Become a villain after transmigrating into an infinite game

Chapter 52 The Recovery Perfectionist

"Mr. Quan, I'm sorry."

Lu Lin was apologetic and anxious, bowing and apologizing, and the other preschool teachers behind her were also bending over with nervous expressions.

In the emergency room that was isolated for emergency, children aged six or seven were lying on the hospital bed, their faces were ashen, with a faint silvery luster like those on TV.

Across the viewing glass, a doctor in a protective suit anxiously checks the data.

Quan Heng didn't speak, his attitude was unclear, he just dialed the prayer beads and looked at the dying child inside through the window.

Like the suffocating silence before the storm.

"Damn it, what a bad flu, shit!" Sang Ting trembled with anger, took a few deep breaths before trying to calm down, "Have you brought the children anything to eat? Flies are likely to land on the food, just Snacks!"

"No no."

Lu Lin waved her hands again and again, and said nervously: "We came out after breakfast, and it's not lunch time yet, so I didn't dare to let them eat indiscriminately. Moreover, the dollhouse has an independent entrance, and there are no snack shops nearby due to the rectification."

"Open the door." Quan Heng suddenly ordered.

"...No boss, this is contagious!"

Sang Ting was stunned, panicked for a moment, and tried to dissuade him without thinking, "Let's wait for the doctor's test report, or I'll go in and have a look..."

"It's not safe for you to go in." Quan Heng raised his finger to stop him, and turned his head to look at Lu Lin, "You have also been in contact with the child, do you have related symptoms?"

Lu Lin was startled, shook her head, and looked behind her: "What about you? Do you have any related symptoms?"

"No."

"I do not have either."

……

The teachers shook their heads.

"You have come into contact with children, but there is no abnormality." Quan Heng said calmly, "It is contagious, but it is only contagious to children, and it has no effect on adults."

The teachers froze.

"There is no adult in the news, and doctors wearing protective clothing are only a precaution in case of unknown circumstances." Quan Heng raised his jaw slightly and ordered, "Open the door."

Sang Ting pursed his lips nervously, and was about to move when Quan Heng stopped him with his eyes, so he had to stop.

Seeing Quan Heng enter without protective clothing, the doctors panicked for a moment, and Quan Heng signaled to continue in the next second.

This hospital is completely owned by Lan Zhuang and Quan Heng. The doctors dare not speak, and hurriedly lowered their heads and continued with their own work.

The children were lying on the bed in dead silence. If it weren't for the slight breathing and fluctuating electrocardiogram, people would think that they were a room full of dead bodies.

"It's not a virus." Quan Heng reached out and touched the forehead of one of the children. It felt cold and slightly stiff. "This is not a symptom that can be defined by existing science."

Her words were not deliberately lowered, and the people behind the protective glass could hear her clearly.

"Not existing science?" Sang Ting whispered, slightly puzzled.

Immediately, he sensitively thought of the recent events: "Gu worm...does that organization still exist?"

Quan Heng can basically judge that this is the pollution caused by underground monsters, but it is not clear what it is.

"Teacher Quan..."

A faint voice sounded, and the hand that Quan Heng was about to withdraw just now was gently held by the little boy.

His eyes could only open very small slits, exuding an inorganic silver color, like two small silver mirrors.

"Xiao Jin, what's the matter?" Quan Heng remembered that this child was a survivor of the fire. Both parents died, and he was taken to an orphanage under the name of Lanzhuang.

When a person reaches a certain height, he always finds a way to retain his humanity and prevent himself from being addicted to self-interest. Quan Heng chose this method.She funded and controlled several orphanages and relief charities, and even found time to teach these children to read.

Quan Heng was not the person in charge of Lan Zhuang there, the children would call him "teacher", and the kindergarten teachers in charge cooperated with the children to call him that at Quan Heng's suggestion.

"Will I die...?" Xiao Jin asked very lightly, "Will I become... a star like Mom and Dad?"

"No." Quan Heng patted his head, and said warmly, "It will be fine after a short sleep, when you wake up, Teacher Quan will take you to buy cotton candy."

"Hmm..." The little boy closed his eyes tiredly, his gray and silver lips moved slightly, "It's a deal..."

"Go to sleep." Quan Heng tucked the quilt up for him, and when he lowered his eyes, he became cold again.

Out of the isolation room.

"Boss." Knowing that Quan Heng was in a bad mood, Sang Ting hesitated, "What should we do next? Should we invite experts, or..."

"Where you played, have you ever seen a mirror?" Quan Heng asked.

"Mirror, ah, I've seen it!" Lu Lin was startled, then nodded again and again, "I've seen it, there are many distorting mirrors in that toy house."

"Even on the roof," echoed the other teachers.

"That dollhouse featured kaleidoscopes and distorting mirrors, so we took the kids in."

really……

Quan Heng tapped his finger on the wheelchair, his thoughts were spinning.

"Boss, is there something wrong with those mirrors?" Sang Ting frowned, "I need to deal with it..."

"You don't want to get involved in this matter," Quan Heng raised his hand, his voice was calm, "Do you understand what I mean?"

"But Boss—"

"Sang Ting," Quan Heng's tone slightly increased, "Do you need me to say it a second time?"

Sang Ting lowered his head: "...Yes."

"Lanzhuang can't come forward in this matter, someone will help us get rid of those mirrors." Quan Heng ordered, "Send someone to check the Dragon City Amusement Park, and look into it..."

Quan Heng lightly tapped on the side of the chair, the blood tourmaline on the Buddha beads swayed slightly, with a flowing blood red: "Especially to make sure that no one has died in this amusement park."

Ah Cheng took the order: "Yes, I will go now."

"I'm tired."

Quan Heng propped his head up, and closed his eyes tiredly, "If there is any situation here, please inform Jiang He, if anyone wants to see them, let them be kicked out, if there is anything wrong with these children..."

Her voice was so calm that the nursing teachers' hearts were pounding and they nodded quickly.

"Yes, yes, don't worry, we will keep an eye on it."

"I won't let outsiders take them away, no, I won't let outsiders take a look."

"We must make up for our mistakes, and there will be no more accidents..."

Guaranteed to be heard again and again for a while.

"Boss," Sang Ting said worriedly as he pushed the wheelchair, "You haven't closed your eyes much since last night. I'll push you upstairs to the family room to sleep first."

Since this is a private hospital, the family room is also a large VIP room, and the conditions are not much worse than those at home.

"En." Quan Heng didn't refuse, she really needed a rest now.

The incident broke out in the morning, and Quan Heng set the alarm clock to rest until the evening. The buzzing in his mind caused by typing, staying up late, and overthinking basically disappeared, and then he landed in the border area.

No matter what kind of existence this "perfect person" is, don't even think about successfully reviving in the mirror through sacrifice.

(End of this chapter)