheek, not understanding why he felt his face was hot.

He took a breath, rubbed his face, and managed to calm down.

"You guys had a good time reminiscing about the past?" The doll rabbit turned over from the ground and stood up, the glass eyes shining with a cold light.

Yan Junhao glanced at the doll rabbit coldly, and said with a sneer, "What? Don't you think it wasn't enough to die seven years ago? Or was it not embarrassing enough to slip away just now?"

The doll rabbit sneered: "Didn't you kill me too?"

Red light surged in Yan Junhao's black eyes: "What do you mean, do you want me to die for you?"

Countless ghosts sprang up from the walls around the confinement room. The rich black contrasted strongly with the snow-white walls, making it even more apparent that there were a large number of ghosts.

"All of us have been waiting for this day."

"He Weidong, you should understand the principle of blood debts."

Yan Junhao's eyes suddenly turned completely blood-colored, and the surrounding ghosts howled and rushed towards the doll rabbit, wrapped it tightly, and bit its cotton body.

"Jiang Heng!" The three of Yi Huiyun hurried into the confinement room and ran to Jiang Heng's side.

Jiang Heng turned his head: "Why are you here?"

"Don't mention it, boss, you don't know, the teacher howled so that we all passed out, and when we woke up, we only saw this door shining brightly not far away." Cai Hong complained.

"What's the situation now, what's going on with Yan Junhao?" Yi Huiyun frowned, looking at Yan Junhao who was surrounded by ghosts all over his body.

Before Jiang Heng opened his mouth, the ghosts surrounding the doll rabbit suddenly dispersed, revealing the doll rabbit that was almost intact except for stitches.

"You tried so many times but failed to hurt me, haven't you learned your lesson yet? Yan Junhao." The doll rabbit patted himself on the shoulder, as if cleaning up the dust, and his contemptuous expression was particularly unpleasant to see.

"Then what is it, why does it look so unbearable?" Cai Hong said unceremoniously.

Jiang Heng silently nodded in agreement: "That's He Weidong."

"He Weidong? The wicked principal of this wicked school?" Yi Huiyun said.

"Then, is Yan Junhao really that student president?" Wang Shan asked weakly.

Yi Huiyun raised her eyebrows: "Ninety-nine are close, right, Jiang Heng?" She turned her head, only to find that Jiang Heng was no longer by her side.

Jiang Heng ran to the blood bucket in a hurry, recalling the note just now in his mind.

"Hmm! Let's try it!" He put away the silver knife, lifted the blood bucket, and rushed to the doll rabbit with steady steps, then turned the bottom of the bucket.

A large bucket of blood poured all over the doll rabbit, soaking its hair wet, and some of it was knotted.

"Jiang, Jiang Heng?" Yi Huiyun was dumbfounded.

"Big brother?" Cai Hong was so shocked that he couldn't speak clearly.

Wang Shan reservedly kept silent, only the trembling fingertips revealed her inner unrest.

The doll rabbit stood there in a state of embarrassment, blood seeped in through the stitches, and the cotton inside was soaked to the brim. Not only that, its body was gradually shrinking with the seepage of blood.

"Damn it! How dare you—!" The doll rabbit suddenly felt bad, and it rushed towards Jiang Heng with a hideous expression.

Jiang Heng was picking up the bucket to see if the blood in it had been drained, but he found that he had poured it too quickly just now, and he hadn't drained it all.

The moment the shrunken doll rabbit rushed over, Jiang Heng lifted the whole bucket upside down, and put it directly on the doll rabbit's head.

The doll rabbit was soaked thoroughly, and its body shrank rapidly until it disappeared without a trace.

The bucket that had been turned upside down on its head hit the ground and turned around in a circle.

Yi Huiyun and the other three looked at each other in a daze.

Um? ?This is the end? ?Wasn't that a boss fight just now?

It ended so suddenly?So sloppy?

Yan Junhao was also stunned, he didn't expect Jiang Heng to solve the doll rabbit so easily.

A large group of ghosts gathered on the other side looked at each other and whispered to each other.

"Wow, as expected of the man the boss likes..."

"As strong as the president... No wonder who came back crying and complained to me."

"I even helped him!"

