Disease Name Immortal

The problem of **** diseased trees is expected.

The guide's spellcasting process was interrupted, and the intern bumped into it. In order to ease the embarrassment, Zhang Zhi smiled and replied:

"There's nothing special about it, but it's just three patients. So far, they haven't hatched the disease."

Of course, the diseased **** tree doesn't believe it.

If there is no incubating disease, it is a pure patient, three ordinary mental patients, shouldn't they be separated by two floors?

He turned around and said:

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Zhang, I didn't find anything just now. My ears are a little bit back. Because of my cervical spondylosis, I sometimes get used to being in a daze. Don't worry."

Whether cervical spondylosis can make people dazed, Zhang Zhi's disease is very clear.

Since all of this was mentioned, he had no choice but to shake some news:

"Well, the real situation is that these three patients refuse to be monitored."

"The floors below, up to the eighth floor, are covered with cameras, but the ninth floor is not. So they went to the ninth floor."

"They themselves asked to be separated from others."

Ginger diseased tree doubts:

"You guys would actually agree?"

Zhang Zhibing said:

"In the beginning, the three of them moved directly to the ninth floor, and then that day, something happened and everyone had to agree."

"What's the matter?" Jiang Bingshu became interested.

"Before, a staff member entered the ninth floor to deliver meals... As a result, when he came back, something went wrong."

Zhang Zhi was sick and had to tell Jiang Bingshu some useful information to satisfy his curiosity and prevent him from talking nonsense and causing his own death.

Jiang Bingshu didn't expect Zhang Zhibing to say too much at once.

And he will continue to stay in this place for a while. Looking for the sick and obsessive sister in the subway. It is impossible to completely offend your boss.

He is now pretending to be, just wanting to know something the old employees know.

So the two of them had a very tacit understanding--to the point.

One person discloses a little information, and the other person does not ask much.

But when it comes to speaking, there must be a beginning and an end.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Bingshu asked.

"That person, suddenly changed his name."

"When we called him his name, he didn't respond. He didn't correct us until he realized we were calling him, saying that he didn't call him that name, his real name was Dianfanjia."

"But the thing is, he's been here for many years, and we all know what his name is. And who would have that name?"

"Then, his hair was parted in the middle and turned into a mohawk."

"In the end, he didn't know how to count, and one was confused with zero. We only discovered this several days later, when the salary was settled."

What a coincidence, Mohawk?

Jiang Bingshu was startled, didn't he just encounter one?

Not everyone has the guts to wear this hairstyle.

And... three plus zero equals four, and there are five of the four heavenly kings... isn't it just one and zero being confused?

He rationalized the information he got:

"There were three patients on the ninth floor. Then there was an accident."

"A normal person went up to deliver food, and after returning, three changes occurred."

"One is that he changed his name. One is that his hairstyle has changed. One is that he can't read."

Could these three changes correspond to three abilities?

Could it be that the three of them all hatched a disease? Then why should the sick hatchery hide it from reporting it?

Jiang Bingshu thought about this idea and quickly realized the problem.

But before he could continue to ask for clues, the phone suddenly rang.

The ringing sound of the phone made Zhang Zhibing shiver suddenly.

The next second, he ignored Jiang Bingshu's presence and ran to answer the phone like a mad dash.

He is like a hungry dog ​​that smells meat.

Ginger diseased tree found—

Zhang Zhi's disease is now as excited as taking a blue pill.

Zhang Zhibing is also very clear in his heart that he should not answer this phone call.

But he just couldn't take it.

His body's thirst for that kind of great pleasure made him want to hear the voice on the phone as if he were obsessed!

His movements are fast, but Jiang Bingshu, a waver, is even faster!

Jiang Bingshu took a stride, and he took a step ahead of Zhang Zhibing and picked up the telephone receiver.

This scene shocked Zhang Zhibing, but in the next instant, his expression became playful.

Since Jiang Bingshu encountered the scene of his club's death, it is reasonable to let Jiang Bingshu's club die by himself, right?

Everyone was in the same place and did the same shameful things.

How pleasant it sounds!

Zhang Zhibing even prepared to take out his mobile phone to take pictures of Jiangbingshu's overly happy appearance.

It's like several other pathogenic teachers have their own death scenes. Of course, he also has those people.

But the script...

It didn't go as he thought.

"Hungry? Go to the cafeteria when you're hungry. Or are you inconvenient? Then I'll have someone bring you food, which floor are you on?"

Jiang Bingshu picked up the receiver, and the first sentence he heard was:

"Master Zhang, I'm a little hungry, can you give me something, thank you."

This is a woman's voice, very soft and sweet.

So much so that the **** diseased tree felt very happy, and it seemed that the air became more fragrant.

