Thriller Paradise

"Ah..." A dry cockroach came out from behind the curtain, which should have been from the master of the hand.

In general, if the protagonist in the horror film encounters this situation, he may be scared to scream and fall to the ground with a soft leg.

But the seal is not so calm, his reasoning has not stopped...

"Left hand, the wrinkles on the back of the hand are obvious, the nails are thick and thick, and they look like the hands of the elderly, but the grip is amazing; the blue veins under the skin and the veins have a lot of puncture marks near the veins, indicating that they are infusion all year round. The skin color is not normal, and it is distributed. It’s a scent of formalin; it’s no coincidence that I can accurately grasp my wrist through the curtain..."

I feel my gaze and my heart is moving.

At this moment, there are three plans in his mind: first, pick up the folding knife and smash it; second, the backhand is twisted, the other side is pulled out, and the shoulder is broken; third, the curtain is opened. Hey, let's say...

Considering that my current combat power is no different from ordinary people... I finally chose a safer approach. So he put out the other hand (the knife is still in the palm of his hand), pinched the long curtain on the side of the bed with his index finger and thumb and pulled it laterally.

Oh...

The plastic ring on the top of the curtain slides over the iron bar and makes a strange noise.

The people in the hospital bed soon appeared in front of the eyes...

Overall, it is an old man who looks like a corpse. He lay on his back on the bed, wearing a light blue sick suit, pale complexion and stiff body.

At first glance, I feel that the 80% of the eyes are not "living people." Because the old man’s body surface has inserted hundreds of infusion tubes...

The ends of the tubes were all attached to the wall above the bed, and black liquid was flowing through the tubes. The needles at the front end of the infusion tube are all under the skin of the old man at 90 degrees, almost covering the whole body. The positions of the needles are: forehead, neck, torso (separated by clothes), soles of the feet, etc., these places are inserted in the tube, the most amazing thing is... even his two eyes. All are inserted into the infusion tube... It is a real "wearing all the pain."

"Oh..." The old man grabbed his brother's wrist and slowly turned his head. Although he had a needle on his two eyes, he still "sees" Xiangjue and said hard, " Thirsty... I am thirsty..."

"Old man." Feng did not hear the words and said with a long heart, "Can you take medicine without injection, can not get an injection?" Have you heard this? The World Health Organization has emphasized how many times..."

"Thirsty..." The old man ignored him and continued to speak his own lines.

I didn’t feel a sigh, and followed the npc’s routine: “Well... I will give you some water to drink?”

"I want to drink... cold beer..." The old man replied.

"Old man. 'Do you want to do more liver?' Have you heard this?" Feng did not know, "Is it appropriate to drink alcoholic beverages in your state?" He looked up at the wall above the bed, "say... What is it flowing from the wall to your body? Is oil or cola?"

"Dr. Pepper..." the old man replied.

"That's really hard for you..." I couldn't help but whisper.

(Dr. Pepper is the name of a soft drink, the English name is dr_pepper, also translated by Yan Quan, Dr. Piper, etc. The drink has a large number of loyal supporters around the world with its unique taste. Its taste is very subtle. In "South Park", it was spoofed as "a special drink for the agnostic.")

"I want to drink... cold beer..." the old man repeated again.

"Good... understand..." During the conversation, I was constantly trying to open the other hand, but it was unsuccessful. Therefore, he can basically judge that this is a branch task that must be picked up once triggered. "I will give you this."

"Thank you...thank you..." The old man heard this. I loosened my wrist.

At the same time, the system prompts are also coming: [The branch task has been triggered]

In the taskbar, a new line of instructions was added: [A bottle of cold beer was purchased in the vending machine in the restaurant lobby and brought to Mr. Harper of the 216 ward. 】

"Oh. Are you Mr. Harper?" He looked at the game menu and said to the old man in front of him, "Can you tell me by the way. How do I go to the restaurant?"

"Thirsty...sirsome..." Harper had no problem with his brother, and he whispered softly.

"Well... very good." Feng did not feel guilty of the wrist that was caught sour, shrugged and said, "There is no hint at all, it is so interesting."

Although he was forced to take over the sideline task, he still felt hesitant about whether to complete it.

"In theory, I stayed in this room until dawn, didn't I pass the customs..." Feng did not feel the heart, "but in terms of the urine of this script, it should not allow me to be in the same The place has been staying for too long. Staying in the hall for a long time will lead Chad, so staying in the ward for too long may lead to something else..."

When he read this, he had already reached the second bed, the one next to Mr. Harper.

This time, the seal did not even open the curtain directly. But this bed is nothing but empty.

"Hey... will I be like this?" He felt a cold smile and took out his sunglasses.

In the next five minutes, he used the sunglasses angle of view and the naked eye to look at the whole bed up and down, left and right, and every corner of the bed. The sheets were also seen and touched by him. After smelling it, I stumbled into my mouth and tasted it... After he finished these things, he still didn't give up. He also used a folding knife to knock on the support of the bed. He wanted to hear if there was something hidden in the key.

