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Ning Luan felt goosebumps all over his body: "...Even after eating so much, why does he still look like he hasn't eaten in 800 years?"

Long Zexu lived in convalescent room 305, and the wooden boards on the door were painted with yellow paint.The yellow five elements belong to the earth, and the changes in his body should be the organs of the five elements that belong to the earth.

Zhou Yan: "Long Zexu has a stomach problem."

"Then it wouldn't be like this?" Ning Luan showed doubts, "He didn't violate any rules."

Lu Chenzhao smiled: "How do you know he hasn't violated the rules?"

"...Could it be that he violated it?" Ning Luan was aroused by his curiosity, and he didn't dare to ask Lu Chenzhao directly. He turned his head and looked at Zhou Yan anxiously, "Captain Zhou, you must know what's going on, right?"

Zhou Yan reminded with a blank face: "The clothes in the closet in the 305 convalescent room."

"Ah, I see." Ning Luan asked in a low voice, "You mean, there was a strip of cloth on his hospital gown, and he cut off the strip with his name on it?"

Zhou Yan: "It's just a possibility."

Ning Luan asked curiously, "Captain Zhou, when did you find out? Why didn't you expose them?"

"There is a hospital gown with Long Zexu's name on it, there is no need to waste time on uncertain things." Hearing footsteps coming from outside the corridor, Zhou Yan turned to look at the restaurant door.

After a while, the staff of Mingshan Sanatorium came in.Four staff came in one by one, each pushing a dining cart filled with buffet warming stoves.

The investigators standing near the door didn't know that their lunch had been eaten up, and they looked at the fragrant stove in bewilderment.

Xu Zhe: "Send so much in for the ghosts to eat? We can't finish what's on the table."

The people in front walked away, and the staff at the end stopped and said, "It's for you."

Xu Zhe: "..."

"Someone reported that the lunches we prepared for the convalescents were too small and not enough to eat, and urged us to send a few more carts." The staff didn't say anything more, and pushed the dining cart to catch up with the three people who were walking in front, and cleaned up with them. Put the warming stove full of meals on the table.

Seeing the staff's busy voice, Xu Zhe slowly turned his mind: "Is...Long Zexu and the others finished eating? And then urged the staff to bring over new ones?"

Liu Mian: "Yes."

From a distance, Qin Yan and Qiao Yuan, who were sitting opposite Long Zexu, stood up and faced the table with the warming stove.The expression on Liu Mian's face became a bit indescribable: "Do we need to go to get food now? I always feel that if we go late, the newly delivered lunch will be served by Long Zexu and the others."

After discussing for a while, they decided to wait for Captain Zhou and the indescribable boss to get their lunch before going there.

Knowing that Long Zexu's stomach had changed, Qiao Yuan and Qin Yan's desire for lunch was within the expectations of Zhou Yan and Lu Chenzhao.

Not wanting to pay too much attention to them doesn't mean not paying attention at all, Zhou Yan took a plate of rice and sat down not far from Long Zexu and the others.

Lu Chenzhao sat next to Zhou Yan, and Ning Luan wisely chose a seat that was farther away from Zhou Yan and the others, and closer to the three members of the dare not die team.

Lu Chenzhao leaned back against the back of the dining chair, glanced at Ning's chaotic back, and Long Zexu, who was eating with his head buried in the dinner plate, turned to look at Zhou Yan: "As expected of my captain, I chose the right position , you can see the scenery outside the window, and you won’t be affected by some people’s appetite.”

The position he chose was just right, but the positions of some people were not so good.Zhou Yan tilted his head and looked at Lu Chenzhao: "Can't you tell him directly?"

"Don't think so much." Lu Chenzhao's tone sounded a little dissatisfied, but the smile on his face became stronger, "I'm just praising you from the bottom of my heart."

Zhou Yan: "..."

Believe you are a ghost.

Compared with Lu Chenzhao's explanation, Zhou Yan believed in his intuition more.

Zhou Yan turned his head to look at the person who was eating with his head bowed: "Ning Luan, find a seat again, you are blocking my sight."

