When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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Lu Ji picked up the fallen iron plate and threw it on the operating table, "Be quiet."

After speaking, he walked towards the door.

He reached out and pushed the door open.

The empty corridor reflected the slanting light from the room, and the dark corners were even darker.

Qian Ling was pressed down and led to the corner.

He leaned against Bai Jing's body as if he had no bones, his legs were swinging, if it wasn't for the tightness of Bai Jing's hands around his waist.

Qian Ling should be so frightened that she can't even stand still.

The sounds that came from time to time fell in Qianling's ears, and every time he heard the sound, he could imagine the man struggling on the operating table.

If I remember correctly, it used to be the doctor's office.

It's just obsolete.

Lu Ji is very familiar with this, that's why he chose this kind of place to do this kind of thing that ordinary people can't understand.

Lu Ji didn't come out.

As soon as Qian Ling breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Lu Ji's voice, "Did you know? The human body seems to be very strong, but only this No. 3 scalpel can remove the entire rib."

"Do you want to know why?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuu!!"

Lu Ji said to himself: "From the costal cartilage, along the sternum, cut open twelve pairs of cartilage, and you will see the heart that is constantly contracting and dilating, and the lungs that are breathing. The damage caused by each organ injury Pain is not the same."

When he said this, his tone was calm, without any emotional ups and downs, as if what was in front of him was nothing but a corpse.

Qian Ling felt that the temperature around her body had dropped, and her fingers were even colder than when she first came in from the outside.

"Let's go."

Bai Jing lowered her voice and leaned against his ear, "Let's go back before he finds out now."

Qian Ling's expression was in a daze, she didn't pay attention to what Bai Jing said, she just nodded subconsciously.

Bai Jing pulled him and returned the same way.

There was messy sawdust and debris on the tile floor.

"Bangdang-"

The crisp sound stood out in the dark.

Qian Ling didn't know what she stepped on, and only saw through the moonlight that it was a large-capacity infusion glass bottle, which hit the corner of the wall and dangled.

Then he felt a tightness in his wrist.

Bai Jing grabbed his hand and pressed him behind the desk in the corner, "Shut up, I'll lure him away, and you take this opportunity to go back to the ward."

Bai Jing got up and wanted to leave.

Qian Ling took his hand, dazed and helpless in her beautiful eyes.

It's heart-softening.

Bai Jing patted the back of his hand to comfort him, and the figure left in the opposite direction from where Qian Ling was hiding.

Immediately afterwards, approaching footsteps sounded in the corridor.

One step, two steps, slowly approaching.

Part of the sight was swallowed by the darkness, and other senses became more sensitive.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, which became clearer as the footsteps approached.

"Come out, I know you're around here."

Qian Ling's heart trembled.

Because Lu Ji was right in front of him, he only needed to bend slightly to see him.

"Want to play hide-and-seek with me? The punishment for losing is...be my specimen."

The content of the words makes people shudder.

Bai Jing remembered Bai Jing's words, tightly covered her mouth and squatted in the corner, her legs were numb, and she didn't dare to move any more.

Lu Ji looked very cold.

Thinking about it carefully, the contempt for life that came out of the bones should not be possessed by an ordinary psychiatrist.

He looked more like an extreme pervert, psycho, and murderer than most of the others in the hospital.

In the atmosphere that was about to freeze, another voice came from not far away.

Lu Ji chuckled lightly.

Lift your steps and walk away slowly.

Until the footsteps could no longer be heard, Qian Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and all the strength in his body was drained at this moment.

He knelt on the floor.

After slowing down for a while, Qianling propped herself up and stood up slowly.

This moment is the most insecure in film and television dramas.

Lu Ji may come back anytime, he must leave quickly.

Qian Ling glanced at the light from that room from a distance, the operation that ended in death.

Even knowing it's an NPC.

That person once held him hostage, but even so, Qian Ling was still cold when he saw this bloody reality for the first time.

[You don't want to go back and save people, do you? 】

——Woooooh baby, don't do stupid things!

——The NPCs in the game are just data, don't make unnecessary sacrifices! !

——Run, baby, Lu Ji is crazy, you can only give away the head if you run back now.

……

"There may be clues in him."

Qianling turned around and approached the room.

He stood in the shadow of the door of the room, but felt that the bright light in the room was even more gloomy.

Qianling pushed the door open and went in.

A more intense smell of blood rushed over.

He only heard the sound of da da da, he lowered his eyes, it was the sound of blood dripping to the floor.

Qian Ling walked around the bloodstains all over the place.

The man on the operating table was clearly exposed to his sight. He covered his mouth suddenly, his stomach rolled violently, and he couldn't help but bend over and retch.

Close your eyes for a while.

Qianling stretched out her finger tremblingly, and placed it on the side of the man's neck, "1001, 1002...1007, no spontaneous breathing."

He looked at the blood all over the floor and the old and new wounds exposed to the air.

The person in front of him has lost his physical signs.

Qian Lingmu put on a face, and after a while, he turned his head mechanically and looked at this small "laboratory".

Scalpels and instruments of different specifications are placed on the neat operating table, and glass cylinders of different sizes are lined up on the cabinets against the wall.

That piece didn't get the light.

