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Nothing strange happened in the second half of the night.

It's daylight.

The first person to wake up was Xinxin.

Last night, she didn't give the medical records to Lian Yan. He was too anxious, which made Xinxin uneasy.

Later, Nurse Liu appeared at the door of the ward, but what happened next frightened Xinxin.

Lian Yan didn't get the medical record, and many strange expressions appeared on his face instantly, including fear and struggle. A vein popped out in one of his hands, but the other hand pressed it tightly to prevent it from letting go. Go attack Xinxin.

This weird scene continued until "Head Nurse Liu" appeared.

She stood at the door of the ward and witnessed Lian Yan's weird behavior. However, "Mr. Liu" became furious as if she had been stimulated by something. She rushed into the ward and kicked Lian Yan to the ground, fiercely. She slapped him several times until Lian Yan vomited blood from his mouth before leaving.

And all this... makes Xinxin extremely uneasy.

She had already sensed that Lian Yan seemed to be fighting against some kind of will, and that he needed her help... but she refused to help him.

She didn't sleep well that night.

She woke up before seven in the morning, but when she woke up, Lian Yan was already standing by the window, with the violin placed on his collarbone.

The breeze is gentle and the sun is warm. It doesn't feel like being in a scary world at all.

Xinxin looked at his back. This man did not blame himself last night. Instead, he gave up the hospital bed and went to sleep on the sofa.

After hearing Xinxin's movements, Lian Yan turned his head slightly and glanced at her.

Xinxin avoided his gaze. She always felt that she was the one who should feel sorry.

"Did I wake you up?"

Lian Yan asked.

Xinxin immediately shook his head, how could he wake him up?

She just couldn't sleep well in this kind of environment, and she felt uneasy.

"Well, do you mind if I play a tune?"

The morning light shone slantly on him, as if he was attracted to him.

"of course not."

Xinxin said.

Lian Yan seemed a little surprised that Xinxin answered so quickly. He looked at her for a while and smiled: "Well, thank you."

Then he closed his eyes slightly, the breeze blew his broken hair, the bow moved, and the melody appeared... slowly flowing into the morning light.

Is he crazy?

Xinxin looked at him blankly. He looked too sober, and he was a violinist. Lian Yan's inner energy was much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Such a person...will have mental problems?

While listening to his violin, Xinxin looked at the medical record again.

It says clearly, necrophilia...

This man named Lian Yan is a necrophiliac.

Xinxin is very aware of the dangers of this game, and even more aware of the dangers of Lian Yan. She can't get too close to him, let alone get curious about him. However... dangerous things are always more charming.

She convinced herself in her heart that this was to quickly discover the story behind Ping An Hospital and help find a real way to survive.

But Xinxin herself knew her true thoughts...she just wanted to understand him.

There was an aura about Lian Yan that Xinxin was familiar with but also resisted.

She was extremely puzzled and wanted to find the source of this aura.

Lian Yan, who played the violin in the morning light, was full of energy. Even the hospital clothes he wore could not hide his sharpness. He was bold and elegant, soothing and passionate. The notes danced between his fingers, and it was even difficult to distinguish. It was such tiny details. The sunshine embellishes him, or he embellishes the sunshine.

Xinxin looked at the words on the medical record, but there was no reason for his illness. This made her feel like a cat's claw scratching her heart, full of desire to find out.

At this time... the violin sound suddenly stopped. Even if Xinxin didn't understand the music, he could feel that the stop at this time was an "abrupt stop" and that part of the movement had not been played.

Lian Yan put down the violin gently and looked at the speaker in the upper right corner of the ward.

Xinxin followed his gaze, and the next moment, a voice came from the loudspeaker: "Nurses in each ward, come to the main building immediately to get medicine, and let the patients take it before eight o'clock."

Is it the voice of Head Nurse Liu?

People in other wards also heard this sound.

"go quickly."

Lian Yan said.

Xinxin nodded, knowing that this matter could not be delayed, she immediately took the medical record and left the ward.

However, she did not lock the door.

This is intentional.

Lian Yan... a being that she couldn't tell whether he was a human or a ghost. Even if he was a ghost, it seemed unusual.

This made Xinxin want to try what he wanted to do.

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Leaving the ward, the road to the main building was a large area of ​​cement. It was only after dawn that they could really see clearly that the walls around the hospital were not tall.

However... there was nothing outside.

There was obviously sky above, white clouds, sunshine, and even breeze, water vapor, and the smell of earth... But when I looked out over the wall, there was only a turbid white.

It is like a clip cut out from a film, losing its cause and effect, but retaining the original elements and developing independently.

Ping An Hospital is indeed an independent and strange world.

It only exists within this area. It is extremely weird, but it does exist.

Downstairs, several people met.

However... Li Daiping and Chen Zhiyuan disappeared, and Wen Liangsheng looked very bad and kept coughing.

Are those two people dead?

Qin Manjiang looked at everyone, and now only he, Jian Cunxin, Wen Liangsheng, and Xinxin were left.

The mood is a bit complicated. This game lasted for seven days in total. Just one night later, two people died, including Chen Zhiyuan, a veteran player from ten seats.

The cloud of despair slowly enveloped everyone.

Xinxin glanced at Wen Liangsheng and asked, "Are you okay? Why are you coughing so hard?"

Wen Liangsheng waved his hand and coughed: "Ahem...it's okay...maybe...I caught a cold last night...cough cough cough cough..."

He coughed so hard that Qin Manjiang and Jian Cunxin couldn't help but look at him.

It's not like he just caught a cold.

"By the way, do you have your medical records with you?" Qin Manjiang suddenly asked.

Xinxin and Jian Cunxin nodded, but Wen Liangsheng looked at Qin Manjiang strangely: "Do I need to bring my medical record to get the medicine?"

"That's not true. I just think that the status of those patients is related to the medical records. You can't hand this thing to them, otherwise they are likely to acquire weird abilities related to mental illness."

Having said this, Qin Manjiang looked at Ward No. 1 and Ward No. 6: "I suspect that the two of them failed to come because the medical records fell into the hands of the patients."

"Impossible." Wen Liangsheng said firmly.

"Ah?" Qin Manjiang looked at him in surprise, "Have you already handed over your medical records?"

Wen Liangsheng shook his head: "Ahem, cough...not entirely...the medical record is indeed no longer with me, but nothing happened to me."

As soon as he said this, Qin Manjiang, Xinxin, and Jian Cunxin immediately distanced themselves and looked at him warily.

"You said nothing happened?" Qin Manjiang glanced at his pale face, "I think your lungs are about to cough up!"