"Really?"

"Why are you lying to me?"

Jiang Heng didn't hear any of the above remarks.

He was about to talk to Yan Junhao when the ground under his feet shook violently.

"What's the matter?" Cai Hong jumped and shouted.

"Jun Hao—" Jiang Heng called out in a daze.

Yan Junhao turned his head and walked towards Jiang Heng.

He bent down and gently circled Jiang Heng with his arms.

Jiang Heng raised his face, looked into Yan Junhao's deep eyes, and saw a soft and flickering smile in them.

Yan Junhao bent over and kissed Jiang Heng's forehead lightly.

"Goodbye."

Jiang Heng only felt the sporadic coolness pressing down on his forehead, with tenderness and tenderness, as intimate as the love between lovers.

Yan Junhao let go of Jiang Heng, and took a step back.

The surrounding scenes turned upside down, Jiang Heng and the others were sent outside the school gate, while Yan Junhao and the crowd of ghosts stood inside the school gate.

The campus behind them was gradually collapsing. Starting from the teaching building, all the buildings were broken into countless stones, which rolled down to the ground one after another.The ground also gradually cracked, and the concrete floor was cracked and covered with fragile wrinkles.

Jiang Heng involuntarily took a few steps forward, but fortunately, Yi Huiyun and the three stopped him in time.

"Boss! Don't go forward, if you go in again, the mission will fail!"

Jiang Heng stopped where he was, and met Yan Junhao's eyes.

"This knife! Is this knife yours?" Jiang Heng asked loudly, waving the silver knife in his hand.

Yan Junhao smiled slightly, his stern face was even more handsome and sharp at this moment.

"Hush—" He put his index finger to his lips.

Jiang Heng felt that sense of familiarity again.

Gu Jinyan...

A building closest to the school gate collapsed, splashing a cloud of dust.

Jiang Heng closed his eyes reflexively, and when he opened them again, the school in front of him was in ruins, and Yan Junhao and the ghosts had disappeared.

"Thank you—" Several thin voices echoed in everyone's ears.

Cai Hong looked left and right: "Did you hear that?"

"I heard." Yi Huiyun said.

"Are those ghosts saying thanks?" Wang Shan said.

There are fine dust floating in the air, like little flowers blooming in the air.

Jiang Heng didn't speak, he looked at the ruins piled up in front of him.

All the past stories were buried under the ruins, and a newspaper slowly fell in front of him.

Jiang Heng reached out and caught it.

"Principal He Weidong mysteriously disappeared while in custody, and the police searched for him but failed..."

"The police ordered the school to suspend rectification and strictly supervise to prevent similar incidents from happening again..."

The corners of Jiang Heng's mouth curled into a beautiful curve, and small dimples bloomed deeply on his cheeks. The sunlight that pierced through the clouds shone on his face, making his bright eyes and teeth even more beautiful.

The seven-year hatred finally dissipated, and the clear sunlight shone on the ruins, like rows of splendid stairs leading to heaven, welcoming the return and rest of all the dead.

[Congratulations to the player for successfully passing the second round of dungeon "Ghost School"]

[Completion evaluation of the dungeon——]

[Completion of Mission 1: 100% Completion of Mission 2: 100%]

[Congratulations to Jiang Heng and Yi Huiyun who received an S rating, and Cai Hong and Wang Shan who did not participate in the exploration and received a B rating. 】

[Players Jiang Heng and Yi Huiyun have upgraded their dungeon rounds and entered the third round of dungeons]

[Congratulations to player Jiang Heng for completing the side mission exploration]

[The system is liquidating item rewards——]

"There is a B!" Cai Hong was extremely excited, and looked at Jiang Heng with tears in his eyes, and almost fell to his knees to worship the boss with a "plop".

Jiang Heng blinked, not understanding what Cai Hong was excited about: "Is B very powerful..."

Wang Shan nodded again and again: "The two of us used to form teams by ourselves and usually only got C, but this time halfway—" She coughed a little embarrassedly, "I didn't help much halfway, and I still got B."

Yi Huiyun also stared at her task panel and pondered: "I have never completed two tasks with such a high degree of completion before. After all, I only have one person, and I always miss a lot of weird clues."

