NOVEL NEXT Chapter 14
Yu Qing immediately put away the knife, raised his eyes alertly, and saw eight people running together to the third floor.
The moment his eyes touched; the live broadcast room became excited again.
[Hey, there are quite a few newcomers who survived this time, which is interesting.]
The eight people survived the disaster, panting, and were led by a young man wearing traditional Chinese clothes with copper coins and talismans hanging on his body.
They seemed to have formed an alliance. After making sure it was safe, they counted the number of people before they felt relieved and found a place to rest. Because of the nervousness, there was no exchange of words during the whole process.
The deep silence of the night.
No one knew how many cannibalistic things were hidden in the endless darkness.
Tonight, probably… nothing would happen again…
[Didi-di-di-di-]
Yu Qing was woken up by the sound of the alarm.
When he opened his eyes, a dazzling light came straight at him, making it difficult for him to adapt.
Yu Qing stretched out his hand to block it, and the sharp announcement pierced his eardrums, with a mandatory command: “At eight o’clock in the morning, all dangers disappear, and the nursing home begin to officially work. All patients who have obtained the name badges have to go to the lobby on the first floor to register.”
“Repeat, at eight o’clock in the morning, all dangers disappear…”
Yu Qing rubbed his sore ears, feeling a little confused.
Morning…?
He was pulled up by the young man in traditional clothes. In order to survive, the strong man covered in injuries also limped along.
But… when they passed the stairs, the black mist had completely dissipated.
The sun was shining everywhere, the flowers and plants were bright, and even the walls covered with scarlet bloodstains had become white and smooth. At first glance, they looked no different from a normal sanatorium.
Last night, the BOSS that pestered them to explore everywhere was gone.
The corridors were empty.
Yu Qing’s fingertips trembled as he put the knife into the system space.
When going downstairs, for some reason, he paused on the stairs for a while, his eyelashes drooping, his mood dark and unclear.
The live broadcast room explained: [He is thinking about his husband.]
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The sound of rustling footsteps arrived downstairs together. The nurse at the front desk was wearing a white coat and had a sweet voice. She handed out bells to every host who passed by.
She muttered: “This is the bell that the dean has consecrated by the master. It is the key to prove everyone’s identity.”
“The sanatorium will be haunted at night, and the ghosts will not kill those who wear the bell. Everyone must tie it carefully on the wrist after getting it.”
“In addition, here, only doctors can harm patients at will, and you are not allowed to fight with doctors. Please keep this in mind.” Her outstretched fingertips were slender, pale and tender. The rapist swallowed unconsciously and his eyes went straight.
But… forced to be in a dungeon, the man only took the bell, gritted his teeth, and stayed away unwillingly. No one knew how much attention he paid to what the nurse said.
Yu Qing was at the end of the team, staring at the system screen as he walked forward.
The people in the live broadcast room looked at him seriously, and before any doubts arose, they saw him reach out and buy a bottle of “healing potion”.
[Item name: Healing potion]
[Item function: Drink three sips in a row to repair all scars on the body]
[Price: 30,000]
Healing potion were the best-selling items in the system mall, and the price had always been high. Additionally, after three sips, it could cure both internal and external injuries.
[Yu Qing doesn’t have many points left.] A worried audience in the live broadcast room said: [The only injury on his arm was caused by himself, so he doesn’t need to use it, right?]
[Please, is it a problem for people to spend money to treat their injuries when they earn points themselves? Is it wrong for my wife to be more delicate?]
[No, I’m just worried about his points status. Why are you choking me?]
The number of people in the live broadcast room remained stable at 10,000+, and sporadic comment argued with each other. They debated when Yu Qing would drink the medicine, and they noticed that after everyone walked away, he reached out and handed over the bottle of medicine bought with 30,000 points to the little nurse.
The nurse was startled, looking at him with watery eyes, and heard him say: “Three sips may be able to cure your injury. If it doesn’t work, just drink it all.”
After that, he took the bell by himself and tied it with one hand onto his wrist, following the person in front of him all the way.
The little nurse was stunned and lowered her head. For a long time, tears filled her eyes.
She reached for the bottle of potion with trembling hands, and her sleeves fell slightly with her movement, revealing a bruise on her wrist.