He is not directly in front of Team Zhou, how can he block Team Zhou's sight?With such doubts in mind, Ning Luan took the dinner plate and sat down again, in the same row as Team Zhou and Big Brother Lu, separated by two tables.

At [-]:[-], Lu Chenzhao hooked Zhou Yan's finger and entered the black box in the left pocket of Zhou Yan's coat.

Noticing that the indescribable boss had disappeared, Qin Yan lowered his head and spoke to Long Zexu who was sitting opposite him in a low voice: "Captain Long, that person... is gone."

"If you don't see it, it's gone." Long Zexu's face below the nose was always stuck to the plate, and he said vaguely while eating.

"I want to say..." I was about to say something important, worried that Zhou Yan would notice the situation here, Qin Yan wanted to go back and investigate, but was afraid of trying to cover it up, so he just lowered his voice, "We offended so much There are many people, what should we do after we go out? Is there anyone willing to team up with us to complete the mission in the future?"

Long Zexu's chewing speed slowed down. He looked up at Qin Yan with his eyes wide open, and his chin was lifted up, revealing his mouth full of food residues.

"No one can blame us for what we didn't do. I believe that after the task is 100% completed, those investigators who have read the new book will return our innocence."

Long Zexu sighed, soup dripped from the corner of his mouth and dripped onto the dinner plate: "I hope...we can all get out of here alive."

Qin Yan followed Long Zexu to carry out several missions, even though he was not very smart, he still vaguely understood the meaning of Long Zexu's words.

In a half-understanding state, Qin Yan felt that Long Zexu's thinking was really too optimistic: "Dragon Team, the content in the book is already adulterated, and there are so many people who are performing missions with us, if What if people in the field trust other investigators more?"

Long Zexu finally stopped eating.

He lowered his eyes and stared blankly at the half-empty dinner plate motionless, as if what was in front of him was a difficult problem that he could not handle.

"It's fine if they're all dead."

Qiao Yuan, who had been silent for a long time, spoke in a dark voice.

The dark circles under his eyes are heavy, blue and black, his cheeks and mouth are sickly red: "As long as everyone else is dead, those investigators can only believe you and the contents of the book."

"Are you crazy!?" Qin Yan said with wide-eyed eyes, "Forget about the other teams, how dare you take the idea of ​​the indescribable boss and Captain Zhou? They are not easy to mess with."

"Don't care about them." Qiao Yuan pulled out a weird smile, "It's better for them to be alive or dead. No one will believe what the pollutants and their teammates say."

Although the method Qiao Yuan said is dangerous, it is better than dying here, and better than finding no one to form a team after going out. Qin Yan asked Long Zexu: "Captain, what do you think of this method..."

"Enough!" Long Zexu patted the table, not giving Qin Yan a chance to finish his sentence, "No matter how difficult the situation is, I will not hurt other investigators. Don't even think about it!"

Getting angry is not enough to express his resistance to this matter, Long Zexu glared at Qin Yan angrily: "Qin Yan, you have been with me for so long, and you still agree with this kind of thing, I am really disappointed."

As if he was so angry that he couldn't control his emotions, Long Zexu shook his right arm emotionally, and punched Qin Yan's back with his fist.

Unexpectedly, it was Long Zexu's hand that hurt.

Long Zexu: "Why is the back of your hand so hard?"

"No... I don't know." Qin Yan withdrew his hand and looked at Long Zexu guiltily, "Captain, don't worry, I won't have that ridiculous idea again."

Long Zexu looked at Qiao Yuan: "What about you?"

Qiao Yuan opened his mouth and laughed a few times, the tip of his tongue was redder than blood.

"I'll pretend I haven't heard of it this time." Long Zexu looked at him with a serious face, "If there is another time, you should leave our team."

After Long Zexu finished speaking, he continued to bury his head and eat hard. As he ate, the empty space at the feet of the three of them and the table behind them were all full of empty dinner plates, and there was no place to put new ones.

Qin Yan asked: "Captain, do you still eat?"

