Watch Out! Danger Ahead

　　 A chill rose from the soles of Song Qingxiao's feet and quickly spread to the limbs.

　　 Under the extreme tension, the blood flowed all over her body and her scalp became numb. She pressed the dagger tied to her wrist with one hand, and her whole body was shaking.

　　 The doctor who was sitting behind the desk staring at her was clearly the one who was killed by her in the last trial!

　　 She was afraid that she would have hallucinations because of her extreme tension. She closed her eyes forcibly. When she opened her eyes, the doctor was still sitting there, wearing the doctor's white robe, and her expression was almost indifferent.

　　 There is a name tag on his white robe that says: Liu Yixun.

The doctor rested his arms on the table, holding a form in one hand. Because of this action, his sleeves climbed up slightly, revealing a section of his wrist. The one he had shown to everyone in the first trial space Look at the watch wandering around because of the disturbance of the magnetic field on his wrist.

The table was very neatly cleaned, a computer was set up, and a pen with a cap was placed on a medical record. Song Qing was too familiar with this pen. Her cheek twitched slightly, and the doctor stroked it with a pen. The wound was obviously healed in the wounded place, but at this time it was a little bit painful.

what's the problem?

　　 Song Qingxiao was a bit speechless, and wanted to retreat away from the doctor, but his body was already frozen, and he did not listen to his commands, and still stood still.

　　 The surrounding environment is a little weirdly quiet, and the sound of ‘tack tack’ in her ears is still ringing, as if a time bomb is installed, giving her an urgent feeling that it will explode and destroy her at any time.

　　 The face of Doctor 　　 was slightly pale in return. In Song Qingxiao’s sight, above his forehead, the weird number was still counting down, 119:58:46.

"Are you OK?"

　　 Doctor's eyes fell on Song Qingxiao, frowning.

　　His voice is a bit weird, straightforward, and it seems that there is no extra emotion, and it has a mechanically rigid feeling.

　　 Song Qing's small memory is still in the final fight between the two, and the doctor's throat seems to be still tightly entangled with the mouse string, and the pain of suffocation has surfaced again.

　　 Without looking in the mirror, Song Qingxiao knew that his face must be very ugly at this time.

The ensuing weird things made Song Qingxiao's spirits strained to the limit. If he hadn't noticed that the doctor hadn't rushed to kill him at the moment he saw Song Qingxiao appeared, Song Qingxiao would have collapsed long ago. Up.

　　 The violent ‘pounding’ of my heart was intertwined with the ‘ta-ta’ in my head, almost suppressing the doctor’s words.

　　 Song Qing Xiaoqiang endured his fear and calmed himself down again and again.

　　 She has entered the trial space, and everything that happens here is beyond her common sense.

　　 What's more, the doctor is not that scary. Since he can kill him once, he can still kill him a second time!

　　 She touched her wrist, and the dagger tied there eased her disordered heartbeat a lot.

"Are you OK?"

The doctor asked again, and his gaze fell on her clutched arm. Song Qingxiao stiffened her body, swallowed several mouthfuls, restrained her instinctive reaction with strong willpower, and pressed the hand that was holding the dagger. Let go, nodding slowly.

This action seemed to drain her body's strength, and the doctor pinched a wrinkle between her eyebrows, seeming to doubt the authenticity of her expression of being'okay', but in the end he still didn't struggle with this problem, but moved. Pulling the corners of his mouth stiffly, a strange smile appeared:

"It's okay. I've seen your resume. Although the experience is still there, the hospital is currently in short supply." He put down the paper in his hand and stood up: "Song Qingxiao, welcome you to join our hospital and become a colleague. ."

His smile felt like a skinny smile. Not only was it not relaxing, but because of his face, Song Qingxiao thought of the photo in the card that was turned over after the doctor died in the last trial. And feel doubly horrified.

　　 "Next, I will ask Nurse Zhang to take you for a walk in the hospital, familiarize yourself with the environment and work, so you can change your clothes."