She patted Jiang Heng on the shoulder generously: "This time it's all thanks to you!"

Jiang Heng's cheeks flushed slightly after being praised, and he smiled shyly at the three of them.

"Did the system say it was liquidating rewards just now?" Yi Huiyun suddenly remembered.

Jiang Heng nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"What sub-quest did you complete? I don't know if the rewards issued by the system are good things. Sometimes it randomly gives some indescribable props." Yi Huiyun thought back, showing a somewhat disgusted expression.

Jiang Heng asked curiously: "Didn't you say that side missions usually produce rare props?"

Yi Huiyun put her arms around her chest: "That's right, but some props... are rare, but they are not needed at all."

Jiang Heng continued to look at Yi Huiyun with star eyes full of curiosity.

Yi Huiyun sighed, and explained resignedly: "For example, it gave me a rotten apple again. The item description is: eating it can cause diarrhea..."

Jiang Heng was so amused by Yi Huiyun's expression that he couldn't help laughing, causing Yi Huiyun to reach out and pinch his face as punishment.

[Item: A silver knife stained with ghostly blood (rare upgraded version)]

[Introduction: 1. It can obliterate low-level ghosts, severely damage mid-level ghosts, and weaken high-level ghosts. (Also applicable to abnormal creatures) 2. After being stained with the blood of the owner, the highest-level ghost can be summoned once, and the owner can order it to do one thing. 】

【Owner: Jiang Heng】

call?Jiang Heng was a little lost in thought.

That's why Jun Hao was able to rush to his side in such a timely manner?

When the system voice ended, a golden light flashed across the silver knife Jiang Heng held in his hand.

He held the knife up to his face to see if it changed.

On the blade, his blood had been absorbed, and the rose pattern seemed to become clearer and deeper, and the word "Y" on the handle turned into a ruby ​​color, occasionally flashing a dazzling red under the sunlight. shine.

"This is actually an upgradeable item?" Yi Huiyun asked in surprise.

Cai Hong leaned over: "What is the probability of an upgradeable rare item being shipped? One in a thousand?"

"Yes, it's one in a thousand, and the probability of rare items is one percent, so it's relatively likely to come out, but the ones that can be upgraded are really only available to the Emperor of Europe." Wang Shan couldn't hold back and came over to watch.

"Envy, the boss is a lot stronger, and luck is good." Cai Hong stared intently at the silver knife in Jiang Heng's hand.

[Players can choose whether to disclose the dungeon strategy process]

【whether】

The familiar floating window popped up, and Jiang Heng chose "Yes" without hesitation.

Yi Huiyun said with a smile: "If there is a chance, maybe I will make it into a dungeon. Goodbye~ Jiang——"

[Warning, the battery is exhausted, the game will pop up automatically]

【The player has popped up】

Jiang Heng sat on the bed in a daze, looking at the bedroom he was familiar with, and realized that he had already left the game.

He glanced at the time and found that only two hours had passed. It seemed that the time flow in the game was really different from that in reality.

Sitting stiffly on the bed for two hours, his back and neck were a little stiff, Jiang Heng stood up, wanting to move around, only then did he notice that he was still holding the game USB flash drive in his hand.

Jiang Heng stretched first, then stood up and hopped like a rabbit on the spot, loosening his muscles and bones.

"The system just said that the battery is low, should it be charged?"

Jiang Heng held the USB flash drive with his fingertips, held it up in front of him, and looked at it carefully for a moment. Except that he almost regarded himself as cross-eyed, and couldn't figure out how to charge it at all.

He shook his head, gave up his self-exploration, and sat down in front of the computer to check online.

This computer was drawn by a lottery a few months ago. Since he was a child, his luck has always been good, and it can even be said to be a little bit good.From the time when he was able to win prizes every now and then when he ate popsicles when he was young, to the various opportunities he encountered when he grew up, it can be said that he has a little European spirit.

"Shengtian... charging..." Jiang Heng muttered, slowly typing in the search bar.

"Yes!" Jiang Heng's eyes lit up, and he swipe the interface.

What is displayed on the screen is the game forum of "Birth of Heaven".

"The world's first holographic horror game "Sheng Tian" is launched today, only in China... um... not this"

"The charging method of the gaming helmet...wrong..."

