I'm A BUG In A Thriller Game

The ninth day of wasteland reclamation · "Bad boys must be punished, I will tell the dean..."

Feng Huai frowned, intuitively feeling that something was wrong with the doctor in front of him, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

He tilted his head and said to Jiang Fang, "You go out first."

"Ah? I'm not well yet." Jiang Fang said in a daze, pointing to his nose that was still bleeding, then turned to the doctor and asked, "Can you prescribe me some coffee? I'm still hurting here. "

The doctor in a white coat heard the words, smiled, and said in a good-tempered manner: "Okay, wait for me."

Jiang Fang's eyes lit up as if he was flattered. He didn't expect the doctor to be so talkative today, so he nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, how much?"

"Five milligrams," said the doctor.

Jiang Fang smacked his lips as if he thought it was too little, but talking was better than nothing.

He sat back on the chair and watched the doctor walk into the inner room of the medicine room in the infirmary.

"Five milligrams of morphine is much more valuable than the cigarettes you roll here! It's a good thing!" Jiang Fang excitedly explained to Feng Huai, guessing that the newcomer didn't know the "trading system" in the prison, so he thought happily To introduce.

However, Feng Huai's focus is not here.

When the doctor walked into the inner room of the pharmacy, he got off the bed, walked quickly to the door of the infirmary, and pulled the door tentatively, but it really couldn't be opened.

Jiang Fang looked at Feng Huai blankly, wondering, "What's wrong? The door is locked? What kind of door is locked in broad daylight... Let me try."

Jiang Fang leaned over and fiddled with the door lock. After a few seconds of fiddling with no results, he couldn't help frowning: "What's going on?"

He turned to Feng Huai, and Feng Huai turned his head and stepped on the table again, trying to open the half-open window.

Unexpectedly, the moment Feng Huai's hand touched the window, there was a loud bang, and the four windows next to the wall were all closed in unison without anyone touching them.

Jiang Fang trembled, looked at Feng Huai, and had a bad guess vaguely in his heart.

Last time, when he and Feng Huai were in the same room, when Feng Huai suddenly got off the bed and looked around, nothing good happened.

He swallowed, lowered his voice and asked, "No way? Have we met that again?"

Feng Huai jumped down from the table lightly, glanced at the goatee full of nervousness on his face, and said lightly: "I can't let you go."

Jiang Fang wanted to cry without tears: "I didn't know that you let me go out because of this... Next time you ask me to do whatever I do, I will do exactly what I say, no nonsense."

"You really want to encounter this kind of situation again?" Feng Huai asked back.

He didn't seem very nervous, and he didn't seem to be trapped somewhere. This gesture comforted Jiang Fang virtually.

Maybe not as dangerous as last night?Jiang Fang thought with a trace of luck.

He laughed dryly, and replied: "Then I definitely don't want to encounter this situation, but is this something I can avoid if I don't want to?"

Feng Huai paused slightly when he heard the words, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, obviously amused by Jiang Fang.

He looked at Jiang Fang and gave him an encouraging look: "I have a clear understanding and a good attitude."

Jiang Fang accepted the great god's words as a compliment.

"Is there something wrong with that doctor?" Jiang Fang started the topic again. He quietly glanced into the pharmacy, but he didn't see anyone. He muttered, "I just said why today's doctors are so talkative, can you tell me?" |Coffee will give you morph|coffee."

Feng Huai suddenly grabbed Jiang Fang's back collar and threw him behind him abruptly.

A doctor in a white coat came out from the half-open door of the pharmacy room, holding a thick needle in his hand, and looked at Jiang Fang with a smile: "It's ready, come on."

Jiang Fang only felt that the doctor was smiling so strangely that his skin was covered with goosebumps.

He turned his head and asked Feng Huai in a low voice: "Why do I think he's weird? Is it a psychological effect?"

Feng Huai didn't answer, but asked him in a low voice: "Did you bring the screws with you? Are they made of iron?"

Jiang Fang didn't understand why Feng Huai asked this suddenly, but he still nodded his head: "Yes, it's iron, it's still rusty."

Feng Huai let out a "huh" and whispered a few words in Jiang Fang's ear.

"What are you doing over there?" The doctor standing at the door was a little impatient, but still with a smile on his face, he gently urged, "Jiang Fang, come here first, and you can lie down and rest after the injection."

When Jiang Fang heard this, he shook his head quickly: "No, no, no, why is it an injection? I don't want an injection, so I will..."

As he spoke, he backed away until he reached the edge of the bed before stopping.

The doctor's face remained unchanged, he was still smiling, and he was not annoyed when he saw Jiang Fang backing away, and said: "The injection will take effect quickly, and it is the most effective for you children who are afraid of pain and want to make trouble."

child?Jiang Fangxin said that he is not too young, not to mention that if he is really a child, five milligrams of morphine will not cause accidents?

He said dryly: "But doctor, I don't make noise or make noise, I just want some morphine, so forget it if you don't give it, I'll just bear it. How about I go first?"

"Don't go." The doctor's face suddenly darkened, and the smile disappeared completely.

Jiang Fang's heart skipped a beat, he swallowed, and watched the doctor approach him.

The closer the distance between the two, the more obvious the weirdness he felt.

