Unusual call

No one can find him here!

This thought immediately popped into Ji Chuan's mind. If the doctor finds out, he will definitely be treated forcibly now, and he will probably become one of those weird NPCs in the garden by then!

The door has been unlocked. Is there any blind spot to avoid? Ji Chuan couldn’t avoid it, so he ran back. Fortunately, the door was thick enough, and the voice of conversation could be vaguely heard, probably because someone was sent in again. They were inconvenient to move and bought time for Ji Chuan to send himself to the disinfection room.

After running all the way to the office lounge and still not finding a place to hide, Ji Chuan paused, turned around and ran into the bathroom, raised his hand and knocked on the mirror.

"Someone is here, let me in." Ji Chuan stood in front of the mirror, not treating himself as an outsider at all.

However, the mirror is still an ordinary mirror, as if old Hart is no longer here, and what is reflected in it is the scene of the men's bathhouse behind Ji Chuan.

Seeing this, Ji Chuan didn't panic at all, he smiled, turned around and went out, took the desk lamp from the desk, and held it in front of the mirror.

"You can try, it's faster for them to find me, or for me to smash the mirror with a desk lamp." Ji Chuan's smile gradually became cruel, and the good temper he had just talked with Old Hart seemed to have completely disappeared, "You Guess again, will I do anything to your little Hart?"

As soon as the last sentence was finished, dark ripples appeared in the mirror. The light-blond old Hart looked at Ji Chuan sullenly. He obviously didn't expect that this person had gone out of the mirror and wanted to come in again. , and even called him in the same tone as calling out to his neighbors, making people want to beat him up!

"Do you think this is a place where you can come and go whenever you want?" Old Hart grinded his gums with few teeth left, making a clanging sound like metal colliding with each other.

"I think so." Ji Chuan played with the black wires on the desk lamp, wrapped them around his wrist into a very technological bracelet, and by the way made it easier for him to use, he couldn't help but nodded in satisfaction, "Otherwise you What are you doing out there?"

Old Hart smashed his own foot, he was blocked at the moment and had nothing to say, as long as he stretched out his hand again, he would pull Ji Chuan from the outside back to the inner world.

"They should have entered the operating room on the left. Is there a mirror there to see what's going on inside?" After landing his feet on the ground, Ji Chuan's first thought was to peep.

"No!" Old Hart snorted coldly, turned around and walked out. While walking, he kept saying that children nowadays are rude and don't know how to respect the old and love the young, especially the old!

"Really? I heard Little Hart's voice just now." Ji Chuan didn't care, and followed with a smile.

I saw Old Hart limping to the operating room on the left, and dug out a medical microscope from the worn-out surgical tools.

"That's okay too?!" Ji Chuan didn't think at all that the little thing covered with mildew could be of any use.

Old Hart ignored Ji Chuan, put it on his face directly, then walked around the operating room a few times, and stopped near the hospital bed, then he took off the mirror and threw it to Ji Chuan without saying a word.

Ji Chuan took the item reflexively, and almost threw it out as soon as he got it, but when he remembered that this item was probably the source of the only clue so far, he gritted his teeth secretly, and forcibly endured the nausea coming from the palm of his hand. Feel.

"Take it, stand here with me." Old Hart said, pointing to where he was standing, and then moved out of the way.

You have to wear it on your face! ?

The little thing in his hand is old, broken, dirty and ugly, Ji Chuan even wanted to use all the words in the world about mess and mess on it, but when he remembered that he would have to wear this thing for a while, he abruptly put the relevant words on it. Vocabulary becomes an antonym of compliment.

"Oh, it's so delicate." Ji Chuan looked around while brainwashing himself, as if he was looking for something.

Old Hart frowned, seeing that Ji Chuan was like a fool, he couldn't help looking at him with caring eyes for the mentally retarded, but he saw that the man didn't go to the place he pointed out to him, but stood beside him.

"There." Old Hart patiently pointed out to him again based on the principle of doing everything for his son.

"I know." Ji Chuan didn't move after answering, but picked up a corner of the dusty robe worn by Old Hart, and wiped the medical microscope in his hand.

"..." Old Hart stared at him in disbelief, his mung bean-sized pupils almost turned into mung bean paste, "This is clothes."

"That's just right." Ji Chuan shamelessly wiped the microscope clean, and still put it on his head in distaste, fixing it at the position of his eyes.

A miraculous thing happened, his eyes seemed to penetrate the dimensional wall, and he saw the situation in the operating room outside, and as he kept changing directions, he could still see the position he wanted to see.

When he moved his gaze to the hospital bed, he couldn't help but froze.

The person lying on the bed is the angel's little follower, the one who was supposed to stay in the staff dormitory.

"Her symptoms are fairly stable. I'm using two now. Is the measurement too..." Les was the one who spoke, and Hart also brought him in because of his status as the attending physician.