"U disk charging method: plug it into the computer, it will be charged automatically. The green light will be on when the battery is full, the red light will be on when the battery is low, and the game will automatically pop up when the battery is exhausted. The indicator light is the game start button..."

Jiang Heng thought of the red indicator light on the USB flash drive before entering the game this time.

No wonder he got into the game out of nowhere.

Jiang Heng plugged in the USB flash drive to charge it, and continued to browse the forum.

He casually clicked into the chat section.

A hot post was topped and went viral: "Spicy Chicken Game, Keeps Me Sleeping All Night"

Jiang Heng was attracted by the title, and entered the place of interest.

"Everyone knows that "Birth" has a system setting that makes people complain, and that is the default dress."

"That is, when you enter the game, what you are wearing on your body, the system will default that what you are wearing in the game is consistent with reality."

Jiang Heng suddenly realized, no wonder he was wearing his home clothes twice when he went in.

He continued to pull down.

"The landlord was the first batch of players to play "Birth of Heaven". At that time, no one knew that this game had such a wonderful setting."

"Summer is here, the temperature is getting higher and higher, and there are more and more shirtless men...even some friends like to wear only a pair of shorts at home to enjoy the ultimate coolness."

"Here comes the problem. On the day when "Birth of Heaven" was first launched, there were a huge crowd of people who entered the game. The scene was full of gongs, drums, and firecrackers."

"In this warm atmosphere, the host was assigned three teammates by the system."

"It was cool to compete one by one, and the scene was completely out of control for a while. A group of big men looked at each other and ran around. In a very short time, they took down the first group and wiped out."

Jiang Heng couldn't help laughing, and while laughing, he was glad that he didn't have this habit.

"To be honest, the host really can't figure out what is going on in the developer's mind. This is too much pursuit of reality. Ever since everyone knew that the game image is exactly the same as the real image, a group of people have started dating in it Conferences, and those who practice confession first in the game, there are all kinds of things..."

The comments that followed were all "hahahahaha".

Jiang Heng read other posts, basically complaining about how difficult the game is, how ugly the ghosts are, and some unsightly ways to die when he fails the dungeon mission.

He looked at it with relish for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, it was almost noon.

It's too bad, he has to go to eat quickly, he also thought about going to the hospital to visit his grandma while he was on vacation in the afternoon and he couldn't play games.

Jiang Heng hurriedly stood up and ran to the kitchen.

Behind him, the indicator light of the U disk flashed yellow light for a moment.

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"Why, what did you rush there for? To see your little boyfriend?" Ji Maoming joked as he looked at Gu Jinyan who was walking towards him.

"No." Gu Jinyan pulled away the chair opposite Ji Maoming and sat at the dining table.

"Stop doing this, look at your anxious look, aren't you going to see your little boyfriend? I don't believe it." Ji Maoming looked suspicious.

Gu Jinyan had a cold face with ice cubes, his brows and eyes were sharp and cold, and he looked like strangers should not enter.

"Not a boyfriend yet." He said in a deep voice, the loss in his words was almost imperceptible, if Ji Maoming hadn't been with him for a long time, he would have thought he was angry.

Ji Maoming sighed, his eyebrows knit together in a tangle: "With your cold face all day long, Jiang Heng looks soft and soft, I think you are afraid of you."

"He's not afraid." Gu Jinyan said sullenly, her cold brows and eyes slightly softened.

Also proud of it.Ji Maoming hates iron but not steel: "Not afraid, he is not afraid, it's good. Does he know that you like him?"

With a straight face, Gu Jinyan picked up the menu and stared at it. Ji Maoming didn't follow him at all, and saw through his evasive psychology all at once.

Ji Maoming earnestly said: "You have to change your temperament, don't keep everything in your heart and don't talk about it, how will people know if you don't talk about it?"

"Look at you, you have done so many things. In order to chase people, you came to my production team to be the main artist. You are the big boss of the game development. If you don't make games, what kind of movie do you come to mix?"

"Does anyone know the result?"

Gu Jinyan remained silent, clutching at the menu.

Ji Maoming has nothing to do with him, this boring gourd is extremely stubborn, and he doesn't say anything if he likes it.

