Chapter 952: Shengchun First People's Hospital 9

Chapter 952 Shengchun First People's Hospital 9Updated chapters at novelhall.com

Unable to summarize any useful information, the middle-aged man had no choice but to give up.

"Attention everyone, if you can act together, don't disperse. The second thing in this game is death, it's too **** evil."

Compared with them, Yang Jie was more nervous.

Brother Li told him about this a long time ago, but after experiencing it himself, he felt more and more terrible about interference games.

One day goes by like this

It's night again

Yang Jie nervously checked the locked door, then moved the stool and medicine cabinet, and blocked all the doors.

"It's useless if you block so much."

Brother Li sat on the bed and said: "The murderer is not necessarily a person. This hospital is so evil, there must be ghosts. Can you use the door to hold ghosts?"

"Brother Li, don't scare me."

"Sleep."

I could still sleep, but now I can't sleep at all.

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Staff dormitory at this time

Fu Anan glanced at Chen Die, who was on the phone outside every day, and wrapped herself in the blanket.

Sleeping with that thing, it shouldn't be too scary.

midnight

Chen Die did go out again last night, I didn't expect her to hold grudges like this. Someone touched porcelain yesterday, but today he killed him.

wanted to borrow a cell phone, which scared her for two nights in a row. Now he looked like he hadn't done anything yet, smiling softly at her.

Really know ghosts, face but not heart.

With two dark circles under her eyes, Fu Anan gave her a false smile, turned and went upstairs to get rid of her.

In her haste, she also bumped into someone.

The information in this person's hand slipped and scattered to every floor.

Hiss!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Fu Anan quickly picked up the materials around him.

Relying on Chen Die, she deeply understood that the NPCs in the game cannot be provoked. If she meets someone who is superficially magnanimous but actually has a small belly, she can scare everyone to death.

She quickly picked up all the materials, folded them neatly and handed them to this person.

"fine."

A warm voice sounded from upstairs.

Fu Anan glanced at the nameplate on his chest—Mu Zihan.

is the man who has appeared in the diary many times and has never met.

"Nurse Fu, what are you doing?"

The person on the opposite side asked, bringing Fu An back to his senses, "I, I'm fine, Mu, Dr. Mu, you should do your work first."

After she finished speaking, she ran away with her head buried in "shyness".