Chapter 206 Frog Hospital (VI) Lesions

In the darkness, Qi Si lost the sense of touch of his limbs and floated in the sky of the dream in a trance.

Below, a light blue light circle was cast from a high altitude, illuminating the entire operating room coldly, with the focus on the bed in the center of the room.

Qi Si noticed that there was a weak woman lying on the bed, whose face was somewhat similar to the female ghost he saw in the ward, but her abdomen was bulging high.

Doctors in white coats surrounded the bed in a circle, their faces were blurred, and a man with clean white clothes was particularly conspicuous, probably the former Cheng An.

The doctors disinfected the scalpels and found anesthetic needles, coming and going, quite busy, like a group of frogs disturbed by stones.

The woman on the bed suddenly stretched out her pale and skinny hand and grabbed Cheng An's sleeve: "Doctor Cheng, I'm so scared... Do you think I will die here?"

Cheng An stopped what he was doing, lowered his head and replied: "No, you are still young, nothing will happen."

The woman's voice was still trembling with fear: "But I heard that it's been seven months, and it's very dangerous if it's aborted..."

Cheng An's shoulders obviously stiffened for a moment, but a little nurse next to him sneered: "Didn't you make it yourself? What were you doing before? Hiding in the mountains and forests, thinking you could get away with it."

Cheng An turned his head to look at the little nurse, perhaps to express a warning, and his misty face could not see his expression.

Two seconds later, he sighed and said to the woman: "You will be fine, don't be afraid, it's nothing."

This statement was not very confident, but the woman seemed to believe him, let go of her hand, and stopped talking.

The picture accelerated, the intensive operation process passed quickly, and then slowed down at a certain moment, showing more details.

Qi Si saw a large piece of bright red blood blooming on the white background, spreading around like paint dripping into clear water.

Perhaps because he was in a state of out-of-body experience, he did not have the symptoms of blood phobia as before, but the scene in front of him suddenly became dark as if the lights were turned off.

Noisy voices rang in his ears.

"He is bleeding heavily... He can't stop it..." "Hurry up and give me a blood transfusion! I am type O blood, take mine!"

There was a flurry of ping-pong and clanging sounds, and it seemed that someone knocked over an iron rack, making a loud "crash".

"He can't be saved, please accept my condolences." A neutral voice said regretfully.

Low cries sounded, and arguments followed.

A group of people pushed and shoved, and soon developed into insults and fights. A sharp female voice shouted beside him: "You can't blame Dr. Cheng, he even drew his own blood!"

"Quack, quack, quack!" The frogs croaked loudly and hurriedly, far and near, one after another, one after another, gradually burying all the voices.

"Bang!" A person fell to the ground amid the frog sounds, and seemed to have fainted.

The noise stagnated, and concerned voices rang out one after another: "Dr. Cheng, what's wrong with you?"

"Dr. Cheng! Wake up!"

...

Qis opened his eyes and saw the white ceiling of the ward.

It was already dawn, and the morning light splashed through the window frame without curtains, illuminating the entire ward.

Qis found himself lying on the bed in good condition, with no blood around him and no pain in his ankle. Everything he experienced after twelve o'clock last night seemed to be just an illusion.

On the system interface, the value of the [Failure Rate] column became [20%] at some point.

After the sight stayed for two seconds, a large piece of text refreshed frantically, like a pop-up window on a computer interface that had just recovered from a stuck state.

[You are a person who strictly abides by the rules, sometimes too strict to be humane; whether it is public order and good customs, laws and regulations or some new policies, you will implement them meticulously with a prudent attitude. ]

[Last night, you actually violated the hospital rules and took the initiative to leave the ward after the lights were turned off. Others don't know you, but the dean knows your character. If he knew about this, he would be surprised and worried. ]

[Of course, the abnormality last night may be just because of hemophobia. You forgot a lot of things in extreme fear, which is excusable, but Xu Qing (Ghost) still doubted you. ]

[Failure rate of role playing +20%]

Good news, I know one more character of Cheng An: a law-abiding, emotionless machine that implements the rules.

Bad news, suddenly one-fifth closer to complete failure.

Qi Si did not have too many unnecessary emotions. After all, the duration of the dungeon was five days if nothing unexpected happened. The failure rate increased by 20% a day, which was within the acceptable range.

