Today I scare non-humans again [Unlimited]

The scene was extremely hot, and the patients rushed forward, as enthusiastic as seeing fans of their own idols.

It's just that the eyes should be hotter, more... salivating...

The number of patients in this hospital is much more than that of medical staff, and it has a great advantage in terms of quantity.

When they surrounded them, it was like an impenetrable wall, suffocating the medical staff trapped inside.

"Damn, they're sober!"

The medical staff muttered cursingly while trying to avoid the hands of the patients coming from all directions.

The power gap between the two parties is too large, but fortunately, the patients are in a state of madness and do not know how to cooperate, so the medical staff do not suffer much.

In this chaos, Yu Guo tried to sneak away from the crowd with his thin and small body.

But soon he found that there were so many patients that the entire corridor was blocked, and he couldn't step out at all, and he even didn't notice it for a while, and was lifted by a patient by the back of his collar.

"Let me go! Let me down!" Yu Guo was frightened by the sudden flight, his hands and feet fluttering, and he shouted indiscriminately.

The medical staff who were besieged by the patients' siege heard Yu Guo's cry, had an idea, and shouted at him: "Yu Guo! Cry quickly! Cry quickly——"

Hu Guo whimpered and continued to struggle, trying to squeeze out a few tears while being obedient.

Just as he was preparing for a good mood, suddenly a 360-degree windmill spun with his patient and threw him out.

Yu Guo's crying turned into a dry howling, and then his head hit the floor with a "bang", knocking himself unconscious.

No more howling.

Paramedics are desperate.

Jiang Heng and Gu Jinyan stood at the door of the ward watching the play, commenting on the commentary with relish.

Jiang Heng looked at the excited patients and sighed: "The patients really like the doctors and the others. During the last tug-of-war, as soon as the doctors and the others arrived, the patients all looked at them."

Gu Jinyan agreed: "Indeed, in their eyes, the food chain is probably: doctors > medicine > us."

"Ah, did the patient over there bite his mouth?" Jiang Heng blinked, and picked out the heroic patient from the crowd with his fingers.

"Hey, why is Yu Guo flying in the sky?"

"The male doctor's hair was pulled out just now, but he should know how to grow hair, right?"

Gu Jinyan smiled lightly, hearing Jiang Heng's exclamation from time to time, the smile deepened.

The players slowly woke up in Jiang Heng's happy and soft voice.

"I seem to hear the boss talking happily?" The players rubbed their eyes, knocked their drowsy heads, and got up from the ground.

The players found that both Jiang Heng and Gu Jinyan were standing at the door of the ward, looking outside, and couldn't help being curious: "Boss, what are you doing standing at the door?"

There was a mess of voices outside the ward, and the medical staff did not dare to yell casually for fear of attracting more patients. They could only grit their teeth and swallow their grievances and pain.

So there was only the sound of dull crashes and footsteps mixed in and out.

"What are you doing outside? Renovation in the middle of the night? Why are there so many strange noises?"

Hearing the words, Jiang Heng and Gu Jinyan graciously stepped aside to let them enjoy the beautiful scenery outside.

At this time, most of the medical staff were already covered in scarves, their clothes were torn and their hair was scratched, and they looked disheveled like a group of beggars.

"..." The players were shocked by the blockbuster-level scene in front of them, and paid their respects in silence for a long time.

Wang Jicheng was finally able to control his "o"-shaped mouth, and murmured, "Is this a gang of beggars coming to fight? Is it a martial arts competition?"

The radio finally lost its composure and began to deliver its angry speech: "Patients please obey the order! Don't fight in the corridor!"

"Repeat again! Patients please don't fight in the hallway! Don't hurt the medical staff!"

"Please--"

Jiang Heng covered his ears, searched for the source of the sound in the ward, and finally pulled out a small stereo under the bed.

Jiang Heng curled his fingers and tapped the small speaker in his hand: "Don't make noise! ​​Is the punishment project over?"

The broadcast stopped warning, thinking about Jiang Heng's question.

"No, the punishment project is not over yet!" It said angrily.

Jiang Heng frowned in distress: "But the doctors seem to be very busy."

The broadcast also seemed to realize that the punishment project could no longer be carried out. After holding back for a long time, it finally gave in: "Due to unexpected accidents, the punishment project is now terminated."

It gritted its teeth: "Because the warning is ineffective, the suppression will be enforced from now on."

As soon as the voice of the broadcast fell, the bell rang without giving any buffer time to everyone.

The loud bell sound stunned everyone again.

Jiang Heng tried his best to hold on for a while, and saw that the patients outside the corridor suddenly calmed down as if they had received some call, and then they lined up and walked back to the ward in an orderly manner.

The scene in front of him gradually became darker like twilight.

Jiang Heng finally heard Gu Jinyan's voice calling him, and his chaotic mind was thinking in confusion.

Yan Hua...why wasn't he affected by the bell?

Jiang Heng let go of the silver knife and stereo in his hand.