　　 So many things happened one after another in a short period of time. Song Qingxiao was already a little numb at the moment. She saw the doctor shouting loudly. Someone came in with the sound of ‘clicking’ the door.

　　 She thought that if the person Liu Yixun called in was still the familiar face in her memory, she might not be more surprised.

　　 But the scene in Song Qingxiao's imagination did not happen. What came in was a young woman of twenty-five and sixty-six, dressed in a nurse's uniform, with her hair meticulously wrapped in a hat, holding the doorknob in one hand, asking:

　　 "Doctor Liu, you call me?"

She speaks in a crisp voice, as if injecting a bit of vitality into this almost terrifyingly quiet office. Seeing Song Qingxiao standing in the office, the woman grinned, her mouth curled in a beautiful arc, revealing a pair of playful The cute Huya, compared to Liu Yixun’s stiff smile, her smile is undoubtedly much more real, making Song Qingxiao’s emotions as tight as a string that will break at any time relax for a moment. .

"Yes it is."

　　 The doctor nodded, introduced Song Qing's identity, and confessed the work assigned to her. Nurse Zhang nodded.

　　 Song Qingxiao was already sweating profusely when she came out of the doctor's office. She seemed to have been salvaged from the water. She kept wiping her forehead with her hands.

　　 The legs were tight due to excessive tension, and they didn't feel good after relaxation. Every step he took, the soles of his feet felt tingling and tingling, giving Song Qingxiao the illusion that he was walking barefoot on a road full of thorns.

　　 The sound of ‘tack tack’ in his mind is still ringing, and in the scene in front of him, the number is still fast moving backwards.

　　 "Our hospital is a severe psychiatric hospital and is strictly managed in a closed manner." Nurse Zhang led Song Qingxiao through a long corridor while introducing Song Qingxiao the situation of the hospital.

　　At this time, Song Qingxiao found a very troublesome thing. She kept making ‘tata’ voices in her mind, and she had to be very focused to hear what Nurse Zhang said, otherwise it would be easy to ignore her.

The scene of this trial is different from the last time, and the situation is far more complicated than the last time. At present, she knows very little about the situation, and there are still a lot of doubts in her mind. Some things still need to be explored by her. At this time, if she is caught in her mind. Affected by the sound of'click' inside, some important clues may be missed.

　　 In this situation, the more information he has, the more beneficial it will be for her.

Aside from seeing the doctor's stimulation and the'ta-ta' sound, and the countdown number, she learned from Nurse Zhang's words that the place she was in this time was in a psychiatric hospital with closed management, that is, Say not to have too much contact with outsiders.

　　 Song Qingxiao tried to make herself ignore the weird voice. Her performance made Nurse Zhang misunderstood, and she smiled:

　　 "But we have special supplies, and vehicles come every five days."

　　 ‘dada...’, Song Qingxiao heard this, and keenly noticed a message in her words that had to be related to something.

She always felt that she had grasped the key, but the disturbing information in her mind and the countdown number plus the changing scenes, the strange doctors appeared repeatedly disrupted her thoughts, and the clue seemed to be right in front of her, but it was only so close. With.

　　 Under this situation, Song Qingxiao gradually became a little irritable, and Nurse Zhang turned to look at her:

　　 "There are 27 patients in our hospital, 6 doctors, and 11 nurses, but after you add you, there are twelve."

When Nurse Zhang said this, she had a pause. She noticed that Song Qingxiao had been wiping sweat frequently, her face was pale, and her figure was thin. After coming out of Dr. Liu Yixun’s office, she hadn’t spoken. She was talking all the way. After a pause, I asked guiltily:

　　 "Am I talking too much?"

　　 "No."

Song Qingxiao shook her head quickly. She thought she was shaking her head with great effort, but in the eyes of Nurse Zhang, she only felt that her head was swayed twice. Hearing this, I saw her behave again, just as a newcomer. 'S colleague was very shy and introverted, and laughed again:

　　 "Are you a little scared because you changed your job?"

　　 This is a mental hospital, and it is a severe mental hospital. Most of the patients who come in are aggressive, and the newcomers seem to be a little scared.

