Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Chapter 125 Ankang No. 4 Mental Hospital 8. You are a very good head nurse

Ankang Fourth Mental Hospital is a hospital with a perfect management system.

Ye Qingqing told herself this with her signature smile on her face. She led the nurses to push open the door to the ninth floor at 8:30 sharp.

"Stop! Don't run! I can't eat you!"

"Stop him! Little mute! Stop him now!"

"Li Zi! Surround him! Surround him!!"

"Momo, you're just in time. Hurry up and catch the stupid doctor!"

"Ouch, thanks bro!"

There was chaos everywhere, medical records were scattered all over the floor, Ye Qingqing's program got stuck, she rolled her eyes and fainted.

He Feng finally tied up Yu Qiming and when he looked up, he saw Ye Qingqing who had fainted.

He was a little confused and looked at Shen Zishu uncertainly, his eyes blank and innocent.

Shen Zishu smiled and said, "It's not your problem. It's that they can't bear it."

He Feng nodded in agreement.

As for why he wanted to pursue Yu Qiming, that can be explained.

At 7:30 in the copy time, He Feng got up in a daze and began to wash up. When he finished eating the meal made by his boyfriend, it was exactly 8:00. He took Shen Zishu to Yu Qiming's office and scared Dr. Yu, who was drinking soy milk, half to death.

There were no problems so far, so He Feng began to ask questions.

Talk about what kind of patients there are these days, then talk about how low the hospital salaries are, and criticize the stingy director with Dr. Xiao Yu.

Finally, we started discussing other patients.

"If you ask me, the patients on the eighth floor are the most difficult to deal with." Yu Qiming was not on guard at all. He opened and closed his mouth and blurted out important information: "There are all kinds of people, and one of them looks a lot like the dean."

He Feng: Oh no.

After a few more attempts, He Feng successfully got the access card needed to get out to the eighth floor, and the access card was in Doctor Xiao Yu's pocket.

He Feng showed his signature smile, curved his lips, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Dr. Xiao Yu with a look full of determination.

Doctor Xiao Yu, feeling a chill on his back, was stunned. He turned around and saw He Feng rushing towards him.

Doctor Xiao Yu let out a yell and ran away.

So, at 8:30 in the morning, when the nurses came to work, they saw a chaotic corridor and He Feng who successfully captured Dr. Xiao Yu with the help of the patients.

After pinching her philtrum for a while, Ye Qingqing slowly woke up. Her voice was faint and she was hoping for the best: "I seemed to see Xiao Feng chasing Xiao Yu all over the corridor. Was I seeing things?"

Wenwen showed a heartbroken expression, she closed her eyes and shook her head.

Ye Qingqing almost couldn't catch her breath. She struggled to get up, looked at the mess, and almost fainted again.

Seeing her like this, He Feng, who was lowering his head, suddenly remembered Ning Simu who fainted twice in Jing'an School, and he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Hey! Doctor!!"

At 9:00, He Feng, who had obtained a new access card, rubbed his ears which were hurt by the scolding.

It seems that every head nurse scolds people so loudly. His head nurse in the real world was like this before. When she scolded him, she wanted the whole hospital to hear it. When she felt sorry for him, she really felt sorry for him. She would buy whatever He Feng pointed at.

Of course, it is within her ability, and don't even think about it if it is beyond her ability.

He Feng stretched lazily.

It has been about two months since he entered the horror game, and he misses the nurses in the hospital.

"When we get out of here, I'll take you to meet my biological sister, the head nurse of the hospital where I live." He Feng laughed softly and turned to look at Shen Zishu: "She will probably make things difficult for you, so that you can also see the power of your mother's family."

"Okay." Shen Zishu smiled and followed He Feng's steps: "I'm looking forward to it."

Because He Feng turned himself into an NPC, he now had an access card that could open all doors.

With the white access card between his fingertips, He Feng walked through the corridor in a leisurely manner, looking very proud.

The players cheered out of respect, but were suppressed by Ye Qingqing's curse.

The access card was placed close to the elevator, and with a beep, the elevator door opened. He Feng and Shen Zishu walked in and pressed the button for the eighth floor.

The elevator was very steady and reached the eighth floor in a short while.

The specially made door slowly opened, and He Feng frowned at the scene in front of him.

There was a disgusting smell in the air and the corridor was littered with garbage, which formed a stark contrast with the ninth floor.

