NOVEL NEXT Chapter 15
He tried his best to stop him with his hand, indicating that he couldn’t write, and his performance seemed to be… a little afraid of pen and paper.
The doctor noticed this keenly, his eyes flashed slightly, and he tried to push the paper forward again. Sure enough, Yu Qing took another step back, and his panicked eyes suddenly turned red.
“Oh, did you experience something that makes you scared of paper and pen?”
Yu Qing nodded. After a while, as if he had finally found someone who understood him, he looked at the doctor with grateful eyes.
Being relied on wholeheartedly by a patient made the doctor feel better. After thinking for a while, he sat up and said, “Here, enter your name yourself.”
Yu Qing nodded. After bowing and thanking him many times, he pointed his finger. He skillfully put down the keyboard, and while the doctor was getting water, he folded out a piece of code. The name displayed in the column was only one letter: π.
A very concise name and easy to pronounce.
The doctor put down the water glass, took a satisfied look, asked Yu Qing to stand aside, and then motioned for the others to come forward.
The young man in Tang clothes quietly observed, thinking: Since the dean had given special attention to the name, it must be some weird rules that involved people names!
So – if they were called on, they shouldn’t say their real name and never use a simple one.
It was better to use something hard to pronounce and something that people hated, then… the young man took a step forward, lowered his head tentatively, “You… you you you… you you you you… you hey hey hey hello you !”
The doctor’s hand trembled as he held the water glass: “?”
The young man: “No, no, no… no – I’m sorry, I… I, I, I… stutter!”
“Sh… say! …Singing, names are usually done with…singing!”
The doctor slowly looked back and maintained a good service attitude: “Okay… thank you!”
After saying the last sentence, the young man shook his head. He took off his collar and cleared his throat: “My name is… Qiongiongjieli, hanxieyiqi, jujuduxing, tihuguanding…”
Doctor: “???”
His hand speed… couldn’t keep up.
So, he looked at the young man with some doubts, and the young man paused, “Why…what? You…not finish memorizing?” I’ll…do it again!”
Yu Qing clenched his hands, pinching the palm of his hand with his fingernails to prevent him from laughing. Then, he saw after the male doctor finished writing down, he took out a name badge from the drawer and put it himself on impatiently, and continued: “Next one.”
The name badge was turned upside down. When the light was slightly facing outward, Yu Qing could clearly see the name on it: Xu Han.
[“Finger”, the plot exploration level is 5%. Pay attention to see if there is a broken finger on doctor Xu Han’s hand!]
Doctor Xu Han’s hand…Yu Qing looked over according to the system prompts, and there was no broken finger!
His hand was intact, but the ring was missing. There was not even a ring mark on the ring finger, no! wrong!
Yu Qing suddenly remembered something, and a deep chill ran down his back to his neck, bringing out goosebumps all over his body.
In the morgue upstairs, the corpse that he held in his arms at the beginning also had two words written on it – Xu Han.
Dong-dong-dong – The heartbeat accelerated in vain, and cold sweat wetted the palms of his hands. While Yu Qing was thinking, he found a group of people had already signed up and stood in a row according to the doctor’s instructions.
He listened to the doctor: “The rules of our sanatorium, at night, it will be haunted, so every day a patient is sent upstairs to guard the morgue. I will randomly call the names of those who are on guarding duty.”
It was indeed a roll call!
Yu Qing and the young man in Tang clothes paused at the same time and looked at each other.
The sanatorium at night was extremely dangerous. What was the difference between going to the morgue and going directly to die?
Everyone quickly realized this, lowered their heads, raised their hearts, and clasped their hands in fear and uneasiness.
Next to the computer, the printer was humming. The doctor exported the patient list, and then discovered that there were ten patients in total, but in the list it had more than 20 pages???
Each name took up at least two pages.
Moreover, some people insisted on saying that they were blind and wanted to write their names on paper. In fact, what they write was no different from ghost drawings, and they insisted that their name was this!
Doctor: “…”
He needed to ask names, not to die from sore throat?
Oh, right.
The doctor’s eyes moved, and he suddenly remembered Yu Qing’s “π”. He felt that this name was the simplest, so he breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at Yu Qing’s name column, and found that it had become: 3.1415926… endlessly.
Finally, perhaps the computer program was afraid of being overburdened, so after spending two pieces of paper, it added six dots to Yu Qing’s name, marking: Endless Continuation.
“Uh… Hu… Hu Biao.”
Finally, the doctor’s eyes turned to the unconscious rapist: “Hu Biao will be guarding the morgue tonight. Let’s go to the first floor and ask the nurse to get the room card. There are two people in the sanatorium ward. Please abide by the arrangement and go down.”
Everyone escaped and left the clinic quickly, with Yu Qing walking at the end.
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The depressing consulting room gradually became dead with the disappearance of the living people. The cold chill was like moist tentacles, colorless and invisible, spreading all-pervasively. It lightly touched his earrings and entangled his steps. The door in front was getting closer and closer, Yu Qing’s steps became slower and slower.
Finally, he arrived at the door, with a layer of cold sweat on his forehead. He just took half a step forward when he heard the doctor’s cold voice coming from behind him: “Stop.”
Patients couldn’t disobey the doctors.
So, Yu Qing slowly turned around.