Chapter 339 A Vicious Incident

You Xueshan was injured. The wound was not deep but very long.

She endured the pain and ran back into the iron gate, and Mo Qian immediately helped her treat the wound.

"Is there a clean strip of cloth?"

As soon as Mo Qian stretched out his hand, Zhao Ran responded immediately.

"I have it here."

He tore off a few strips from his very fashionable hospital gown, rolled them into a small ball, and stuffed them to Mo Qian along the gap in the railing.

Mo Qian handled it very quickly, and his technique was quite skillful.

"There is no bracelet, no emergency medicine, and we can only do simple treatments."

He tied a knot in the strip of cloth.

"Xue Shan, please don't move around now, lest the wound will open further." He wiped the blood on his hand with the extra cloth and stood up, "Leave the rest to me."

Mo Qian opened the door again, turned aside, and returned to the corridor.

You Xueshan was responsible for sitting at the door, opening, closing and locking the door.

Zhao Ran and Zheng Xun were muttering.

Zhao Ran said something.

"Our Xiao Mo is still very handsome when he steps up at critical moments."

"Yes, yes, Captain Mo is so handsome."

Zheng Xun read along with the stick.

Mo Qian is very efficient.

After two or three experiments, he found that although the boss had good hearing, his eyesight was not.

So as long as he makes as little noise as possible when acting, the difficulty of collecting clues will be greatly reduced.

The clues on the second floor are much harder to find than those on the third floor.

Among the seven rooms, one cannot be opened, and two are Mo Qian and You Xueshan's wards.

Each of the remaining rooms was filled with clutter.

Moreover, the doctors on this floor patrolled much more frequently than those on the third floor. Mo Qian had to run back every time he looked for clues for three minutes.

Despite this, he still got back a lot of useful clues.

"There is also a duty room on the second floor, with a duty log in it."

Mo Qian was immersed in sorting out the clues while sharing clues with others.

"This diary contains the conditions of the four of us."

"What's the condition?"

Zhao Ran immediately became energetic.

"Patient Zhao Ran is sick and has stable attacks. Patient Zheng Xun is sick but proud of it. Patient Mo Qian is sick but hides it. Patient You Xueshan refuses to admit that she is sick."

Mo Qian's tone was calm, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

"..."

You Xueshan was silent, while Zhao Ran and Zheng Xun even nodded.

"That makes sense."

Mo Qian has more to add later.

"The patient You Xueshan was diagnosed with a painting. She likes to hang it on the wall when she has nothing to do to show her beauty. The patient Mo Qian was diagnosed with a cone. It looks smooth, but in fact he wants to prick it twice."

"..."

After Zheng Xun listened, he showed an expression of approval.

"This doctor is pretty good."

"..."

Mo Qian didn't want to dwell on the issue of whether he was sick or not. He had already taken great pains not to be assimilated.

"There are other words behind this."

Mo Qian continued.

“On August 11th to August 12th, within two days, a large-scale vicious incident occurred in the Seventh Hospital.

Three doctors in the hospital suddenly suffered from a mysterious illness and fell into a state of madness with auditory hallucinations and visual hallucinations. They broke into the ward and attacked patients, causing a large number of patients to be injured. Two patients died in the accident on the second and third floors respectively.

The three doctors stopped the attack immediately after regaining consciousness... and refused to admit the crime, claiming that they were... controlled.

In this accident, the four patients who died were Zheng Xun, Zhao Ran, Mo Qian, and You Xueshan. "

It's the four of them.

"It seems that this is our mission goal this time?"

You Xueshan dragged her injured leg over, her body disabled but her mind strong.

"Well," Zheng Xun nodded, "If we don't escape from the hospital within the stipulated time, we will be in danger."

"The boss of this dungeon is... the doctor," Mo Qian's finger stopped under the scrawled handwriting. "We've already encountered two, and there's one more to go."

"On the first floor."

Zhao Ran's tone was serious.

"So sure?"

Zheng Xun asked back.

"Definitely. The three of us are squatting at the door on the first floor. We will start eating when everyone arrives."

"..."

There was nothing else in this diary. Mo Qian put it aside and came to Zheng Xun and the others at the same time and entered 0812.

The first two are exhaustive.

Exhaustive methods never go out of style.

Finally, I succeeded using the two numbers 55.

"Is it yours too?" Mo Qian asked Zheng Xun casually.

"Well," Zheng Xun nodded, "I guess it represents the year."

"55 years, 2055?" Zhao Ran counted on his fingers, "That was five years ago?"

"1955 is not impossible." You Xueshan added.

"When was the Seventh Hospital built?" Zheng Xun suddenly asked.

"It's very early, at least fifty years," it was Zhao Ran who answered him. "The Seventh Hospital is a private hospital. When it was first built, it attracted many famous doctors because of the good treatment. It was very famous. big."

"What happened next?" Zheng Xun asked.

"The director may have been changed later. Someone else took over and the treatment was not adequate. The doctor who was finally recruited ran away again," Zhao Ran replied casually, "After the doctor ran away, there seemed to be another serious medical incident. After a year or two of disputes, it gradually lost its reputation and everyone stopped coming, so it became famous again, and that was the Seventh Hospital."

When Zhao Ran was talking, You Xueshan was also listening.

Listening, I felt something was wrong.

"How do you know so much?"

"I'm doing this to be ready for hospitalization at any time."

"..."

You Xueshan looked at her leg, and the bleeding had almost stopped.

As expected of her, a woman like a female eagle.

But she still couldn't run violently, otherwise the wound would definitely split.

Now Zheng Xun and Zhao Ran have successfully reached the second floor, and the four of them have finally met.

There is another door to the first floor.

"Xiao Mo, have you found the password for this lock?"

Zhao Ran turned around and asked.

Mo Qian was cleaning up the pile of crumpled waste paper at hand. He moved quickly, going back and forth several times, and rummaging through the trash can quickly.

All the waste paper balls on the entire floor are here, and there are quite a few of them, and they need to be opened one by one.

"Wait a minute, I'm looking."

You Xueshan and Zheng Xun were helping, and Zhao Ran was trying possible passwords on the lock.

At this time, a black shadow suddenly appeared in Zheng Xun's peripheral vision.

He turned his head to the left.

The boss with giant ears stood straight with his hands behind his back, giving people the illusion of being polite.

It stood on the other side of the door, quietly "watching" the movements of several players.

I don't know when it appeared.

It bent down, and the white coat on its body wrinkled. In the eyes of all the players, it methodically picked up the chain that fell on the ground.

Hula——

The unique friction sound of metal was heard between the iron chain and the iron door. As the chain rose, Zheng Xun also slowly stood up.

"Captain Mo, you guys step back a little."

He protected all the players.