In such a dirty place, nurses in white coats and masks pushed patients wrapped like dumplings around.

That touch of white became the cleanest thing on the entire eighth floor.

"Raising a tiger to cause trouble" was activated, and the value increased wildly. He Feng drew out Dawn and split it into two. Shen Zishu beside him reached out to take it.

The divine outfit "Feeding Rage" quickly wrapped around his body. In the blood-colored mist, He Feng tiptoed the ground and rushed out fiercely.

Broken limbs and splattered blood, all the dirt that could not get on He Feng's white coat would be swallowed up by the black mist.

This was still a one-sided massacre. The NPC being chopped had no room to resist and would even have his head chopped off before he could run a few steps.

Ten minutes later, He Feng casually wiped off the blood on the double-edged sword and looked at the man who had begun to transform at the end of the corridor.

"Boyfriend." He Feng said lazily: "Kill him."

The air suddenly began to vibrate, shattering and then piecing together again, opening a path for Shen Zishu.

Before Sun Li could even open his mouth, his head was chopped off by a knife. His legs went limp and he fell to the ground, dead.

Shen Zishu walked on the shattered void and returned to He Feng's side. He bent down and kissed the corner of He Feng's eye.

[Okay, this couple is really good.]

[Oh my god, how did Goff jump from one end to the other in such a short time? He just killed him with one blow, right? That's amazing.]

The barrage was restricted and turned into asterisks, but He Feng knew what it meant. It was nothing more than killing a small BOSS. It was so simple but there was a restriction. The system really had nothing to do.

All those who might get in the way were hacked to death, and He Feng began to patrol the eighth floor.

Well, it gave him the feeling that all the patients on this floor were being abused.

The layout of the eighth floor is the same as that of the ninth floor, both have 23 wards, but the eighth floor is like a garbage dump.

He Feng looked at each ward after another, and the more he looked, the more he felt that he had done a good job.

The patients were either tied up or had their movements restricted. Their eyes were dull and they looked dazed and pitiful.

He Feng looked around and finally opened the door of 911 again and greeted the old man who was sitting on the bed in a straitjacket and looking out the window.

Cui Minglang paused, slowly turned his head, looked at the young man without saying a word.

"Cui Minglang?" He Feng picked up the medical record hanging beside the bed and took a look: "The disease is Alzheimer's? They are joking."

The young man in front of him did not make people feel uncomfortable like those things made up of data. Cui Minglang knew that these two people were players.

He turned his head, still looking out the window, his originally straight waist bent slightly, making him look like he had suddenly aged ten years.

The gray hair cannot tell the bitterness of the past six years, and the wrinkles on the face are filled with endless suffering.

Cui Minglang's eyes were red, but the old man was stubborn and refused to look back, not wanting the younger generation to see him crying.

"You can end this, right?" Although it was a question, Cui Minglang was very sure. He seemed to have been drained of all his strength and was a little weak: "I finally waited for you."

He Feng didn't say anything. He looked at the old man's weathered back and thought of the old man who liked to grow flowers. His emotions fluctuated for a moment.

Shen Zishu, who was standing by, looked worried and didn't know how to comfort him.

The people in the live broadcast room were confused and had no idea what this meant.

[I don’t understand why. Does this old man know Brother He? No way?]

[What is waiting for? What is ending? Why does it remind me of Xiao Liming?]

[Is this old man's identity very important? He looks very similar.]

"Dean." He Feng said, "Please tell me your wish."

"Wish, what a beautiful word." Cui Minglang closed his eyes: "I hope you can cure all the patients, I hope you can find the medicine that the head nurse lost, and I also hope you can kill it."

"Ding! Players He Feng and Shen Zishu trigger the main mission 2! The specific tasks of the main mission 2 are now updated!

Player main mission 2: Fulfill the three wishes of Cui Minglang, director of Ankang Fourth Mental Hospital.

1. Treat all patients on the 1th floor of the main building of Ankang Fourth Mental Hospital (Progress 23/)

2. Find all the medicines that Head Nurse Ye Qingqing lost

3.＊"

He Feng raised his eyebrows.

He didn't care what "all potions" meant for now; he only looked at the asterisk.

You say the system can't afford to play, it makes the dean wish to kill the semicolon machine, you say it can afford to play, the task is not displayed, and you are directly given an asterisk.

Good, good, it is worthy of being a hidden system.