Long Zexu: "Eat."

Qin Yan piled up a pile of empty tableware, arranged them like a hill, picked them up and walked towards the place where the other party's dirty tableware was.

"Crack, creak, creak—"

There were too many tableware in his arms, even if Qin Yan walked steadily, there were still some noises.

Seeing the tableware stacked higher than his head in Qin Yan's arms, Zhou Yan's eyes fell on Qin Yan's arm, and he fell into deep thought.

At 35:[-], only Long Zexu was still eating in the restaurant dedicated to convalescents.

After eating so much, Long Zexu's upper body didn't seem to have changed much. It wasn't until he grabbed the table and stood up, and those who noticed the movement over there realized that his abdomen was very high, as big as if he was stuffed inside. Two babies weighing seven or eight catties were born.

In order to relieve the discomfort in his body, Long Zexu had already unzipped his jacket and trousers. It was okay when he was sitting, but once he stood up, it was useless.

The trousers got stuck in the crotch and couldn’t be pulled up or taken off, and the loose-fitting sweater was stretched so tightly by the stomach that it seemed like it would tear apart with every step.

In addition to discomfort, or discomfort.

Qin Yan asked worriedly: "Captain, are you okay?"

"Fortunately, I'm just a little hungry..." No matter how hungry he is, given his current situation, he can't eat any more. Long Zexu stretched out his hand to Qin Yan, "I want to go to the bathroom, help me there."

Qin Yan walked to Long Zexu's side to support him, his muscular arms rounded the sleeves of his clothes.

Long Zexu looked down at the buttons on Qin Yan's cuffs that were stretched to the point that they were about to snap, but said nothing.

The belly was too big, and after walking a few steps, Long Zexu stopped panting, just as a sour smell came from his abdomen, Long Zexu turned his head and vomited at the table next to him.

"Whoa-"

The fully digested food was poured down like a basin of water with acid water and blood.

The place where Long Zexu was standing was very close to where Ning Luan was sitting before, if he was still sitting there, maybe Long Zexu's vomit could splash on his face.

After a wave of vomiting, Long Zexu's stomach was half smaller, and his mental state immediately improved a lot. Only the restaurant suffered, and the air was full of disgusting smell, which made everyone run away.

Finally able to leave alone, Long Zexu let go of Qin Yan's arm, and walked around while covering his nose.

At [-]:[-], Head Nurse Li arrived and met everyone in the corridor outside the restaurant dedicated to convalescents: "You have only been to the fifth floor of the entire Mingshan Sanatorium, I will show you around, and I will send you off when it is over." Go for physical therapy."

After lunch, Zhou Yan told Ning Luan all the inferences about the convalescent room and physical therapy that he had discussed with Lu Chenzhao, and asked him to tell the other convalescent staff the results.

Knowing that physiotherapy is not a good thing for them, Wen Bing wanted to make mental preparations in advance: "What physiotherapy?"

Head Nurse Li: "According to the treatment schedule, all of you will be given mud therapy in the afternoon. Unfortunately, there is not enough mud, so we have to do it separately. Some of the convalescents receive mud therapy, while others receive hydrotherapy."

Different treatment often implies danger. Wen Bing was vigilant and asked, "How do you decide who will receive mud therapy and who will receive hydrotherapy?"

"Don't worry." Head nurse Li glanced at the investigators with a smile. "Before I came, the doctor in charge of physiotherapy had already divided you into groups. The specific arrangement will not be known until you arrive at the place."

Wen Bing asked all the investigators what they were curious about. Zhou Yan was concerned, so he had to ask himself: "Master Li, the brochure says that the layout of the second floor of the nursing home is the same as that of the third floor. You can take us to the second floor." Do you want to visit?"

"No." Head nurse Li refused, "Everyone can't take the elevator to the second floor. If you're really interested, you can go up the stairs in the yard after dark."

Under the dim light, head nurse Li showed a creepy smile: "At that time, almost all the staff were resting in their own rooms. If you go, you will definitely be warmly welcomed by them."