However, the weird game was still a little surprised that it handled the maximum this time.

"Does this mean that I would rather be in the same room with the ghosts when I am suffering from hemophobia than escape outside? It seems that in this dungeon, the priority of role-playing is much higher than dealing with ghosts..."

Qi Si remembered that he fainted in the corridor last night, and a few steps away was a long line of female ghosts, who were obviously not friendly.

According to common sense, he should have woken up in his bed at this time, thinking about whether to play Candy Crush or write a suicide note in the last half hour, but the fact is that he is still alive.

It can be seen from this that although the ghosts do not know what their relationship with him is, there is a certain probability that they will not harm him; and once the role-playing failure rate is full, he will definitely die, no room for negotiation.

Qi Si's eyes fell on the last line of the prompt text.

The playing rules say, [If the NPC's suspicion is aroused, the failure rate will be increased by 5% to 20% depending on the situation].

The failure rate is increased by 20% at once, not because his failure rate is 20%, but because it can only be increased by 20% at a time. In other words, his actions last night were definitely a major or even fatal mistake.

But judging from the system prompts and memories, the only ones who witnessed his violation were a group of ghosts in the ward and in the corridor.

Even if the performance judgment is so strict that even the ghosts can become suspicious, it is not enough to support such a severe punishment.

Unless...those ghosts have something to do with it.

"Why does the system prompt specifically mention the dean? The performance was judged as a failure. In the final analysis, the dean discovered the abnormality? There shouldn't be such boring settings as monitoring..."

"If I want to get more clues, I will have to contact those ghosts sooner or later; but I have haemorrhage, and I will fall into a coma when I see ghosts with blood stains on my body... It's troublesome." Qisi looked at the prompt text "Xu "Qing" is a girl's name, and she touched her chin.

Last night, it was a blessing in disguise that after he fainted, he dreamed of the scene in Cheng An's memory.

It can basically be determined that Cheng An is an obstetrician and gynecologist. During an abortion operation, the patient died due to heavy bleeding. He was also stimulated and suffered from haemorrhage.

If you want to explore this dungeon in depth, you must first find a way to cure the haemorrhage. Otherwise, you will faint anytime and anywhere, which is almost like telling the ghost: "I am hopeless, take me in quickly."

"So how to treat haemorrhage? Homologous stimulation? Untie the heart knot?" Zeiss fell into deep thought.

Homologous stimulation, that is, forcing yourself to witness human blood repeatedly, has been determined to be useless.

From yesterday to now, Qisi watched the bloody scene no less than three times. He felt no emotion in his heart, but his body fainted honestly.

As for untying the knot in his heart... Chiss has no knot in his heart. What causes death from failed surgery? It's already good enough if he doesn't actively kill people or perform vivisection.

Of course, the original owner obviously didn't think so.

Zeiss felt the strange game's deep malice toward him.

In addition to being very clean-minded, he and the original owner have completely opposite personalities and views in other areas, even to the point of being unreasonable...

If he could communicate face-to-face with the original owner, he would be confident that he could change the original owner's perspective through words; but the problem was that the moment he entered this copy, the original owner had no idea where he died...

"I'm not telling you, what is this all about? A haunted hospital, a desperate battle royale? A 20% increase in failure rate in one night, this is really good..." A familiar voice sounded in the distance, just listen to the tone You can imagine the speaker's crying face.

Then came a timid male voice: "Fat man, please stop saying a few words, my sister is in a bad mood."

The voice in the front said angrily: "Do you think I'm in a good mood? I really believed you guys. I didn't even finish the level without even a single stroke. I still want to pass the level TE..."

The female voice interrupted: "I made a mistake in my decision-making. I didn't expect this copy to be so tricky. But we all added a 20% failure rate, so it's even. There's nothing to complain about."

The door to the ward was pushed open from the outside, and Huang Xiaofei walked in first and sat down on the bedside table. Lu Zimo and Sun Dekuan followed.

The three of them, without exception, looked disgraced and dripping wet, as if they had just been fished out of the water.

Huang Xiaofei and Lu Zimo were fine. Sun Dekuan's tight hospital gown was wrinkled as if it had been ravaged, and the corners were torn in many places. You can imagine what kind of crisis they experienced last night.