"I've said it." Gu Jinyan put down the menu and said expressionlessly.

Ji Maoming wanted to take advantage of the victory to chase after him, so he braked suddenly after a few more words of persuasion, and repeated in a daze: "Have you already said that?"

"Yes." Gu Jinyan answered simply.

"The results of it?"

Gu Jinyan frowned, showing a rare sense of disappointment: "He didn't understand."

Ji Maoming had an ominous premonition: "How did you tell people?"

"Can we get closer..."

Ji Maoming was heartbroken: "Gu Jinyan, can't you say 'I like you' concisely and clearly?"

Ji Maoming couldn't control the volume for a while, which caused everyone in the restaurant to turn their heads curiously, looking excited about watching a play.

"I don't like you." Gu Jinyan replied indifferently, with a firm tone, without delay.

Ji Maoming: "..."

He wiped his face and replied sincerely: "I don't like you either."

The onlookers continued to eat their meals in disappointment.

"To be honest, I'm still a little surprised. You are not young, and you still fall in love at first sight like a young man?" Ji Maoming asked curiously.

"People accidentally jumped on you, and you fell in love with it?"

Gu Jinyan stared at the glass window beside her in a daze, as if recalling: "It's not love at first sight."

Pedestrians outside the restaurant came and went in a hurry.

He added: "I picked him up."

Ji Maoming was stunned for a moment, and then realized: "Could it be your crush who has been in love for several years..."

"En." Gu Jinyan replied lightly.

"What a coincidence..." Ji Maoming murmured.

Friends who are close to Gu Jinyan know that Gu Jinyan has a crush who he has liked for a long time. It is said that it started when he was a student, but then he disappeared for no reason.

At that time, Gu Jinyan was still thinking about confessing his love, but in the end, he couldn't say it, and he couldn't find anyone.

Gu Jinyan was a little bit recalled by Ji Maoming's words, he unconsciously raised the corners of his lips, and a smile of melting ice and snow appeared on his stern face.

It was indeed a coincidence that when we met again, Jiang Heng fell from the folding ladder, Gu Jinyan opened his arms, and firmly caught the surprise that fell from the sky.

The person in his arms widened his black eyes, like a frightened kitten.

The cat cub smiled sweetly at the person: "Thank you."

And he hugged the lost and found treasure.

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Jiang Heng went to the hospital to visit grandma after eating. The old man was lying quietly in the intensive care unit with his eyes closed and his face peaceful.

He looked at the intensive care unit through the glass, with his hands resting on the cold glass, the coolness slipped from his palms to the soles of his feet.

"Xiao Jiang, are you here to see grandma again?" The head nurse just happened to push the cart past, and saw the young man looking helplessly at the inside of the ward, his well-behaved and pitiful appearance.

"En." Jiang Heng nodded obediently, and his soft black hair shook slightly with his movements, making him even more obedient.

The head nurse is not young, and seeing such a well-behaved young man like Jiang Heng, she couldn't help but feel distressed. She patted Jiang Heng on the back comfortingly: "Don't worry, the old man has a good foundation and can hold on."

After finishing speaking, she still had things to do, so she hurriedly said goodbye to Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng stopped in front of the wall for a while, and said softly, "Grandma, I can earn more money now. No matter how many surgeries I have to pay, I can afford it."

As long as you can get well.

Jiang Heng's nose was sour, and a mist formed in front of his eyes.He blinked vigorously, honey-like dimples formed on his cheeks, and there were stars in his black eyes, which were extremely moving.

"Goodbye, grandma, I will come to see you on the weekend." He said softly, regained his energy, turned and left the hospital.

Jiang Heng took out his mobile phone and checked the payment information.

A remittance lay quietly in the bank card, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then transferred the money to the hospital.

Be sure to work hard to become richer!Jiang Heng clenched his fists to cheer himself up.

Back home, Jiang Heng glanced at the USB flash drive that had been charged a lot before going out, and found that the indicator light of the USB flash drive was already flashing green.

He pulled out the USB flash drive and pressed the indicator light without hesitation.

After a familiar spin, Jiang Heng entered the game again.

[Welcome players to enter the instance...]

