Xiang Nu didn't dare to open his eyes, the person behind him hugged him quietly, and after a stalemate with him for a while, his movements gradually became bigger, and he closed Xiang Nu.

Xiangnu couldn't hold back, opened his eyes tremblingly, and slowly turned his head to look over.

The person standing behind him silently watching him has a familiar face, but not as vivid as usual, with a rigid expression, cold and stiff eyes, like a work of art that can be carved, exquisite but soulless.

Xiangnu breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the man's face clearly, and there was a slight smile on his bright and slanting face, and softly called, "Mr. Yu."

The person standing behind Xiangnu was Yu Su, but Yu Su didn't respond to Xiangnu, his eyes fell blankly in front of him, very cold and dead.

Xiang Nu frowned slightly when he saw Yu Su's reaction, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes, he pushed Yu Su gently, Yu Su slowly withdrew his hand, and then there was no more reaction.

Xiangnu glanced at him worriedly, pushed Yu Su's hand that was holding her, and dexterously broke free from his embrace.

After breaking free, Xiang Nu took a sharp breath and stared at Yu Su and the scene behind Yu Su with her long and narrow eyes rounded.

Yu Su was wearing a robe similar to a white coat, with clothes like a hospital gown underneath, but that was not the point. The point was that there were countless tentacles like silver steel pipes extending from the back and connecting to the hall on the first floor behind. A dense row of coffins or carts.

The silver tentacles spread out from Yu Su's back about a dozen or so, not thick, about the thickness of a thumb, and spread out long. The tentacles, some of those tentacles were not in the coffin, and it was not clear what they were doing in the coffin.

Others plunged into the thin, narrow beds of the ambulance cots, among the skinny, disembodied patients in hospital gowns.

The patients were curled up on the bed, their skin was dull yellow and scrawny. The dull skin was drooping on the bones. Because there was no support from fat and flesh, they were lazily tugged into a ball, looking extremely ugly and terrifying.

It's not clear what the shape of the people in the coffin is, but these patients lying on the cart have their eyes wide open, their chests bulge and suffocate violently, and every breath seems to have a large share of life force in it. As time passed, they curled up, their eyes bulging, the red blood in the whites of their eyes skyrocketed, and the black eyeballs seemed to be squeezed out. They stared at Yu Su and Xiangnu with such terrifying eyes, their eyes full It was malicious, but it might be because of limitations. They could only stare at Xiang Slave, but they couldn't move a little while lying on the bed.

Xiangnu's Adam's apple rolled, and the center of his eyebrows kept beating, and he couldn't control it.

Mr. Yu looked at him 'calmly', although he didn't seem to be rational at the moment, but the slave could only summon up a little courage when he looked at him.

Xiang Nu clutched his chest and breathed a few times, and walked forward cautiously with a sullen face. He did not dare to approach the patients who seemed to be awake on the cart, and deliberately avoided the area with many carts and walked to a coffin. Looking at the probe quickly, was a little surprised. There was nothing in the coffin except Mr. Yu's tentacles. It was filled with unknown milky white mucus. You'll find out after a while.

Xiangnu quickly looked for a few more coffins to look at, and found that they were all about the same liquid, but some liquids were very thick, while others were very thin, as shallow as clear water.

While observing the coffin, Xiangnu did not forget to pay attention to the changes in the cart next to him. After Xiangnu moved, the patients' eyes turned to Xiangnu. Obviously, Xiangnu was the target they really cared about.

Those who have eyes on their backs, the thorns can't ignore them at all.

And Xiangnu's vigilance is also very necessary. When he looked for a few more coffins to check the situation, a nearby patient suddenly rolled off the bed.

Yu Su's tentacles were inserted into his heart, and he charged towards Xiang Nu with his teeth and claws open, and the ten thin bones clearly visible fingers were clasped into claws and swung directly at Xiang Nu.

Xiangnu hurriedly avoided, but there were a lot of carts around. When no patient got out of bed before, he could observe and avoid it. Now, after one patient started, the other patients also became restless. He got out of bed, but his hands and feet were flying around, which greatly restricted Xiang Slave's movements.

Xiangnu frowned to avoid the attacks of the patients, and followed the route he entered into the coffin and cart to prepare to return the same way.

The cold Yu Su also turned around at this moment, looking at Xiangnu and the group of patients, and his tentacles nimbly followed his direction to avoid confusion.

