Watch Out! Danger Ahead

Compared to the feelings of doctors and nurses, Song Qingxiao felt that time flies too fast.

The ‘ta-ta’ sound in my mind is like a countdown to a bomb about to detonate. The disappearance of No. 5 adds a lot of difficulty to this task.

Except for the patients, the medical staff were very quiet, as if they were enduring something.

The silent TV on the wall was still playing, and the patients seemed to feel that something was wrong. No one spoke at will. Everyone sat upright with their legs close to their legs.

The atmosphere was very depressing. Song Qing was preparing to find an excuse. When she left temporarily to look for the whereabouts of the man with glasses, the TV screen on the wall flickered, and then the picture of "Zi" turned into a snowflake, which was playing. The silent content disappeared.

When the surroundings were extremely quiet, when a sound suddenly rang, not only Zhu Xiaoke beside Song Qingxiao was frightened, but even Liu Yixun also showed anxious and uneasy expression.

The snowflake clip on the TV lasted for four or five seconds, and then the screen jumped and the previous content appeared again.

"Congratulations to our hospital for another advanced..." What Song Qingxiao has been able to memorize over the past few days is what Song Qingxiao has been able to recite back and forth.

In the hospital, an elderly doctor in a white uniform was introducing the successful treatment of the psychiatric hospital. His happy smile on TV matched the situation at this time, and the atmosphere was more eerie and gloomy.

‘When patient XX was admitted to the hospital...’ the doctor was still introducing him, said few words, and then there was another ‘zi’, the screen flickered twice, and was replaced by snowflakes again.

Such a situation is not unusual, and it is obvious that someone is doing something.

A few seconds later, the snowflakes on the TV screen disappeared, and the male doctor's beaming face appeared on the TV again: ‘Congratulations to our hospital for another innovation...’

After repeating this twice, everyone's eyes first fell on the TV. Except for more than 20 patients, the medical staff did not dare to watch this TV anymore, as if there were evil spirits in the TV, and one glance would **** people away. of.

"I can not stand it any more……"

Tu Xiaoyun muttered to himself, stretched out his hands and hugged his head: "I really can't take it anymore."

She burst into tears. Everyone’s life has been difficult these few days. Death enveloped this hospital. One after another happened, making all people extremely tense, like a string stretched to the extreme, on the verge of coming. Broken edge.

Since Dr. Zhou, everyone’s death has increased the burden on the medical staff. Everyone is afraid that there will be a murder in the next moment, and that the next person who dies will be his turn. I have been in awe, even feeling it. Can't sleep.

Everyone's complexion is already very bad, and they still need to bear the pressure of taking care of the patients at work.

The patient can roll and cry when he is sick, but the medical staff can only bear it on their own. They have long been overwhelmed. At this time, the TV problem suddenly became the last straw that crushed Tu Xiaoyun's heart. She screamed and turned to the wall. Crash: "Give me a pleasure, I can't stand it..."

Song Qingxiao was about two steps away from her, and when he noticed that Tu Xiaoyun was in a bad mood, it was too late to catch her.

The other nurses had been scared long ago, and there was no time to stop her. She banged her head against the wall with a bang, her fingers pressed against the wall, and her fingertips grabbed the paint off the wall.

The impact was not light, but she seemed to feel no pain. She gritted her teeth and wanted to hit her again. Song Qing caught her by the collar and dragged her back. She was still making trouble:

"I can't stand it anymore, let me die, let me die!"

"Stop it!"

Song Qingxiao forcefully threw her back into the nurses. The patient who was sitting next to him was gradually out of control due to the influence of Tu Xiaoyun. Song Qing glanced at the TV. The picture of snowflakes on the TV had just passed and was on. The elderly male doctor smiled and repeated: "Congratulations to our hospital for another innovation... XX patient was depersonalized when he was admitted to the hospital... After treatment..."

At this point, the screen flashed twice again, and there was a sound of ‘Zi’, and the male doctor’s smile was replaced by snowflakes again and disappeared.

"When TV is like this, someone must be making trouble behind it. I'll go downstairs and have a look."

When she said this, Tu Xiaoyun, who hit her forehead with bruises, was stunned. The faces of several nurses who caught her showed hesitation. Liu Yixun said nothing. The remaining security guards in the security room bowed their heads and looked down. Dodge, just don't dare to look at her.

At this time, everyone knew that someone was behind the scenes on the TV, and this person was most likely the man with glasses who murdered before.

Even if there were so many people at the scene, everyone had been frightened by the death of Dr. Hu and others. No one dared to suggest going downstairs and watching.

The place where the TV broadcast was controlled was on the first floor. As early as the time of the accident, it had been closed down, and it was full of the bodies of people who had died in the hospital recently, and no one came in or out.

After Song Qing finished her novel, she walked to the elevator entrance on the side of the nurse's desk. The elevator stayed on the third floor. As soon as she pressed the door, the door opened with a bang.

Because of her fight with No. 4 before, the elevator wall was slightly deformed. Naturally, no one came to repair it during this period. When the door was closed, it didn't go smoothly. It made a'clanging' sound, and the door was closed for the last time. Within a second of, Song Qingxiao raised his head and glanced at the TV on the wall. The TV was still flashing a snowflake~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This time dozens of seconds had passed, and the male doctor’s face did not appear. On TV.

The door slammed shut, and the faces of a group of nurses sitting together showed anxiety.

Sixth, who was sitting in the patient's room, rolled his eyes, and those eyes that had been dull and cloudy slowly became energetic and clear.

In the cramped space of the elevator, Song Qingxiao had originally planned to press the first floor, but awkwardly pressed the second floor.

Judging from the TV problem, the hiding place for the man with glasses should be undoubtedly on the first floor. This man has secretive methods and killed three people in a row. Song Qingxiao has not found his way to kill.

It was initially judged that he should be poisoned, but it is hard to say how the poison was poisoned.

Number 5 just disappeared at this moment. If Number 5 is the guardian, it's fine. If Number 5 is also a hunter like the Spectacle Man, then the two will most likely join forces in order to complete the task in the remaining time.

From the beginning of the trial to the present, more than four days have passed. Among the six people who came in, the seemingly strongest gunman, No. 4, was the first to die. On the contrary, this cowardly No. 5 was safe. Living to the present, not even showing his hole cards, it is enough to show his ability.

The two of them teamed up to work alone, even with the whip, the dagger, and the "Pro" spelling, but Song Qingxiao always felt that there was another place she had overlooked.

When the elevator stopped on the second floor, the elevator door was opened with a ‘clang’ sound, and the lights on the second floor were still on. Everyone was scared when they left, and even the lights did not dare to be turned off.

There is an ambulance stretcher in the corridor. The bodies of Dr. Hu and the two security guards who died tonight were thrown on the stretcher indiscriminately. It's like a creepy realistic painting.