Chapter 202 Frog Hospital (II) Blue Frog

"Ashes, ashes..."

"We all fall down..."

In the darkness, a light humming sound seemed to sound far away, very light and soft, like a lullaby to lull a child to sleep, but lifeless.

Ziss remembers the song as "Rosegarland," a nursery rhyme from the Black Death that symbolized "the death of children."

The ashes produced by burning corpses blocked the daylight. Under the gray sky, a group of children covered in red rash gathered together to play games. At the end of the game, they fell together and were beaten by adults in black robes and beak masks. Throw it into the fire...

This kind of grotesque poignancy has been Ziss's aesthetic preference for a long time in the past, and he naturally read the corresponding stories many times during his childhood.

"Doctor Cheng, wake up...the ward has been tidied up." The humming disappeared as the female voice sounded.

Qisi opened his eyes again and found himself sitting on a bench. The patients around him were gone. Only a nurse in white clothes was looking at him with concern.

The white clothes were still stained with specks of blood, but they were not obvious enough to cause haemorrhage again. However, there was still a trace of bloody smell entering the nose, whether it was real or an illusion.

Chiss smiled gently: "Maybe it's time to change out of your clothes and wash them."

The original Cheng An was a "clean" persona. The nurse did not doubt it and said apologetically: "I have washed it many times, but too many people die every day and the blood cannot be washed away."

Ziss wanted to ask "How did those people die?" but in order not to expose any flaws in his performance, he could only lower his head and remain silent, presenting just the right amount of sadness.

The nurse sighed to herself: "Oh, our hospital seems to be cursed. Almost every operation patient these days will suffer from severe bleeding. If this continues, what will happen to the next medical evaluation..."

Curse?

Ziss thought of Red Maple Leaf Boarding School, but he also knew that the situation in this copy was different. The patient died of massive bleeding during surgery, and it only happened recently - at least there was no problem during the last medical evaluation.

I don’t know if the fact that he, as a surgeon, suddenly suffered from haematosis is related to this incident.

The doctor who saved the life and injured watched the patient die on the operating table. Self-blame and guilt caused psychological shadow, which makes perfect sense logically.

"Don't worry too much, I believe the dean can handle these things." Qisi said with relief, lowered his eyes and said, "It's getting late, I'm going back to the ward."

The brightness in the corridor has dimmed to the color of dusk, and the gray lamps cast a dim yellow light. The scene is as yellow as an old photo that has been stored for a long time.

It's really getting late. The nurse said, "Doctor Cheng, please have a good rest," and turned and walked away.

Zeiss also stood up and strolled down the corridor that lined the wards.

The corridor of the hospital gave him a dank feeling, and the water vapor in the air seemed to have substance. It condensed into fine water droplets when it touched the cold walls. There was wet mud where the floor met the wall, like the bottom of a field pond.

A blue frog jumped out from the gap in the wall where a piece of tile was missing. It stared at Qiss with bulging eyes. Its pale belly was bulging like a dead fish, but it didn't make any sound.

Qisi felt that it would feel good to hold the frog in his hand and squeeze it out.

However, considering the name of the hospital, squeezing the frog to death might cause unknown troubles. It was difficult to explain just from the character design - he had no choice but to give up.

Zeiss continued to walk forward, and the blue frog seemed completely unaware of his malice, jumping at his feet step by step.

He slowed down, and the frog slowed down. When he stopped, the frog stopped too, always keeping half a step away from him, like a ghost haunting him alone.

He lowered his head and stared at the frog for two seconds, then decided to ignore it and wait for the copy to end before squeezing it to death in the last three minutes.

After turning another corner, a corridor that was identical to the one before stretched out in front of us, with the same dampness and darkness, like a hastily reproduced maze corridor.

Qisi glanced far away and saw a mop leaning on the wall at the door of a room at the end of the corridor.

He walked over quickly and looked at the room number——

【404】

Well, that’s a really meaningful number.

The frog squatted at his feet, his red eyes unblinking. When Qiss opened the door, it jumped in silently, got into the shadow of the corner, and looked at everyone, the scenery and things quietly.

Chiss also walked into the room. A gray-purple rag hung on the bedrail of the hospital bed by the window, and he knew it was his bed.

There are four iron beds neatly arranged in the ward, covered with light blue sheets and bedding, which is a very rare color. There is no curtain between the beds, so there is no privacy at all.

There is a small table in the corridor, with an old-fashioned black telephone on it, and a dark green book that looks like a phone book next to it.

It turns out that Ziss's previous behavior of asking the caregiver to put the rag on the bed rail was unnecessary. Because he was the last to arrive, the other three beds in the room were already occupied, so we could know which bed he should sleep on based on the elimination method.

A young woman with permed brown semi-long curly hair and wearing a black tights is leaning on the bed closest to the door. Her red lips are puffing out a cigarette, and her dark eyes are looking around. With Qisi.

"We should all be here by now. Let me introduce myself. This is a team survival dungeon. We are all in a cooperative relationship. There is no need to hide anything."

Everyone living in this ward seems to be players. There are no NPCs around, so you can relax a little more when communicating and don't have to worry so much about personality.

The woman's question was straightforward: "What's your name? What do you do in reality? What abilities do you have?"

Qisi read feebly: "My name is Cheng An. I am a student majoring in urban management at Jiangcheng University. I am still in my sophomore year. I like reading, love art, am enthusiastic about public welfare, and am willing to help others..."