"How about Rhett?" Hart ignored Rice, and drew 40ml of medicine into the syringe by himself.

"I injected today's dose, and I'm sleeping." Les sighed vaguely when he saw that Hart wouldn't move, "What on earth are you planning?"

Hart pushed the liquid medicine into the little servant's blood, threw the needle to the nurses aside, and signaled them to continue testing her indicators, but he took off his mask and white coat and went outside to the disinfection room.

The two medicines may make the little follower sleep for a long time, Ji Chuan also walked out following Hart's perspective, and followed Rice out of the operating room.

"Even if they can't be cured, they will live as they imagined." Hart told Rice while washing his hands, "Isn't the purpose of this nursing home just to give them the best home?"

"Do you call those monsters in the yard the best destination?" Les probably really didn't understand Hart's brain circuit, and his tone couldn't help being excited, "They came here to calm down return to nothingness, but what about you?"

"Me?" Hart wiped off the water on his hands, turned around and looked at Rice with dissatisfaction, "I gave them what they wanted, even if it was dangerous to us, is there anything wrong with me doing this?"

"Hart!" Les couldn't help but grabbed Hart's collar and looked at him angrily, "You were never like this before!"

"Let go." The corners of Hart's mouth, which always seemed to be smiling, collapsed, and his eyes suddenly changed from cold and cold to fierce. "What gave you the courage to tell me what to do? Why do you think you are here?"

Hearing this, Les' eyes darkened, and he let go of Hart's hand, and left the disinfection room without a word.

After they took the little follower out together, Ji Chuan went back to the bathroom, where Old Hart was waiting for him.

"Could it be..." Ji Chuan tentatively asked after taking off the medical microscope.

"Yes, Rice doesn't exist at all." As he said, Old Hart took out a half-remained photo from his pocket and handed it to Ji Chuan, "Les is actually my father."

Ji Chuan took the photo in shock, and found that it was the missing left half of the photo shown to her by the little follower. The man with light brown hair who was not young was standing there smiling happily, his left arm was clearly around the person. , but the photo was torn apart from the wrist, if Ji Chuan hadn't seen the photo from his little follower, the two would not be connected at all.

"Our hair color is inherited from our mother." Old Hart's voice was full of nostalgia and mourning, and in the old and old bathroom, there was a lingering feeling immediately.

Rice is the old Hart's appearance when he was young, more precisely, the appearance of a teenager, and little Hart has mixed a little of his own appearance, Ji Chuan, who has never observed Rice carefully, did not recognize it at all.

This Rice, maybe you can fight for it.

"Let's go, there is no one outside, only two nurses are left to clean up, you take this opportunity to sneak away." Old Hart saw that Ji Chuan did not speak, so he grabbed the man and forced him into the mirror, throwing him away again go out.

"Then what, you can't let me come out of the nursing home directly?" Ji Chuan, who was thinking about something, was suddenly thrown out vigorously, and almost fell into the mud. Te hurriedly asked before giving up again, "I don't even know where the door to the nursing home is!"

"You have to go out from here." Old Hart said suddenly, "The door leading to here is not pushed open, the way to open the door is on the ivy."

After saying these words, Old Hart disappeared, no matter how much Ji Chuan knocked on the mirror, it was useless.

The time to leave must be against the clock, Ji Chuan didn't hesitate any more, but ran directly to the door, and when he got to the door, he listened carefully and confirmed that the nurse was still in the operating room, before he slipped out through the iron door that was concealed, Don't forget to restore the door to the size of the gap left before he came out.

Relying on his memories, Ji Chuan came to the place where the people he saw disappeared that day, and looked up at the creeper on the wall.He didn't pay attention to it before, but after careful observation this time, he discovered that the ivy in one place was fake!

It turns out that this door is still a mechanical one!

Ji Chuan reached out and grabbed the fake and realistic creeper, tried to pull it down, and sure enough, he heard the sound of heavy objects rubbing against each other. Immediately afterwards, a hole about two meters wide was opened on the wall next to him. The son jumped out from inside.

After Ji Chuan came over, the door suddenly became fully automatic again, and it slowly lowered down by itself to restore itself to a wall, and it was difficult to find even a single gap.

Ji Chuan, who came back to the nursing home again, suddenly felt like he was alive after a catastrophe. Knowing the whole story of the nursing home, he inexplicably felt that his heart had calmed down, and he was not as irritable as he was when he didn't know how to solve the puzzle.

Stepping on the gravel path of the garden again, seeing those people in the garden basking in the sun fiddling with equipment, pretending to chat and talk, Ji Chuan even felt a little sad in his heart.

I don't know if it was because of Ji Chuan's change of mood that those NPC monsters who were supposed to look at him didn't pay attention to him, but they were still doing their own things, as if Ji Chuan didn't exist at all.

Why had they suddenly stopped paying attention to him?

Is this what old Hart meant when he said that you must come out from behind the wall?