Finally, after this toss, after a lot of energy, he finally confirmed 100%... This is just an empty bed as a scene decoration.

"Ok, the next one." Hee Ge did not seem to care about this, but he was doing nothing, and he was also happy.

"Hey, I said, man." Just as I was ready to go to the third bed, suddenly there was a voice coming from behind him, sounding like the voice of a middle-aged man. "I am here, behind you." ""

I didn’t feel the words turning around and looking at the sound. The voice rang from the bed in the middle of the other side of the room. The bed was also surrounded by curtains.

"You are calling me?" asked the temper.

"Yes." The voice replied. "Can you come over?"

"Okay." When he said it, he leaned back and walked. After approaching a certain distance, he suddenly reached out and quickly opened the curtain in front of the bed and shrank back like lightning.

"What are you doing?" The middle-aged uncle sitting on the bed looked at him and his eyes looked as if he was saying, "Is this kid sick?"

Feng did not feel the other side up and down, immediately asked: "Hey... are you a vampire?"

He would ask this question because the characteristics of the other party are quite obvious, and the face is basically the same as the classic vampire image of Disney cartoon. White face, red lips, back, fangs. The face is thin, and the temperament is cold. If the goods are now dressed in a suit rather than a sick suit, then I will not ask if I ask...

"Hey, boy, are you rude? Do you know?" said the vampire uncle. "Are you a racist?"

"Nothing...when I didn't say it." Feng did not feel hurrying and shaking his head.

"My name is Richard Sutherland, you can call me the count," said the count.

"Let's listen to him nonsense." Another sharp voice rang from the bed on the right hand side of the count, the bed opposite Mr. Harper. "He is not an earl."

"Shut up! You drunk!" the count yelled at the side.

The voice known as the "Alcoholic" replied: "The Earl has a castle! Do you have it?"

"This is nonsense!" Earl replied, "Who is stipulated?"

"In short, this is the case!" the drunkard replied.

When they both quarreled. The seal has been moved a few steps sideways, and the curtains on the side of the "Alcoholic" bed have been opened.

On the bed, sitting on a green skin, a very short creature, his pointed nose. Big eyes, no doubt... he is a Goblin. Moreover, at this time, he wore a set of sick clothes.

"What? Why don't you know how to respect other people's **?" After the curtain was opened, the Goblin would not know how to seal.

"Sorry... I didn't expect a person who eavesdropped and arbitrarily joined someone else's conversation. Even focused on **." Feng did not use a strong point of view to refute the other party.

"Oh..." That time Bloomton was speechless.

"Haha..." The count laughed. "Have it! Victor, you have it today!"

"Oh... are you called Victor?" asked the secretary and took it.

"It's the great Victor Ridderks!" Victor replied. “A well-known trade tycoon!”

"He just smuggled all kinds of wine and arms." The count was on the side of the road.

"Less Luo! You are a fake aristocrat!"

"Shut up! You are a black heart speculator!"

The two of them soon quarreled with a word.

I didn’t feel a sigh, and I watched it for a while. When the two people’s speech frequency slowed down a bit, they said to the count, “So, let’s ask me to come over and do what I want to do. ?"

"Oh, yes." The count turned his head back and forth. "Are you going to help Harper to get the beer? I want you to drop in the blood bank to help me with some plasma, preferably b-type, not much, Two bags are enough."

"Ha?" I couldn't help but replied with anger. "If you want to **** blood... don't you have a ready-made Goblin next to you?"

"Hey!" Victor immediately snorted with dissatisfaction.

"It’s too savage. It’s just an animal's behavior to **** blood directly from a living thing.” The count looked at him with a puzzled look. “Young people, do you see too much violent movies?”

"Oh...hehe..." The mouth twitched and laughed a few times. "In a sense, your answer is to reassure me a lot."

"Oh! Right, if you want to go to the blood bank, you can bring me something back by the way." Victor said at this time, "Yesterday, I lost a key. I guess it is the pediatrics on the first floor. If you can find it in the emergency room, if you can find it for me, I can give you a generous reward!"

"No problem!" The seal was agreed upon. The most crucial part of Victor’s whole sentence is undoubtedly the last five words...

"I won't let you run once in a while." Earl said, "You bring the blood to me, and I will give you something to exchange."

"Okay, yes." I didn't know how to figure it out anymore. Anyway, if he got to run, it would be better to pick up more tasks at a time, collect things and come back.

[Square task has been triggered]

So, the system prompts come, and there are two more new tasks in the task bar.

[Get two packs of b-type plasma from the blood bank and bring it to Count Richard Sutherland in the 216 ward. 】

[Locate Victor's key in the 1f pediatric office and return it to Victor Ridderks of the 216 ward. 】

"Finally... I have a question." Feng asked the two of them to ask, "I see that the two hands and feet are sound and not bound by anything. Why don't you do it yourself?"

"I have cirrhosis of the liver, it is not appropriate to move." Victor replied.

The count's reply is more crisp and neat, just two words: "anemia." (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!