【Identity confirmation...】

【The number of participants:? ? ? 】

[Dungeon Name: Ghost Hospital]

[Tasks: 1. Escape from birth 2. Play your own role well 3. Uncover the dusty secrets of the hospital]

[Hint: You are one of them]

The difficulty of the three rounds of dungeons is indeed more difficult, not to mention the vague information, even the number of tasks has increased.

Jiang Heng concentrated his attention and found that he was in a long queue, and behind him were patients in hospital gowns.

He was the second in the line, there was only one patient in front, but there were many patients behind, at least Jiang Heng couldn't see the end of the line from his position.

"Next." A jerky male voice came from the front, which made Jiang Heng tremble.

He breathed out quietly, patted his chest, and then poked his head curiously to see who was talking.

Jiang Heng looked over the patient in front of him and landed on the doctor in a white coat.

The doctor is a thin man, because his face looks too haggard, Jiang Heng can't judge his exact age.He was wearing a well-fitting white coat, but there were some black ink stains on the white coat, scattered on the white coat, like mold spots on the wall during the rainy season in the south, densely packed, it made people feel a little uncomfortable .

The doctor was holding a worn-out stethoscope against the chest of the patient in front, as if observing the patient's physical condition.

After a while, he put down the stethoscope and asked the patient to stretch out his hands.

The patient trusted the doctor's order very much and followed it immediately.

Jiang Heng watched as the doctor squinted his eyes and lowered his head to look back and forth on the patient's hand.

"The right hand is not good, no..." the doctor muttered to himself, shaking his head after reading.He stretched out his hand, held the patient's right wrist, and then pulled it violently, tearing off the patient's entire right arm.

The sticky sound of flesh and blood being separated was abrupt and disgusting in the almost silent environment. The doctor threw the torn right arm into the cardboard box behind him.

From a short distance, Jiang Heng could clearly see that there were all kinds of hands and feet piled up inside, and he retracted his head cautiously.

After the patient in front was cured by the doctor, he left his right arm empty and walked away from Jiang Heng as if nothing had happened, as if he didn't realize that his right arm was gone.

"Next." The doctor patted the table and shouted.

Jiang Heng stepped forward and put his hands in front of the doctor thoughtfully.

"Would you like to watch my hands?" Jiang Heng asked innocently and innocently with his moist black eyes open.

The doctor's hand holding the stethoscope froze in mid-air, and was in a dilemma for a while.

He glared viciously at the patient who didn't follow the doctor's orders, his face grim with anger.

But at this time, Jiang Heng sent his hand to the doctor again, smiling softly, looking at the doctor expectantly.

The doctor stood up suddenly and paced back and forth, looking anxious and irritable.

"Hand...hand...hand..." the doctor murmured.

"You are not a patient! You are not a patient!" The doctor suddenly burst into a sharp roar, and the wrinkles on his thin face were tense.

He was trembling with anger, stretched out his hand tremblingly, pointed at Jiang Heng, and roared again: "You are not a patient!"

Jiang Heng stood there blankly, watching the doctor jump wildly in front of him, a little at a loss.

At this moment, there was a sudden shout from a distance: "Get out of the way, out of the way——"

The furious doctor turned a deaf ear to this, and still pointed at Jiang Heng angrily, looking aggrieved as if he wanted to curse but couldn't.

"I told you to get out of the way—!"

A medical trolley slammed into the doctor's waist, and the doctor was sent flying for a certain distance, and then hit the ground heavily, making no sound for the time being.

Appearing in front of Jiang Heng, besides the medical trolley that knocked the doctor into the air, there was also a young nurse in nurse uniform.

After hitting the doctor flying, she braked the car embarrassingly, and greeted Jiang Heng with a smile on her face: "Hello, you are a new patient."

Jiang Heng nodded silently following her words.

"I'm sorry, Doctor Qian, he didn't eat breakfast today, he's a little hypoglycemic, so he's quite irritable, your ward is on the other side, shall I take you there?" the little nurse said energetically.

Jiang Heng looked back hesitantly at Dr. Qian who was still lying on the ground.

Hypoglycemia?

"But Doctor Qian seems to be angry because of me..." He pursed his lips, lowered his eyelashes, and said with some guilt.

