I received a bounce from a non-existent player

I stared at it without speaking, and the smile on his face was slowly removed, and finally replaced by indifference.

"I didn't realize until she left," he said slowly, "I can only choose between her and the way of medicine. Obedience to medical ethics can't bring her back, but money can."

I just found it funny when I heard it: "It turns out that it's useless. After you made money, she also rejected you, didn't she?"

After looking at me coldly for a while, he spit out a few words: "I haven't seen you for a day... The kitten's claws are sharpened."

I was very interested: "Finally hit your sore spot?"

He didn't comment, but a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

I'm not afraid of causing trouble: "You blame money for all your problems, and after being rejected, you get worse, and even obsessed with harvesting organs after death..." I paused, "You are pitiful for her to abandon you. It is even more pitiful for you to be trapped in a cocoon."

"The chat is over."

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of small voices came from all directions, like ten thousand ants crawling through the heart.I turned my head and looked around, and saw that the corpses on every mortuary bed sat up, and the heads under the white cloth turned to my direction.

Liu Feng looked at me coldly: "Although the internal organs are a bit of a pity, your eyes are beautiful. I wonder how much you can sell for this pair of corneas?"

I looked at him indifferently and didn't even move.

"Give up?" He narrowed his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses, "Didn't you just show off your tongue?"

"No," I sighed and closed my eyes, "I just want to tell you that you can only scare me once with this trick. As long as I'm not afraid..."

I opened my eyes again.There were no absurd walking corpses in sight, only a dozen or so corpses lying obediently on the mortuary bed, and Liu Feng who was standing there with his face slightly distorted.

"You see, your tricks don't work."

The reason is actually very simple - he said that in the chat record of Jiang Heng, he only provided the framework, and I filled in the other details by myself, so that is to say, part of the record is Liu Feng's strange power and confusion, while Most of it is my own psychology.

In addition, when I entered the morgue for the first time, I also bumped into a dead body, but when Liu Feng opened the door and came in and my attention was diverted, the dead body returned to the bed.

Maybe what happened in this space was fabricated by myself; Liu Feng just took advantage of my fear.

Liu Feng stared at me, standing alone in the middle of the cold mortuary beds, it was eerily quiet.

"I actually wanted to ask you before." I rubbed my hands that were aching from the cold, "Can't you touch people directly?"

He didn't speak.

Actually I guess so.If I could do it directly and not rely on luring phantoms to kill people, my nine lives might not be enough for me to die.Furthermore, if I really listened to his slander and went against Jiang Heng, I might also be killed by him taking advantage of the loophole.

The death is clear, the grievance is clear... now the explanation is over.

I pondered for a moment, took two steps in his direction, took out the slightly old photo from my pocket and handed it over: "You should go."

His eyes slowly moved to the photo.The moment he saw the photo clearly, there was a slit in his eyes that had always been indifferent, and then he looked at me in disbelief.

I pursed my lips: "Yin and Yang are separated... Even if you stay here, she won't come back."

He stared blankly at the photo.

The photo is a selfie, and the background is an amusement park similar to Disney.His girlfriend smiled and made a "V" gesture to the camera, and he closed his eyes and kissed her temples.

He was stunned for a long time, then suddenly smiled, but it was not the half-smile that was always on his lips before, but the last powerless smile that seemed to hurt him to the bottom of his heart, but he was too lazy to resist.

"Before she left me... a former assisted patient sent a lot of money, including the original medical expenses and extra thank you money."

His eyeballs began to melt, and the liquid, like tears that had been condensed for too long and had become viscous, slowly trickled down his cheeks.

"Plus some of what I saved before, if I work hard for another month, I will have enough money to buy a ring... just wait for me..."

His skin began to fester, and his whole body was gradually burned beyond recognition by the invisible fire. He seemed to say something, but the burning tongue was vague, and I couldn't understand his extremely hoarse voice.

I handed the photo to him.A hand that was bloody and bloody was stretched out tremblingly, as if struggling in the pain of the burning body, desperately trying to take the old photo with one last breath.

"She asked me to say hello to you," I said.

The hand trembled.

At that moment, my eyes were in a trance, and what I saw was the perspective of a certain camera.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, looking at the camera—" the girlfriend raised her mobile phone high, and embraced the doctor beside her, laughing tremblingly at his kiss.

After hearing this, he turned his head and smiled faintly at the camera or at me.

I came to my senses.The doctor has long since disappeared along with the photo in my hand.

I lowered my hands and looked at the empty morgue.