Until the doctor reached out and grabbed Jiang Fang's shoulder, Jiang Fang suddenly realized what that strange feeling was——

Before, he always felt that the doctor's head and body looked extremely uncoordinated. No matter where he went or what he was doing, his head was like a wooden man, and it would only turn when the body turned.

It wasn't until now that the doctor came to him that he noticed that the head and neck that was hastily covered by the collar was actually a bunch of clumsy, rough and messy surgical sutures.

It looks like a childish and messy way of doing it.

A chill hit Jiang Fang's head and heart.

Feng Huai quietly moved to the back of the doctor's vest, but the doctor didn't notice. He was binding Jiang Fang's arm with a rubber band, and gently patted the skin, showing the blue veins.

Jiang Fang shuddered slightly. He didn't know if it was because of his psychology. He only felt that the doctor's palm was terribly cold, not like the temperature of a living person at all.

He widened his eyes in horror and looked at Feng Huai.

Standing behind the doctor, Feng Huai raised his eyes coldly. After receiving Jiang Fang's gaze, he nodded slightly, slowly raised his arms, and counted down with his fingers——

3

The cold needle tip sticks to the skin of the arm.

Jiang Fang suppressed his fear, and according to Feng Huai's instructions, he suddenly got low, got out from under the doctor's unsuspecting position, and quickly circled to the back of the other party, hiding behind Feng Huai.

The syringe in the doctor's hand emptied, and five milligrams of morphine shot out and landed on the floor tiles.

The puddle of water on the floor tiles seemed to suddenly anger the "good-natured" doctor.

A hiss of suppressed anger came out of his throat: "Naughty brat! A bad boy who makes trouble all day long! You must be punished, and I will tell the dean..."

He turned his body and head stiffly, which seemed clumsy and slow compared to the previous frontal movements.

When he turned to the back, his eyes met Feng Huai's.

Feng Huai narrowed his eyes slightly, holding the screw that belonged to Jiang Fang between his fingers, under the completely surprised stare of the doctor, he clapped his hands violently, and slapped the sharpened screw into the doctor's chest.

;His movements were quick and precise, no one would have thought that a screw that was no longer than the length of a finger could be turned into a trick in Feng Huai's hands.

He slapped the doctor's chest with one palm, and then he slapped the doctor's chest several times one after another like a drum, respectively, corresponding to the left and right lungs, liver, spleen and gallbladder.

Every palm strike was extremely precise, leaving no doubt that if he had been given a butcher knife, he might have been able to dismantle the doctor on the spot.

The sharpened nail head was hidden in Feng Huai's palm, leaving small and inconspicuous wounds on the doctor's body.

The doctor yelled in pain, ignoring the difficulty in coordinating his body and movements, he opened his arms and rushed towards Feng Huai fiercely, but the other party turned around lightly to dodge.

Jiang Fang noticed sharply that the wounds made by the screws did not smear blood on the white coat, but the surrounding area of ​​the wound seemed to be corroded by aqua regia, and it hurt just looking at it, but the doctor looked like It is unaware.

Feng Huai led the maddened doctor to chase him in the small infirmary, and when he saw the opportunity, he left a wound on the other's body.

Jiang Fang opened his mouth slightly - the boss is...flying a kite?

It's like brushing a copy of the boss in the game alone.

Jiang Fang felt that this description was a bit inappropriate, but he couldn't seem to find a better way to describe it.

"Why are you in a daze!" Feng Huai shouted coldly.

As soon as Jiang Fang came back to his senses, he saw the doctor rushing towards him.

Jiang Fang broke out in a cold sweat, and before he had time to escape, the doctor had already rushed in front of him.

He could even see the sutured wound on the doctor's neck clearly. Because of the intense running, the already loose surgical thread was torn apart, and he could see the scene behind the doctor through the rough connection gap between the skin and flesh.

It's a bit disgusting, and it seems to be able to smell the smell of pus coming from the wound.He subconsciously held his breath, thinking he was going to burp.

However, the doctor's movements stopped abruptly, and he stopped in front of Jiang Fang, motionless.

Jiang Fang blinked his eyes very slowly, and after he realized it, he crawled out from under the doctor's hand.

As soon as he went around the back, he saw his screw being shot into the back of the doctor's head with incomparable precision by Feng Huai.

Jiang Fang swallowed his saliva, very grateful.

Every wound on the doctor's body caused by screws was emitting corrosive smoke, especially the wound on the back of the head.

Jiang Fang didn't dare to look any further, the man stood motionless in place, and the corroded wounds all over his body were getting bigger and bigger.

Feng Huai walked over, stretched out his hand and touched it lightly, and saw the doctor's whole body vanished the moment his fingertips touched it.

At the same time, the infirmary they were in also seemed to be collapsing, the surrounding wallpaper was falling off, and the floor tiles were cracked and shaking.

Jiang Fang's eyes widened: "An earthquake?!"

However, in the next second, everything returned to calm.

Jiang Fang looked around and was surprised to find that they were standing in the corridor.

The author has something to say: 1. Mystery · Faith · Knowledge: Ghosts are afraid of iron products, others are nonsense

2. Perhaps Jiang Fang's behavior of standing and watching the show was too annoying, which caused the hatred of the boss to get out of control, commonly known as OT

3. Feng Huai is so handsome

感谢在2020-11-0120:14:12~2020-11-0223:25:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 soul of Yin Tian;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of kylin;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!