The little nurse waved her hand: "It's okay, I don't blame you, let's go, let's go to your ward first!"

Seeing her full of interest, Jiang Heng was embarrassed to refuse, so he followed in the footsteps of the little nurse and went to the so-called ward.

He looked up and saw the ward number: 444.

Very auspicious.

"Your ward is here. I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first—" the little nurse said cheerfully, pushing the medical trolley, and flashed out of Jiang Heng's field of vision at lightning speed.

Jiang Heng's "thank you" lingered on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't say it out. Looking at the disappearing figure of the little nurse, he very much doubted whether she would bump into someone again.

I hope Dr. Qian will not be hit again.

Jiang Heng pushed open the door of the ward and looked inside.

Although the hospital looked very old, and even the doctors' white coats were not new, the layout of the wards was unexpectedly neat and clean, which was unexpected.

There was a small bedside table next to the hospital bed, on which was a white porcelain vase with a bouquet of dried flowers on it.

Jiang Heng walked into the ward, closed the door behind his back and locked it, and then came to the bed.

He reached out to pat the quilt on the hospital bed, and carefully confirmed that there was nothing weird on the bed, and rolled on the bed very reassuringly.

Different from the smell of disinfectant water in normal hospitals, Jiang Heng smelled a little warm sun smell on the quilt, he curled up in the quilt with some peace of mind, and fell asleep in a daze.

In the deep sleep, Jiang Heng frowned slightly, feeling something touching his waist, making him tremble with itching.

"Itch..." He muttered softly, wanting to open his eyes to see what it was, but his consciousness was in a state of confusion, and his eyelids were too heavy to lift.

The touch on his waist slowly moved up, and a bit of coldness touched his earlobe. Jiang Heng moved his head uncomfortably, trying to avoid it.

But the coldness followed like a shadow, and even covered his ears even more intensely.

Jiang Heng's sensitive ear was bitten lightly, and a little unbearable gasp escaped from his lips.

The waist was tightly bound by something, Jiang Heng couldn't move, was locked in place, and was forced to bear it.

The movement on the ear continued, and his earlobe was lightly bitten again, and then slowly ground.

Jiang Heng's whole body was weak, and he was so drowsy that he couldn't resist. He could only let a heat burn from the roots of his ears, and then spread to his back like a prairie fire.

The prank still didn't stop, Jiang Heng's slightly parted lips were pressed down fiercely, and then he was slowly licked and bit along the lip lines a few times.

Oxygen was gradually taken away, and Jiang Heng's already confused consciousness became even more confused. He moved his head slightly, trying to breathe smoothly, but his jaw was gently pinched.

The feeling of pressure became more and more fierce, and the movement between the lips became more and more urgent.

Finally, when Jiang Heng was slightly suffocated, all the restraints were instantly released.

He snorted in a low voice, his voice was soft and glutinous, his ears were numb and his heart itched unbearably.

A low and soothing voice gave an inaudible laugh, a little satisfied.

"Go to sleep."

Jiang Heng's consciousness sank into the deep sea again.

"Good night."

When Jiang Heng woke up again, he didn't know how long it had passed. He always felt that he had a very strange dream.

He sat up and glanced at the vase on the bedside table out of the corner of his eye.

Before falling asleep, he clearly remembered that the flowers in the vase were dry, and he didn't know how long they had been there.

But now there is a bouquet of red roses in full bloom in the vase, and there are still crystal dewdrops on the petals, as if they have just been plucked.

Jiang Heng moved over and picked up the vase.

The rich fragrance of flowers lingered at the tip of his nose, Jiang Heng looked down into the bottom of the bottle, and found that there was shallow clear water inside, as if to make this bouquet of red roses bloom longer.

Jiang Heng put the vase back to its original position, thought for a while, and politely said "thank you" to the beautiful bouquet.

At this time, the rumbling bell suddenly rang throughout the hospital, Jiang Heng covered his ears, trying to isolate the deafening bell.

But it seemed like he was doing nothing, the bell was still ringing in his head, like it wasn't what he heard, but it was coming directly into his head.

Jiang Heng stood up unbearably, pushed away the sick