Head nurse Li turned around with a smile, went to the elevator and pressed the button, and went to the fifth floor of the nursing home with everyone.

The physiotherapy rooms of Mingshan Sanatorium are mainly concentrated on the fourth floor, and those set up on the fifth floor are mostly places to enrich the convalescent life of the convalescents, such as reading rooms and gymnasiums, for their leisure and entertainment.

Without affecting physical therapy and meals, convalescents can take the elevator to the fifth floor for activities at any time during the day.

The time for the recuperators to receive physical therapy is fixed every day, and the time left for them to visit is limited. Head nurse Li just took everyone around the fifth floor, gave a brief introduction, and ended the visit.

"Ding--"

The elevator stopped on the fourth floor, thinking about receiving new physical therapy, before the door opened, Wen Bing, Liu Mian and others guarding the door first felt the darkness outside the door, thinking of what happened on the fourth floor in the morning. The hallway thing.

For a moment, they looked at Long Zexu, Qin Yan, and Qiao Yuan with blatant disgust.

For better or worse, they don't want to be grouped with these three.

The elevator door opened.

"Gada—"

Two voices sounded at the same time, and two faint lights lit up in the corridor outside the door, reflecting the figure standing behind the light source.Two people in medical protective suits, goggles and masks, covered from head to toe.

One of them was Doctor Yang, who was in charge of voice therapy, and the other one they didn't know. Judging by his body shape, he should be a male doctor.

No need to stand in the corridor and wait for someone to pick you up like last time.

The investigators came out of the elevator by the light of the flashlight, and Ning Luan was the last one. As soon as he stepped out of the elevator with two legs, the door closed behind him.

In the corridor, Dr. Yang's hoarse voice sounded in the silence: "I am in charge of mud therapy. Now I will start to read the names of the recuperators. Anyone who hears the names please come over and stand on my right."

Doctor Yang read all the lists in one breath. The recuperators who need mud therapy are Qin Yan, Qiao Yuan, Liu Mian, Qi Feng and Ning Luan.

Two people in the same team as him were called away, and Long Zexu's expression was not very good.He stood next to the doctor who hadn't spoken with his mouth tightly pursed, and he seemed to trust that doctor more than other investigators.

With Qi Feng and Liu Mian around, Ning Luan was not afraid of being in a group with Qin Yan and Qiao Yuan, but felt a bit regretful about being separated from Team Zhou and Brother Lu.

So when Dr. Yang asked them to follow him to the mud treatment room, Ning Luan didn't hesitate, he just greeted Zhou Yan and left with the others.

Dr. Yang led the other investigators away, and the remaining male doctor said to the rest of the people: "My surname is Shu, and you can call me Dr. Shu. Just in case, I will read the name of the doctor who needs to receive hydrotherapy. list of people."

No issues, the people who stayed were on the same list as those who needed to receive spa treatments.

Dr. Shu turned to face the left side of the corridor: "Let's go, I'll take you to the spa."

Long Zexu followed closely beside Dr. Shu with his belly outstretched, as if if he walked slowly, he would be bullied by the people behind him.

And the only ones walking behind him were Wen Bing and Xu Zhe.

As for Zhou Yan, he was holding the black box in his pocket and walking at the end of the line, four or five meters away from Wen Bing and Xu Zhe who were walking in front of him.

Suddenly smelling a bloody smell, Zhou Yan frowned, and gradually slowed down.

The smell of blood that Zhou Yan smelled was also smelled by Ning Luan who was walking towards the other side of the corridor.

Not because he has a good sense of smell, but because the smell of blood is really strong.

"I remember that when I left from the fourth floor in the morning, the smell in the corridor was so faint that I couldn't smell it. Why did it smell so strong..." Ning Luan was talking in a rambling manner as he walked, but he just said That's all, Team Zhou and Boss Lu were away, so he didn't expect anyone to answer his question.

Surprisingly, Doctor Yang answered out loud: "After you left, another staff came to clean the corridor."

Ning Luan didn't understand: "...it should be cleaner after cleaning, why is it still dirty?"