Qian Ling could only see that there seemed to be liquid and some lumps of tissue in the glass jar.

He approached.

After seeing the thing clearly, Qian Ling almost cried out in fright.

There was a buzzing in her head for a few seconds, even though there was no window, Qian Ling felt a chill behind her.

It contained human tissue.

Soaked in formalin, it kept its appearance at the last moment of its life.

What caught Qianling's attention was the most special jar inside.

Unlike other tanks, there is no dust on this surface.

Not only that, but it contained a head.

It's a pity that the face can no longer be seen clearly, as if it had been burned, and the skin and flesh were burnt brown.

Every time he glanced at it, Qian Ling felt his scalp tingle.

【time to go. 】

The system's reminder interrupted Qian Ling's trembling at the right time. He withdrew his gaze and left the place quickly.

Almost following Qian Ling's departure, Lu Ji stepped into his laboratory.

He frowned and sniffed.

His eyes touched half of the blood-stained footprints on the ground, and he suddenly became enlightened. He smiled lightly, with a faint smile in his eyes.

In such an environment, it is extremely creepy.

On the way back to the ward, why is this a little different from when I came out?

Suddenly, Qianling couldn't understand.

Didn't go wrong...

At this moment, the wrist tightened, and Qian Ling staggered from being pulled, and before he could yell out, his lips were skillfully sealed.

A pair of cold eyes looked at him.

"Why so slow?"

Qian Ling murmured, and motioned Bai Jing to move her hand away first.

Bai Jing knew that Qian Ling always moved slowly, but she didn't expect to see no one alive at this juncture, if she didn't see Qian Ling wandering over like shopping.

He was so anxious that he wanted to rush back and have a look.

Qian Ling, who got her breath, took a few breaths, and said without point: "I just hid and saw Lu Ji, and then I was very scared..."

Bai Jing observed the environment on the left and right, and interrupted Qian Ling's self-conscious words, "It's not safe here, let's go back first."

"Oh oh."

The two tiptoed back to the ward.

Qian Ling took a towel to wash her face and hands, made herself clean, and then sniffed the neckline carefully to confirm that there was no special smell on her body.

Bai Jing stood by and looked at him with her arms around her.

"At this time, I haven't forgotten to be particular, just like a squeamish young master."

Qian Ling handed him the towel.

"You wipe too?"

Bai Jing glanced at the towel, reached out to take it, and Qian Ling walked past him.

He raised his hand slowly.

Put a moist towel on the tip of the nose, on which the fragrance and body temperature of the owner are left.

Qian Ling sat on the bed for a while.

When he was fascinated by his thoughts, Bai Jing walked back, "I'll wash the towels for you and hang them up."

Qian Ling looked up.

"what?"

It was obvious that he was distracted just now.

Bai Jing: "What are you thinking?"

"When Lu Ji was chasing you just now, I sneaked into his room—"

"You don't want to die? Didn't I tell you to leave quickly? Did you ever think that if you were caught by him, you would be the next one lying on the operating table?"

"Have you thought about these questions?"

Facing Bai Jing's sharp questioning, Qian Ling froze for a few seconds, then said in a low voice:

"I thought about it."

Bai Jing's anger was blocked by Qian Ling's well-behaved and harmless face, and she could only sit down weakly, "So what did you find?"

"Nothing. It's just a little weird to me."

Qianling dragged out the whole matter of discovering the specimen.

"That person must have some special meaning to him. What do you think?"

"I find that you are more courageous than I thought."

Qian Ling was stunned for a moment, then squinted her eyes and laughed, "Is this a compliment to me?"

"Yes." Bai Jing said: "If a person is beheaded after death to make a specimen, there must be an irreconcilable hatred between this person and Lu Ji."

But they can't figure out the identity of the man now.

And what's even more unfavorable is that although Lu Ji didn't see their faces directly, he could tell from the lock on the iron gate.

Bai Jing said: "He has already discovered that the key is missing, and opened the door with the spare key."

"You have to be mentally prepared, he will doubt you."

"What should I do?"

Bai Jing frowned.

At first glance, it seems that they are in the dark, but in fact, as long as they are in this hospital, they will always be the passive ones.

"Don't admit it, no matter what he said to you."

Qian Ling nodded, "I will."

"Well, it's getting late, let's rest first. We will have another chance."

"it is good."

Qian Ling was lying on the bed, Bai Jing covered him with the quilt, stroked his hair, "Don't think too much, sleep well."

Qian Ling, who always sleeps on the bed, now closes her eyes, and all the broken and shaking sounds and pictures appear in her mind.

Ok.

He actually lost sleep.

System, I'm so scared.

[...I told you not to go there. 】

But it's too late to say this now, he has read everything, and he can't forget it in his mind.

How about you play me a song, or tell me a bedtime story.

【...Okay, what do you want to hear? 】

After the knight saves the princess, the story of being with the dragon.

[There is no such story, only the story of the knight defeating the dragon and finally being with the princess. 】

Well, well, that's fine too.

[A long time ago, the king's youngest princess was captured by a dragon, so the king ordered that as long as the princess can be rescued from the dragon...]

After reading the story for less than 2 minutes, Qian Ling hugged the pillow and fell into a deep sleep.

Breathing is even and long.

There is no such thing as insomnia.