In the second half of the night, nothing strange happened.

It's getting bright as usual.

The first person to wake up was Xinxin.

Last night, she did not hand over the medical record to Lian Yan. He was too anxious, so anxious that Xinxin was uneasy.

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

Lian Yan did not get the medical record, and many strange expressions appeared on his face instantly, including horror and struggle. One hand burst out with blue veins, but the other hand pressed it tightly, preventing it from happening.

Go to attack Xinxin.

This strange scene continued to the appearance of "Nurse Liu".

She stood at the door of the ward and witnessed Lian Yan's strangeness. However, "Nurse Liu" was furious as if she was stimulated by something. She rushed into the ward and kicked Lian Yan to the ground,

He slapped him a few times, and rang Lian Yan so hard that he kept vomiting blood in his mouth before leaving.

And all this... made Xinxin extremely uneasy.

She had a premonition that Lian Yan seemed to be fighting against a certain will, and he needed his own help... but she refused to help him.

She didn't sleep well that night.

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

The breeze is gentle and the sun is warm, not like it is in a horror world.

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

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

Xinxin avoided his gaze, and she always felt that she should be sorry for herself.

"Did I wake you up?"

Lian Yan asked.

Xinxin shook her head immediately, how could it be that he woke her up?

She just couldn't sleep soundly in this environment, and she was just uneasy.

"Then, do you mind me playing a song?"

The morning light shone on him slantedly, as if he was attracted by him.

"Of course not."

Xinxin said.

Lian Yan seemed a little surprised Xinxin answered so quickly. She looked at her for a while and smiled and said, "Yes, thank you."

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

Is he a lunatic?

Xinxin looked at him blankly. He looked too sober and was a violin player. 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 is written very clearly, necrophilia...

This man named Lian Yan is a corpse lover.

Xinxin is very clear about the dangers of this game, and is even more aware of Lian Yan's dangers. She cannot be too close to him, nor can she be curious about him. However,... dangerous things are always more charming.

She convinced herself in her heart that this was to explore the story behind Ping An Hospital faster and help find the real way to live.

But Xinxin herself knew her true thoughts... She just wanted to know him.

There was a familiar and resistant atmosphere on Lian Yan's body.

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

Lian Yan, who played the violin in the morning light, was refreshed, and the sick clothes on his body could not cover his sharpness. He was ostentatious and elegant, soothing and passionate. The notes leaped between his fingers, making people unable to tell the difference. It was this tiny fragment

The sunlight embellishes him, or he embellishes the sunlight.

Xinxin looked at the text on the medical record, and there was no reason for her illness, which made her feel like a cat's claws and full of desire to explore.

At this time... the sound of the violin suddenly stopped. Even if Xinxin couldn't understand the rhythm, she could feel that the stop at this time was "abruptly" and she did not finish playing that part of the music.

Lian Yan gently lowered the violin and looked at the trumpet in the upper right corner of the ward.

Xinxin followed his gaze, and the next moment, a sound appeared in the speaker: "Care workers from all the hospital buildings will come to the main building to get medicine immediately and let the patients take it before 8 o'clock."

Is it the voice of Nurse Liu?

Other people from other hospital buildings also heard this sound.

"Go quickly."

Lian Yan said.

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

However, she did not lock the door.

This is done on purpose.

Lian Yan... An existence that made her unable to tell whether it 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.

———

The way to the main building was a large piece of concrete ground after leaving the sick building. They only realized after dawn that the walls around the hospital were not tall.

However... there is nothing outside.

There was clearly a sky above my head, white clouds, sunshine, and even the smell of breeze, water vapor, and soil... But when I looked over the wall, there was only a turbid white.

It is like a clip cut out from a video, losing the cause and effect, but retaining the original elements to unfold independently.

Ping An Hospital is indeed an independent and strange world.

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

Downstairs, several people met.

However... Li Daiping and Chen Zhiyuan disappeared, Wen Liangsheng's face was also very bad, and he kept coughing.

Are those two dead?

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

The mood was a little complicated. The game lasted for seven days in total. Just one night, two people died, and there were even ten old players Chen Zhiyuan.

The desperate cloud slowly enveloped everyone.

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

Wen Liangsheng waved his hand and coughed, "Cough cough... it doesn't matter... Maybe... I caught a cold last night...Cough cough cough..."

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

This doesn't seem to be just a cold.

"By the way, all your medical records are on you, right?" Qin Manjiang asked suddenly.

Xinxin and Jian Cunxin nodded, but Wen Liangsheng looked at Qin Manjiang strangely: "Do you have to bring your medical records to get the medicine?"

"This is not. I just think that the status of those patients is related to the medical record. You cannot give this thing to them, otherwise they will likely gain those weird abilities related to mental illness."

Speaking of this, Qin Manjiang looked at the No. 1 and No. 6: "I suspect that they were not able to come, maybe it was because the medical record fell into the hands of the patient."

"Impossible." Wen Liangsheng said confidently.

"Ah?" Qin Manjiang looked at him unexpectedly, "Have you handed over the medical record?"

Wen Liangsheng shook his head: "Cough cough cough... it's not all... the medical record list is indeed no longer on me now, but nothing happened to me."

As soon as this said, Qin Manjiang, Xinxin, Jian Cunxin and the other two immediately distanced themselves and looked at him vigilantly.

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Manjiang glanced at his pale face, "I see that your lungs are almost coughing out!"
Chapter completed!