He silently stood aside and watched the beautiful young man dodging the attack of the group of patients in embarrassment. His black eyes moved, and suddenly he coughed in a low voice. The patients suddenly froze, and then he bent slightly. Lowering his waist and arching his back, the dozen or so tentacles instantly swelled, more than doubled in size, and then all of them were suddenly pulled out of the patients' bodies.

Those steel-like tentacles waved in the air, making the sound of crackling and beating the air. As if the patients had lost their business supply, they fell on the bed with a gray face and maintained their previous movements.

Xiang Nu got a breath, and couldn't help holding a coffin in his hand and patted his chest smoothly.

He pressed his fingers on the edge of the coffin, and felt a slight concave mark. Xiangnu used his fingers to feel the direction of the lines. Just as he was about to look down, Yu Su's tentacles suddenly came out of the air. Falling down, he rolled straight at Xiangnu, two or three tentacles wrapped around Xiangnu's waist, hugged him horizontally, and the other tentacles were pushing open the lid of a significantly larger coffin at the back of all the coffins. , and then he slowly walked towards the coffin, turned it in and sat down.

After he lay down, Xiangnu, who was wrapped in tentacles, was also wrapped and thrown into the coffin.

Then he brought the coffin board over, slowly put away the fluttering tentacles, lay down, and covered the coffin.

Xiang Nu watched the vision gradually darken, and suddenly struggled. He pushed the coffin cover with his hand to prevent Yu Su from closing the coffin. Yu Su just raised his hand and grabbed his wrist, making him unable to move. .

The beautiful young man wanted to cry and laugh. In his anger, he couldn't care that the composition of Mr. Yu was very strange. He turned his head and bit him on the neck to vent his panic and anger.

After he bit down, Yu Su's grip on him became lighter, and he slowly let him go.

Sensing the loosening of his movements, Xiangnu suddenly realized that Yu Su might still be able to communicate at this moment, and he immediately said sharply, "Yu Su, let me out!"

Yu Su didn't respond, her palm slowly slipped down and wrapped around his waist.

Seeing that he was not cooperating, Xiangnu raised his hand to push the coffin lid, just panting and pushing for a few seconds, suddenly there was a sound of obvious footsteps in the silent hall outside, stepping on the tiled floor. , hit the eardrum, the sound was obvious, and Xiangnu's movement of pushing the coffin board suddenly stopped.

He slowly put down his hand and held it in Yu Su's hand, not only worried about the sound outside, but also worried that there would be insufficient air in the coffin, making him breathless.

But the next problem is obviously that he is unfounded. Yu Su did not compact the coffin board, leaving a very thin gap in front of Xiangnu's head for him to breathe, just because he was in a hurry just now, the position for him to turn over. It's too narrow, and the lobby on this floor is very dark, so Xiangnu didn't notice it for a while.

But due to the sound of footsteps from far and near outside, Xiangnu had to lie quietly in the coffin, and slowly, he got used to this environment.

Xiang Nu was lying in the coffin, in Yu Su's arms, his fingers spasmed involuntarily, inadvertently being held by Yu Su.

After a while of footsteps outside, there were several kinds of messy footsteps, and then there were voices, very familiar, Jiang Qiuqiu's voice that Xiangnu knew.

Her voice was full of enthusiasm, yearning, and anticipation, but also a little painful. She couldn't wait to ask: "Doctor Xuezhen, can you really change a heart for brother Jin Yuan? Change a heart that loves me."

Xiang Nu couldn't help opening his eyes, and then Xuezhen's low laughter with a little hoarse sounded, serious nonsense: "Of course, I am the best surgeon in Xinzhen Hospital, I can perform all operations, but It's just a change of heart, what's so difficult about it?"

Jiang Qiuqiu hesitated: "But aren't you a pediatrician?"

Xuezhen said unhappily, "What's so difficult about conquering children? How could a smart and dexterous doctor like me be willing to waste time on children? Of course, we must work hard to study medical skills and learn more skills to improve ourselves."

"As long as you can find the raw materials, I can change his heart for you now."

Jiang Qiuqiu said blankly, "What kind of raw materials do you want?"

"Of course it's... a heart that loves you."

Jiang Qiuqiu suddenly covered his eyes and cried, his mood changed extremely abnormally: "No one loves me, no one will love me, what should I do if I can't find the heart to love me!"

Xiangnu frowned, thinking, is there something wrong with Jiang Qiuqiu's brain? This mood changes too fast, and, doesn't she hate Xuezhen very much? How did you find Xuezhen and make Xuezhen agree to operate on her?