This is not to praise the other party's voice, but Jiang Bingshu really feels happiness.

He responded.

The speed of speech was normal, the breathing did not intensify, and the eyes did not become erratic.

There are no organs that should not be swelled, nor are they swelled out of time.

To put it simply - the **** tree is very normal.

But precisely because he was so normal, the woman on the other end of the phone was a little surprised.

She was surprised by Jiang Bingshu's voice, which she had never heard before.

This voice is indeed a nice male voice, but it is very smooth.

There is no urgency when others speak.

This is also the strangest place...

This person is not like Zhang Zhibing, who is screaming like crazy.

Zhang Zhibing did not hear the voice in the receiver.

He was completely stunned, even if the phone rang, his body reflexively... began to get excited.

But why is there no **** diseased tree?

Why does this kid... seem to have such clean eyes?

Wasn't he overwhelmed by that great joy?

Impossible, absolutely impossible. He heard the voice!

All the pathologists in this hospital are addicted to that kind of happiness.

All pathogenicists, for that kind of happiness, have reached a consensus.

How could he not?

Zhang Zhibing couldn't understand for a while.

On the other side, Jiang Bingshu said:

"Hey, are you still there? Why don't you talk?"

The woman on the other end of the phone froze for a while:

"You... are you the new intern?"

"It's me, tell me which floor you are on, and I'll have someone bring you food."

What kind of patient calls the psychiatrist directly when hungry, instead of arranging meals like other patients?

And looking at Zhang Zhibing's reaction, if it wasn't for the wrong call, then Zhang Zhibing seemed to have some sort of morbid desire for the next call.

The **** diseased tree became more and more interested.

On the other end of the phone, the woman was also interested in Jiang Bingshu.

But she didn't tell Jiang Bingshu which floor she lived on.

She hung up the phone and walked to the window.

The eleven-story house is 3.5 meters high on a single floor.

This is not very high. Looking down from the windows on the top floor, I can see many patients moving strangely in the yard.

She also wanted to go out and do activities, but she couldn't.

People around her have an excessively strong love for her, which makes her situation dangerous.

It's just that today is different from the past. She didn't just leave after a few glances.

Instead, he waited slowly, and even brought the chair to the window.

It seems that there is someone who wants to meet.

……

……

"Why did you hang up?" Jiang Bingshu felt a little strange.

"This person is indeed ill. He is hungry when he is hungry. He even called the physician and asked her where she was on the first floor. If she didn't say anything, she just hung up."

Jiang Bingshu observed Zhang Zhibing's expression while complaining.

"Is Mr. Zhang your friend? She actually knew that I was an intern. Have you talked to her?"

This is cliché.

But Zhang Zhibing didn't seem to come back to his senses.

Jiang Bingshu asked again:

"Mr. Zhang? What's wrong with you, Mr. Zhang?"

He suddenly raised the volume, Zhang Zhi was stunned, and said:

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm okay. Ah... That's a friend of mine. Well, doctors sometimes chat with patients."

"Some patients are lonely, and we occasionally communicate with them."

Jiang Bingshu doesn't really believe this.

Mainly from Zhang Zhibing's ignorant attitude towards other patients when he passed by the yard, Jiang Bingshu didn't think Zhang Zhibing was such a highly social pathogenic teacher.

"By the way, what floor is she on?" Jiang Bingshu asked with a smile.

"Uh...this..."

Of course, Zhang Zhibing can't say it. If Jiang Bingshu reacted the same as he did at the beginning, then he can say it.

Is this kid the reincarnation of Liuxia Hui?

Today has been completely messed up. Damn, why is this kid answering the phone so fast?

Why is he so calm after answering the phone?

Zhang Zhibing, as the pathogenic teacher here, of course, is very clear that because that woman is too special—

Therefore, she is connected with the pathogenic physicians who are on duty.

Today is me, tomorrow it will be someone else's turn. The four groups take turns.

The charm of that woman is invincible, even Moon Rose's female physician could not resist.

He saw it with his own eyes... After the female physician received the call, her limbs twitched after she was too happy, and then she had a satisfied look on her face.

But why is there no **** tree?

No one else can make this call, and this time is also the time when she is hungry.

So it couldn't have been someone else calling, Zhang Zhibing couldn't understand.

Is it difficult...

Can a woman's ability be freely retracted?

This should be a good thing, but when I think that if this is the case, the joy of madly secreting phenylethylamine will no longer be available...

After that, I'm afraid it will be the same as having a withdrawal reaction... Other pleasures will no longer be able to stimulate me.

Zhang Zhibing thought of a lot in an instant.

Jiang Bingshu also saw the changes in Zhang Zhibing's expressions.

He became more and more convinced that it was either a hidden patient on the eleventh floor.