"I promise you." He Feng stepped forward to untie Cui Minglang's straitjacket: "I have a few questions that I need the dean's help to answer."

Now that the thing that had bound him for five and a half years was freed, Cui Minglang had long forgotten how to use his hands.

He looked at the young man in front of him and smiled: "Young man, please speak."

The question that He Feng is most concerned about is where this "it" is.

It’s a pity that Cui Minglang didn’t understand it very well, but he had a few suspicions, the morgue on the underground floor, the second floor, and the top floor.

He Feng wrote it down, and then asked how many doses of the medicine there were in total.

Cui Minglang knew that there were eight copies in total, scattered throughout the main building.

"One last question." He Feng asked, "Can you tell me the reason why you jumped off the building?"

After a short time together, Cui Minglang admired the young man's clever mind. Even if he couldn't tell the truth directly, just one or two words were enough: "I don't know the inside story, but I know that the reason you jumped off the building was not due to drugs."

He Feng frowned.

If the drugs the players took were not the underlying cause of their jump, then what else could it be?

He Feng was a little confused. He thought silently, and after following the whole line, he suddenly found something wrong.

Who says that the medicine distributed in the dungeon will definitely harm the players? Can't it be really for the players' benefit?

He had a preconceived notion that dungeons and players were in an antagonistic relationship, so the things in dungeons were of no help to the players.

What if this is the effect the system wants?

Thinking that drugs are problematic, players try every possible means to avoid taking them.

But what players can't imagine is that this drug might just be the thing that prevents players from jumping off the building.

In this way, the players will definitely fall into the trap and jump to their death.

"Thank you, old man." He Feng chuckled and waved at Cui Minglang: "I'll go get some help for you, just wait."

He Feng left after he finished speaking. He and Shen Zishu took the elevator back to the ninth floor and called the nurses over, saying that the dean had returned and was on the eighth floor. After hearing this, the nurses left happily, leaving only Ye Qingqing at the end of the corridor.

"I've always been curious, what would happen if the NPC created by the horror game system had thoughts?" He Feng chuckled: "I think I know now, it makes you stay here forever, right?"

I can’t say when I realized something was wrong with the young man.

But looking at He Feng who was so familiar with everyone, Ye Qingqing couldn't open her mouth to drive him away.

This hospital hasn't been as noisy as it has been recently for a long time. It was so noisy that it seemed as if it really existed.

He Feng realized yesterday that Ye Qingqing might have escaped the control of the achievement system. How could an NPC who had been programmed with a designated program allow players to run around? This could only mean that there was something wrong with Ye Qingqing.

Perhaps the achievement system really changed her program at the beginning, but Ye Qingqing was also an exception mentioned by the achievement system.

She is an NPC with self-awareness created by the Gou system.

Unlike Cui Minglang, she is a program, a piece of data that was so weak that it was judged to be unable to threaten the Gou system and was exiled.

"What does a real hospital look like?" Ye Qingqing asked, "I've always been curious."

"There are head nurses like you, nurses like Dandan and Wenwen, doctors like Xiaochun, ward rounds, coaxing patients to take medicine, and lessons by holding their ears. More importantly, it does have life and death, but it is not a forced or confused death. It is a sorrow that cannot be reversed by any means, a despair that will only be encountered when you are tortured to the point of being unable to hold on, and a happy departure with white hair." He Feng laughed and thought of his head nurse: "You are very similar to my head nurse sister. You both look fierce, but you always think about the patients. You are a very good head nurse."

"Really?" Ye Qingqing also laughed, preparing to face her own destruction: "That's really, great."

"Ding, the horror game system has been stopped from destroying the little boss Ye Qingqing."

The sudden sound made Ye Qingqing look up suddenly. She looked at He Feng, and something lit up in her eyes.

"Sister." He Feng gave her a big smile: "I have something to trouble you with. Where are those medicines you lost?"

Ye Qingqing waved her hand and asked He Feng to wait. She had long forgotten those places, but she should have made some notes.

He left right after saying that, without even waiting for He Feng to try to keep him.

After learning that she would not be wiped out, Ye Qingqing felt like she was injected with chicken blood, and every move she made revealed vitality.

If the previous Ye Qingqing was passive and numb, the current Ye Qingqing can do whatever she wants according to her own thoughts, freely and unrestrainedly.

He Feng looked at Ye Qingqing's back and nodded with satisfaction.

That's how it should be.