This time, Doctor Yang didn't speak again.

Soon, Dr. Yang stopped in front of a door with a flashlight. By the light of the flashlight, he could see a piece of copper martial arts embedded on the wall next to the door, with the words "mud therapy room" printed on it.

Dr. Yang entered the password to open the door, stood by the door and invited the investigator behind him in.

The size and pattern of the mud therapy room and the sound therapy room are the same, but the decoration is more complicated, and there are more things placed on the ground, making it appear more crowded.

The most eye-catching thing in the mud treatment room is a row of compartments against the wall.There are five compartments in total, and each compartment is only a little larger than the compartments in the public toilets. At first glance, I thought I had come to a toilet in a shopping mall.

Noticing everyone's gaze, Dr. Yang explained in a hoarse voice: "Those compartments are where you receive mud therapy. The so-called mud therapy is to apply the mixed mud on your body and let the mud stay on your body for 10 to [-] minutes. Three to [-] minutes, the longer you stay, the better the effect."

The expression on Dr. Yang's face gradually became serious: "I will call you in in order in a while. During the mud treatment, it is best for everyone not to make a sound or move casually. Once the mud applied to the body falls off , something dangerous will happen.”

In the same order as Doctor Yang read the list in the corridor, the first person to receive physical therapy was Qin Yan.

With Long Zexu not around, only Qiao Yuan was the only person Qin Yan could rely on. He patted Qiao Yuan's arm: "Brother, I'm going in."

Qiao Yuan's eyes were blank, as if he didn't hear what Qin Yan said.

When Qin Yan gave up waiting for a response and turned to walk forward, Qiao Yuan grinned violently and spoke words with unknown meaning in a strange tone.

"The sinful lambs are lost on the road, they err, they are guilty, their withering is fate, it is repayment..."

Qin Yan thought that Qiao Yuan was talking to him, and turned around and shouted, "What are you talking about? What do you mean!?"

Qiao Yuan suddenly put away his smile, his brows were calm, like a cold, emotionless statue: "God said, He has come to guide you."

Qin Yan trembled all over, inexplicably having a bad premonition: "I don't...I don't want physical therapy anymore."

Doctor Yang opened the door of the first compartment: "No, if you don't receive physical therapy, you will die soon."

However, receiving physical therapy——

It is also possible that he will die.

In the end, Qin Yan still entered the first compartment.

The layout of the cubicle is very simple, a row of hooks and a small timer are hung on the wall, a wooden chair is placed on the floor, and an old bucket is placed beside the chair, which is filled with black, smelly Oddly scented mud.

Dr. Yang: "Take off your clothes and hang them on the wall, and sit on a chair with only your underwear on."

Qin Yan complied.

Dr. Yang picked up the brush hanging on the bucket, took a handful of mud from the bucket, and spread it evenly on Qin Yan's back: "According to the treatment plan, I will apply the mud all over your body. When I leave , the timer on the wall will start counting. Only when the timer rings and the time is up, you can move."

Next, Doctor Yang concentrated on smearing mud on Qin Yan's body.

He was so quiet that it was almost difficult to hear his breathing.

If it wasn't for the brush moving against his body, if it wasn't for the occasional needle-like gaze falling on him, Qin Yan would probably have thought that he was the only one in the cubicle.

Mud therapy is far less scary than he thought.

As time passed, Qin Yan gradually relaxed.

It was even possible to smile at Dr. Yang when he finished brushing the mud and was about to leave the cubicle.

But soon, Qin Yan couldn't laugh anymore.

When he looked down at his body, he saw a small, transparent fragment in the mud outside his chest, with a strange red stain on the end.

Whether it is shape or color, they are very similar to human nails.

The author has something to say:

Sorry to keep everyone waiting.

I have a crow mouth + flag physique, and I feel that it is better to shut up.

There is no way to guarantee when it will be updated, but as long as it is not stuck, I will write it, and I will update it after I finish writing.

There are 66 small red envelopes in the front row as usual, thank you for your support.