　　 Song Qingxiao listened to her utterly, afraid that she would miss every word she said if she was distracted. When she heard her say this, he nodded following her words:

"Yes it is."

She was indeed very nervous, but it was not because of entering the mental hospital, but at this time Nurse Zhang was able to think of a reasonable excuse for her. Naturally Song Qingxiao accepted it. She said that, Nurse Zhang is just like her. As expected, he comforted her with a general statement:

　　 "In fact, there is no need to be so scared. When we first came, we were all scared, but after a long time we got used to it." She smiled, "They are all patients. Let's not care about them too much."

　　 The glass in the corridor penetrated into the sunlight. At this moment, the nurse's face looked warm and soft in the sunlight: "Just take it slow."

　　‘Tap tack tack...’

　　 Song Qing turned her head and looked at her. On the top of her cheek, the countdown number had become: 119:51:23...

　　 She blinked, 119:51:18...

　　 Nurse Zhang is still laughing, but Song Qingxiao can't help but think of her mission this time: to protect the people.

　　 I learned from Nurse Zhang that this is a severe mental illness area, and patients may have aggressive behaviors. Does the trial content protect the public mean to protect these doctors from being killed by aggressive mental patients?

　　 She wanted to raise her hand and rub her aching head, but after moving it several times, she couldn't move on her own.

　　 The irritation today is too great, she hasn't completely eased up at the moment.

　　 Nurse Zhang noticed her movement and stretched out her hand to pull her. When her fingertips just touched Song Qingxiao's palm, Song Qingxiao was shocked and subconsciously wanted to throw her away.

　　 "Ah, your hands are so cold."

　　 Nurse Zhang grabbed Song Qing's hand tightly as soon as she arrived, and did not put her struggling in her eyes. She even smiled when she saw Song Qing's defensive behavior:

　　 "You look like you sometimes look like the patients in our hospital."

　　 She said this unintentionally, but like a wake-up call, Song Qingxiao raised her head, but after Nurse Zhang finished speaking, she pulled Song Qingxiao:

"We go to work on a shift every five days. During work, we also have to stay in the hospital to eat and live. You are not used to it when you are new. Why don't you stay in a dormitory with me." She paused for a moment, and then continued: "Go, I will take you to see the dormitory first and change your clothes..."

　　 The sound of ‘tak tak...' is still ringing, and the countdown number has jumped to: 119:46:57.

　　 Five days!

　　 Song Qingxiao noticed that Nurse Zhang had mentioned this word twice in succession, UU reading www.uukanshu. The com vehicle comes once every five days, and the nurses work every five days. She feels that this time should be the key to the task, but the noise in her mind and the numbers in front of her always distract her and make her unable to calm down. Think about it, she is a little restless, what does five days mean?

　　 Nurse Zhang was still talking with her mouth open. While she pointed out the buildings in the hospital to Song Qing, she nodded perfunctorily, slowing down her breathing repeatedly, so that she would not be influenced by emotions.

　　 Five days, the sound of the old-style clock moving in my mind, the countdown number in front of me, the task of protecting the people.

　　All the clues are strung together, twisted into a line, Song Qingxiao caught the key, time!

　　 Five days and the sound of the clock are pointing to the time. The task of protecting the people may also be time-limited.

As for the weird countdown number that appeared in front of her, although the countdown was now: 119:44:27, she deeply remembered that this number first appeared in front of her when she was discovered, it was 119:59:59. .

　　 She was frightened by this sudden situation, and then she was asked to choose from the task of consciousness, which made her have no time to think about it. After entering the scene, she ran into the doctor who was killed by herself, and she had no time to pay attention to this number.

　　 But thinking about it now, this number is like a countdown, and after the calculation, it happens to be five days!

　　 In other words, this set of numbers is very likely to represent her countdown in this mission. She needs to complete the mission of protecting the people within five days!

　　 Having figured this out, Song Qing suddenly felt relieved because he found important clues to the mission, or because of the mission's time limit, he felt more urgent.