The speaker fell heavily to the ground, and it was easily torn apart. The broadcaster was probably very angry.

The silver knife inadvertently scratched Jiang Heng's thin white fingertips when it fell, and was stained with a small drop of blood, and the round blood bead drew a blood mark on the blade.

The blade shone red, and there was no trace of blood.

Dusk passes, and night falls.

……

"Devils are parasitic on your body! You are a group of devils!"

Jiang Heng managed to avoid the hand that was grabbing at his eyes, but there was still a light bloodstain on his face from the sharp nails.

"Doctor Jiang!"

"Doctor Jiang, are you okay?"

The two medical staff held the mad patient in place in time to stop his madness.

The rest of the medical staff gathered around worriedly.

"Ah, I'm fine." Jiang Heng smiled warmly to reassure everyone.

"You're hurt!"

"It's bleeding!"

Jiang Heng was taken aback for a moment, and then felt a slight tingling on the side of his face.

The restrained patient looked up and saw the blood oozing from the wound on Jiang Heng's face. His expression, which had just calmed down for a while, became crazy again: "Devil's blood! It's the devil's blood!"

"Take him back to the ward, haven't given him today's medicine, let him take it immediately after placing him in place!" the head nurse reprimanded with a straight face.

The two medical staff nodded, pressed the patient, turned and left.

"Doctor Jiang, you'd better deal with the injury on your face." The head nurse said back.

Subconsciously, Jiang Heng wanted to raise his hand to touch the still stinging wound on his face, but a hand with sharp bones stretched out and grabbed his wrist.

"Doctor Jiang." The man's hoarse voice was wrapped in slightly itchy air, and he gently touched Jiang Heng's ear tip.

Jiang Heng flinched for a moment, rubbed the tips of his ears unnaturally, and turned around.

"Gu?" Jiang Heng called softly.

Gu put his thumb on Jiang Heng's chin, leaned down slightly, and brought his face closer to Jiang Heng: "Scratched?"

Jiang Heng closed his eyes reflexively, and gently covered his eyelashes to cover the flickering light in his pupils.

"Hmm..." He responded in a low voice.

Gu whispered: "Let me disinfect it for you."

Jiang Heng quickly said, "No need."

"I said, I hope you don't make yourself a patient." Gu looked at Jiang Heng helplessly, and let go of his chin.

He looked up at the head nurse and said, "Can I take Dr. Jiang to treat the wound?"

"Yes." The head nurse nodded and asked by the way, "How do you feel recently? At present, you are the most stable among the improved patients."

Gu nodded: "Very good, thank you."

Gu glanced at the direction where the patient was taken away just now: "The new patient is not easy to deal with?"

The head nurse sighed: "Yeah, there are a lot of mental problems, and the influence has been deeply ingrained."

"Has the patient been disinfected just now?" Gu suddenly asked.

The head nurse was stunned for a moment, and then understood what he was worried about: "Yes, don't worry, Dr. Jiang should be fine."

After getting the answer, Gu felt relieved, said goodbye to the head nurse, and dragged Jiang Heng to his ward, preparing to disinfect him.

"It's just a minor injury, there's no need to do this." Jiang Heng pursed his lips and smiled, a little embarrassed.

Gu held Jiang Heng's face, carefully disinfected it, and finally put a band-aid on the wound.

Jiang Heng touched the band-aid on his face and smiled, "Thank you."

"Why did you come to find me?" Jiang Heng asked.

Gu put the disinfection tools he took out back into the bedside table: "I haven't given you today's Rose."

Jiang Heng laughed, and looked down at the empty pockets on his chest: "No wonder I always feel that something is missing."

Gu took the rose out of the vase on the bedside table and folded it to Jiang Heng: "You haven't come to see me today, so I have to find you."

"It seems that this decision is correct, otherwise I might not be able to see you today." Gu's tone was as flat as ever, but Jiang Heng could hear a little grievance.

Jiang Heng put Qiangwei in his chest pocket habitually, and comforted him: "No."

"Have you had breakfast today?" Gu lowered his eyes and helped Jiang Heng straighten the rose on his chest.

Jiang Heng licked his lips unconsciously, and looked down at the rose flower: "I've eaten it."

Gu sighed: "You are lying to me."

Jiang Heng pursed his lips and did not answer.

"This is for you." Gu curled up his hand and stretched it out.

Jiang Heng subconsciously spread his hands.

A handful of candies fell into his palm, and the patterns on the candies were very beautiful, shining like gold dust.

"Candy?" On Jiang Heng's cheeks were dimples that were sweeter than sugar.

Gu chuckled lightly, and was in a good mood: "Yes, I'm afraid you may have hypoglycemia, so candy can be prepared at any time, and you can take it out and eat some when you have time."

Jiang Heng smiled and said, "Thank you—"

……

"what--!"

Jiang Heng was woken up by the ear-piercing screams, and found that it was the radio screaming indiscriminately.

"My God! You devil! What are you doing! You stop—!"