Qisi sat up from the bed and asked knowingly: "You have been out for so long, have you discovered anything?"

Huang Xiaofei sneered: "You are unwilling to take risks and explore yourself, why do you expect us to tell you?"

No one paid any attention to her.

Sun Dekuan seemed to have finally found someone to complain to, and he poured out his bitter words to Qisi: "Stop talking, I just turned around a corridor last night and was surrounded by a group of female ghosts. I couldn't beat them to death, and I couldn't run away. We Sitting in a corner all night, it’s hard to move even an inch..."

He already regretted siding with Huang Xiaofei. The advantage of force-based players is that they can safely pass the NE level. If they don’t have that level and try to take the TE route without overestimating their abilities, they are simply burying themselves in a pit...

Nights in the hospital are obviously not suitable for going out. Even players who are not sick will not be able to get much useful information by going out. Instead, they will consume their energy and get involved in crises.

Qisi sighed quietly: "I guess what those nurses said is one of the hidden rules of this dungeon. Do not open doors or windows at night, otherwise unclean things will come in. After you left yesterday, a frog and a female ghost came in room, I escaped by pretending to be asleep, and the failure rate increased a bit. "

When Huang Xiaofei heard this, she finally noticed the blue frog squatting in the corner, and tossed a piece of paper in the same way. The new frog had the same head and body as yesterday.

"But I did get some useful information." Qisi's expression remained unchanged, and his eyes pretended to be glanced at the upper left corner of his sight. "The system prompted that the character I played had an accident due to a failed operation on a woman named 'Xu Qing'. I have a psychological shadow and am extremely afraid of ghosts coming to kill me, so I can’t calmly pretend to sleep after seeing ghosts.”

Sun Dekuan thought of something and slapped his thigh: "I also got a reminder that the person I played was timid and opportunistic. He didn't dare to go out and hang out on the first day. He had to observe the wind direction for a period of time..."

All players who go out at night have an increased failure rate, which is really fair in a sense.

Although I don’t know whether other players can’t go out after lights out only on the first day, or whether they can’t go out after lights out, but the risk of increasing the failure rate is enough to be prohibitive.

Huang Xiaofei suddenly looked at Qisi and asked abruptly: "How much has your failure rate increased?"

Both her and Lu Zimo's failure rates have increased by 20%. The next exploration must be cautious. If necessary, it is best to use players with lower failure rates to try and make mistakes.

As for what to do if the other party is unwilling, then use moral kidnapping - "You don't want us all to be unable to pass the level, right?"

The purpose of asking questions suddenly is to disrupt others, reduce the possibility of lying, and obtain more truthful answers.

Qisi had a clear understanding of Huang Xiaofei's psychology. He turned his head and looked at her and smiled: "I want to know, then... you - guess - ah -"

…

On the top floor of the hospital, in a dimly lit office.

The tall bookcases blocking the windows were crowded with various books, and archives were stacked high and placed on the bottom floor.

The shadow of the bookcase is just right on the purple desk. In the center of the clean and tidy desktop is a small imitation statue of "Lamentation of Christ". The faces of the Virgin and Christ are full of East Asian characteristics.

A piece of white paper was laid flat in front of the statue. A black pen flew up in the air as if it was held by a ghost, and automatically wrote lines of text on the page:

[Dear Sir (DATA EXPUNGED):]

[As you can predict, all the patients admitted to Ward 404, whether they were doctors or patients before, have had a certain degree of personality change after moving in, and have exhibited weird behaviors that go against common sense. 】

[Last night, Dr. Cheng An, who was supposed to strictly abide by the rules, rushed out of the room like crazy in the middle of the night and fainted in the corridor. I returned him to his bed, not seeing anything frightening in the ward, perhaps the poor man was just driven mad by the hallucinations caused by his condition. 】

[The other three patients with clean information walked out of the ward on their own initiative while awake. I am sure that they are not suffering from sleepwalking. They seemed to want to look elsewhere or leave our hospital directly; after seeing me, they quickly regained their composure after their initial fright. 】

[It took a lot of effort to stop them, and for a moment I even wanted to kill them. But in order not to affect the plan that is so close to success, I can only choose to be patient as always. 】

[Sir, I think you must know something. If you can, tell your faithful believers in mercy. 】

【(DATA EXPUNGED)】