After receiving the bell on the first floor, they had to go to the doctor on the second floor for examination and register their name and symptoms.
Since then, Yu Qing’s live broadcast room has been in chaos.
[No, is the anchor mentally ill? That’s thirty thousand points, thirty thousand! Who can be so generous and reward him every day? It would be better for him to use it himself than to comfort NPCs?]
[Don’t tell me, that nurse has a lot of scars on her body, on her neck and on her head. You can see them if you pay more attention. Qingqing must have seen them too, and that’s why he gave her medicine.]
[Wow, my wife is so kind.]
[I think Yu Qing must have a reason for doing this.]
Not long after the comment was posted, the door to the psychiatric department on the second floor opened, and the doctor began to ask names one by one.
The rapist walked in the front. Seeing the male doctor in front of him wearing glasses and being polite, he immediately slapped the table and said, “Hu Biao.”
The male doctor smiled and nodded, and started typing on the computer. Maybe it was because he felt the day was not scary, or maybe because the NPCs were very well-behaved today, Hu Biao’s inexplicable confidence came back to him.
Bang bang bang – he continued to pat the table with his good hand and asked: “My shoulder is broken; can I treat it here?”
The male doctor smiled and replied: “No, we are a sanatorium here, only a psychiatric department.”
“Fuck.” Hu Biao was a little impatient. He could have bought the medicine himself, but Yu Qing defrauded him of all his points, so he had to ask for help from the NPC. So, he went out of his way and grabbed the male doctor by the collar: “Do you think I’m a vegetarian? Such a big nursing home can’t even treat any injuries… ahhh!”
However, before he finished his sentence, he discovered that something happened to the hand holding the male doctor’s collar. The upper skin and flesh were peeling off at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon, dense white bones were exposed. Hu Biao was trembling in pain. He wanted to call for help and scream, but a hypnotic needle was stabbed directly into his neck.
After a while, he was foaming at the mouth and fell to the ground twitching. The eyes of the people behind him were wide open in shock, and they could not close their mouths.
Some of the timid ones even turned their heads and vomited unbearably. The male doctor frowned and looked a little impatient. Just as he was about to reprimand, he saw the dean in a suit passing by outside.
His expression immediately improved and he chased after him in a few steps. “Click”, the door closed tightly, and a rustling sound came from outside——
“Dean, why are you here in person?”
“Just to remind you, you must remember the name; we will keep it… useful”
“Yes, yes, I must…”
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After the male doctor left, the room became more and more chaotic, with discussions and sobs mixed together.
Only Yu Qing and the young man in traditional clothes in front of him were still calm.
The young man opened his mouth and reminded in an orderly manner: “The nurse just said we can’t fight with the doctors, so if you don’t break the rules, it will be fine. Everyone, be obedient and tell your names…?”
However, before he finished speaking, he realized that his sleeves were tugged.
The young man turned around and saw Yu Qing shaking his head to stop him.
Immediately, he saw Yu Qing taking the initiative to walk to the front of the team, to the male doctor’s table.
At this time, the male doctor came back, kicked Hu Biao away, raised his right hand, and held up his glasses with his middle finger, like a judge who sentenced him to death.
“You next,” he said.
After the voice fell, the room returned to silence. This silence was mixed with the smell of Hu Biao’s blood, which made people dare not breathe loudly. The longer the time went on, the more deadly silence became.
Yu Qing stepped forward and made hesitant gestures.
The doctor was a little impatient: “Tell me your name.”
“A…A… Aba…Aba…”
Yu Qing opened his mouth, his brows furrowed deeply. He tried his best to make a simple voice and pointed to his own throat with some sadness.
The male doctor looked at it for a while, and then he understood: “Oh, it turns out you are mute.”
After hearing this, Yu Qing’s face paused, as if he was really heartbroken, his eyes drooped, tears came at the first sign, and he clasped his hands tightly, moving back and forth as if he were apologizing for being unable to make a sound.
The male doctors couldn’t bear to look at him.
So, he took a pen and paper and put it on the table: “You write, write it down.”
But he didn’t expect the moment Yu Qing saw the paper in front of him, he took half a step back, and his pupils suddenly dilated.