Or one of the three patients on the ninth floor.

This disease incubator...is full of talents.

"Mr. Zhang, you can't starve the patient. On which floor, let me see this patient too."

"Let's go, Mr. Zhang, let's deliver meals together. Let me meet him."

The **** diseased tree understands.

If this sick incubator guards a hidden patient, then this person must be invisible to him.

If you go forcibly, you will definitely bring disaster.

He just took the opportunity to confirm whether his inference was correct.

So I always observed Zhang Zhi's reaction and found the critical line of "disaster coming".

Seeing Zhang Zhibing's expression a little struggling, Jiang Bingshu had finished collecting evidence and suddenly said:

"Hey, I'm on the phone. It seems like it's from my brother. Teacher Zhang, I'll go out first. Let's talk next time."

Take it when you see it.

Basically, through Zhang Zhi's reaction, it has been confirmed that the pathogen here is very abnormal.

This kind of abnormality does not mean that these pathologists are sick.

They are very likely to have some abnormal behavior due to some reasons, some external forces.

Yes, there is no doubt that Zhang Zhibing was in the office just now, and he did something that is absolutely not allowed by rebooting buddies.

His reaction when he heard the call was also exaggerated.

These kinds of performances made Jiang Bingshu have to think that that extremely terrifying idea is very likely to be true.

This woman, it is possible that she has already controlled the pathogenic divisions of the sick incubator.

In the entire sick incubator, there is not a single normal person.

But after all, I have to continue to explore in this place, and some things cannot be broken too quickly.

Jiang Bingshu quickly walked to the corner. Because there was a call coming in.

Listening to Jiang Bingshu's voice gradually disappearing, Zhang Zhibing breathed a sigh of relief.

"This kid... shouldn't have found anything?"

Since everything is normal for Jiang Bingshu, it at least means that the secret has not been pierced.

Although he was still very surprised, why did Jiang Bingshu react so calmly after hearing the voice?

……

……

Outside the corridor, relying on his excellent hearing, Jiang Bingshu made sure that there was no one around, and then answered the phone.

"Sister Bingbing, I'm in the sick incubator right now, what's the matter?"

The call was from Liu Bing.

Jiang Bingshu was at the end of the corridor and lowered his voice to talk.

"Did you take a mission at the sick incubation center? Is it convenient to disclose?" Liu Bing asked.

"not very convenient……"

"Okay, I see. I'm calling to tell you that the girl you met last time selling purple wishing flowers may be an extremely dangerous ghost."

Jiang Bingshu was taken aback by Liu Bing's words.

The little girl who sells flowers is a ghost?

Whether it is the chess organization or the four major groups, they all agree on a statement.

That is, those who fail the psychological test and forcibly enter the magic word period are all ghosts.

If it is a ghost, it must be expelled and beheaded.

Liu Bing talked about their discoveries these days, and the more Jiang Bingshu heard, the more shocked.

"Is it really a devil wishing machine?"

"It's not clear yet, but she is likely to be controlled by a certain force. It's not clear what they will ask the girl to do. We don't know what the limit of her desire is..."

"It's really dangerous... I have to come back quickly."

The **** sick tree can understand the situation.

The coach asked him to make up for the endgame~www.novelmt.com~ This is important, but it is a long-term task.

Sister Bingbing and Sister Persimmon are responsible for issuing urgent tasks.

Liu Bing said:

"You are in the sick incubator, is everything normal?"

normal? This sick incubator, I am afraid that everything is not normal.

"It's hard to say, I found something here."

"In that case, I'll give you a little more time, and I'll pick you up later."

"Okay, I'll trouble Sister Bingbing."

The phone hangs up.

Jiang Bingshu sighed, "There's no stopping..."

He used to hear from the old monk that there were also many crimes in the Order Era, and the organization that solved the crimes there was called the police station.

Ordinary people live a peaceful life, and they all think that the police station is not busy.

But only those who have actually joined the police station will understand that they are never free. The case never stopped.

At this time, the **** diseased tree is this feeling.

How many bizarre things have you encountered since you came to chess for a few days?

Black chess team, Villa No. 9, rot dog disease, subway ward, flower girl... and this weird sick incubator.

It was densely packed, everything happened in these few days, and there was no time for people to rest at all.

Jiang Bingshu quickly cheered up, but he was able to think about it.

After all, Sick City has never been peaceful. Some troubles can't be dealt with, but someone has to deal with them.

"As for the wish flower, Jiang whispered that I don't have enough desire... I can't sense the little girl through the petals."

"This should be a breaking point."

"But before Sister Bingbing came to pick me up..."

Jiang Bingshu raised his head and looked at the ceiling:

"I have to meet at least once to see what kind of immortals are hidden in this sick incubator."