After a set of standard college student interview words came down, the woman realized that Qisi was uncooperative, and a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

"City Management" has nothing to do with this copy, and "Reading" and "Art" are useless. Only a ghost can believe that a clear and stupid college student can survive until now. This self-introduction is obviously defensive.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it. It's as if I'm forcing you to say it." The woman exhaled smoke, and the lingering smoke blurred her face into something as ethereal as a dream. "First, let's talk about your identity in this copy, you know. Say what you say.”

"Well -" Qisi showed a sincere smile, "I am a surgeon at this 'Blue Frog Hospital', but I suffered from coma not long ago. The director Cheng Ping asked me to cure the disease first before continuing to work. "

He chose the right level of information sharing and conveyed the attitude of "although he is unwilling to disclose the actual situation, he is willing to actively cooperate within the team copy."

In this way, it seems that the woman's continuous questions are aggressive and unreasonable.

If the woman was unaware, she continued to ask: "How did you suffer from haemorrhage? Also, have you met Dean Cheng Ping? Is he a human or a ghost?"

Qisi sat on his bed and shook his head helplessly: "I don't know, the copy didn't tell me. I didn't see Dean Cheng Ping either. A nurse told me the news."

The woman's eyes narrowed slightly: "Have you communicated with the NPC here? What is the failure rate now?"

Qisi understood that the three people in the ward had most likely never seen the nurse who brought him the rags. They had probably just arrived, and they had even entered the dungeon a little later than him.

He made a look of shame: "My failure rate is still 0. When the nurse found me, I was afraid of exposing my secret, so I didn't dare to talk to her."

"But I did encounter a strange thing -" he pointed to the frog squatting quietly in the corner. "A blue frog jumped out of the crack in the wall and followed me. I don't know what happened. Not an important clue."

It is better to be happy alone than to be happy together. When you encounter difficult things, you should share them. If you die, everyone will die together.

The other two men in the ward looked at the woman in unison, casting questioning glances.

The woman said: "This frog should be very important. No one of us should touch it until we get sufficient clues."

She asked a few more random and rambling questions before introducing the early arrivals to Qiss one by one.

The woman's name is Huang Xiaofei, and her name doesn't ring true at first sight. He claims to have cleared thirteen dungeons. In this dungeon, he and a player named Lu Zimo play the role of husband and wife. They come to the hospital to have an abortion, and the operation time is scheduled for five days.

She said the word "abortion" calmly and gracefully, as if it was just a trivial matter like a cold or fever, but Lu Zimo on the bed next to her blushed.

Lu Zimo's name is similar to his character. He is wearing a gray coat and has long bangs covering his eyes. He looks gentle and taciturn.

He has cleared eleven dungeons and is Huang Xiaofei's cousin. The two came in as a team, but they used the team ring produced by the Kyushu Guild.

Next to Qisi's bed was a fat man in a dark green sweater named Sun Dekuan. He had small eyes, a small nose, thick lips, and a rather honest appearance.

In reality, he was a chef. He entered the game inexplicably and survived to the official pool. His face was still a little pale at the moment, and he was squinting his small eyes and looking around in panic.

Huang Xiaofei didn't seem to look down on the players in the ward. She made no secret of the contemptuous attitude in her words during the introduction, but the elegance of her gestures made it difficult for people to feel too much disgust, as if she had such a personality.

Of course, Ziss hates all smokers equally.

As soon as he saw someone smoking, he thought of the lighter in his hand that was still in his dream. It was the first time in his life that someone took something away, so he would inevitably remember it clearly.

Huang Xiaofei lazily held a cigarette in his mouth and said in a vague voice: "I dare not say how high my level is, but I also ranked first on the rookie list back then. It is estimated that after clearing ten dungeons, I will be in the overall strength list." There is a place on it.”

"I've killed not just thousands of ghosts, but hundreds of ghosts since I entered the game. It's probably more than most of you have encountered. As long as you listen to my arrangements wholeheartedly, I will find a way to help you survive."

She put out the cigarette on the bedside table, threw it on the ground, and lay down: "Today is only the first day. It's probably for us to get to know each other. Since everyone is here and the mission has not been refreshed, we should rest early." Bar."

Lu Zimo picked up the cigarette butts, took out a plastic bag from somewhere, and put it away. There was already a lot of bits and pieces of garbage in the plastic bag. I don’t know if it was saved from several copies.

Huang Xiaofei's calm attitude was undoubtedly a placebo. Sun Dekuan's face improved a little, and he joked as if he was familiar with her: "Xiao Lu, I'm not telling you, your brother-in-law relationship is really good. None of our brothers and sisters are so close."

Lu Zimo joked a little awkwardly: "I grew up with my cousin. When my parents were away, she took care of me. I was afraid of being beaten by her when I was a child."

Sun Dekuan clapped his hands: "Oh my god, it turns out that all the sisters in the world are the same..."

Huang Xiaofei closed her eyes and rested without saying a word.

"Knock knock knock."

There was a sudden rapid knock on the door, as if urging someone to die.

A female voice shouted in a hoarse voice: "Lu Zimo, your medicine has arrived!"

Lu Zimo glanced at Huang Xiaofei cautiously. The latter opened his eyes at some point and raised his head to the door.

He did not dare to neglect it and hurriedly got out of bed to open the door.

The nurse in the mottled blood-stained clothes stood at the door and stuffed a glass jar full of black stuff into Lu Zimo's hand, and left without looking back.

At the same time, everyone heard the system broadcast.

[Current task has been triggered]

[Current task: Cure the disease in the body]

[Task time limit: 5 days]

Thanks to Reese and Manfan Shuomi for the 1,000-point reward! Thank you Chengan Aba Aba Aba for the 500-point reward! Thanks to the stubborn Cangjie for the reward of 100 coins!