Xiangnu recalled Jiang Qiuqiu's performance and thought of his role choice at the beginning. Zhou Siqing became a nurse because he encountered a rope that might hang a nurse, while Yang Wenhao swept a pile of stinky things at the nurse station. Bones, then become cleaners.

Feng Jinyuan changed Jiang Qiuqiu's medicine and became a nurse, but he became the dean who no one played because of the identities of others.

How did Jiang Qiuqiu become that patient?

Is it conditional because of the gender of the patient? It's not impossible, after all, Xiangnu's dean's identity is very rigid and rigid.

But is it possible that Jiang Qiuqiu may have mental problems himself, and is potentially a mental patient, so he is directly bound to the patient's identity?

Although Jiang Qiuqiu usually looks normal, but mental illness is normal to the outside world and crazy to the inside. Jiang Qiuqiu can't see it... normal?

Xiangnu guessed that only Feng Jinyuan knew about Jiang Qiuqiu's specific situation, but Feng Jinyuan didn't mention it to them, and Xiangnu was not sure.

However, he suddenly remembered a doubt, which was also one of his omissions. That is, Feng Jinyuan became a nurse in the name of changing Jiang Qiuqiu's medicine that night. Did he change the medicine in the end? What medicine did you replace?

When Jiang Qiuqiu was about to strangle Zhou Siqing in the middle of the night, the effect of the drug attacked and he fell into sedation and drowsiness. Could it be that Feng Jinyuan replaced the medicine prepared by Xuezhen with the medicine Jiang Qiuqiu usually took?

If this is the case, then the above-mentioned conjectures of the slaves can make sense, and there is a great possibility.

But there is another question that follows, that is, why didn't Feng Jinyuan tell everyone about Jiang Qiuqiu's mental illness? And what was his attitude towards Jiang Qiuqiu's hot and cold attitude?

Xiangnu's thoughts were developing rapidly, and Xuezhen and Jiang Qiuqiu had already discussed the materials for Feng Jinyuan's change of heart.

As the most trusted 'doctor' for mentally ill people, Xuezhen really has two brushes.

Seeing that Jiang Qiuqiu was crying because she couldn't find a heart to love her, Xuezhen gave her a suggestion: "If you really don't have one, you can use your own heart."

Jiang Qiuqiu raised his head full of tears and looked at her dazedly.

Xuezhen explained with a shallow smile: "No one will love you, you are so eager for others to love you, and what you finally satisfy is your own desire to be loved. It can be seen that you must love you. It's your own, so give Feng Jinyuan your own heart, he will definitely love you well and won't look at others anymore."

Jiang Qiuqiu replied in a daze: "What you said makes sense..."

Xue Zhen replied casually: "I am the most authoritative doctor here, and I am not vain."

Xiangnu's brows jumped when he heard it, and he couldn't listen to Xue really boasting.

Of course, Xuezhen herself doesn't think she is bragging, she is indeed loved, supported and trusted by mentally ill people.

Jiang Qiuqiu accepted Xuezhen's suggestion and decided to give Feng Jinyuan his heart.

Xiangnu couldn't help but feel pity for Feng Jinyuan. He didn't speak and didn't know whether it was because he lost consciousness or other reasons.

Xiang Nu was thinking wildly, and couldn't help but feel that this posture would be very stiff and uncomfortable after a long time, but there were still people outside, and Xiang Nu didn't dare to move at all.

After all, Xuezhen was outside, and if he found out he was here, he didn't know what he would do.

There are also Yang Wenhao and Zhou Siqing, who don't know what's going on.

The identity nurse played by Zhou Siqing may have died in Xuezhen's hands 'last night'.

There is also Yang Wenhao, his situation is a little more dangerous than Zhou Siqing. As a 'cleaner', he unintentionally swept out the bones. Under normal circumstances, he would be silenced, right?

Speaking of which, what is his identity as the dean to investigate, there are a lot of strange things in this hospital, and the slaves have not explored much, and the relevant clues about the dean's line can't be locked for a while.

But the high probability may be related to the 404 patient, because according to the original line, the dean helped the 404 patient escape taking the medicine, and this morning Xuezhen reminded again that the dean agreed to some requirements of the beautiful patient 404, and those requirements may be It was so out of bounds that the doctor said that the director was bewitched by the 404 patient.

... Having said that, whether he was bound to the dean's identity was not accidental, not the last remaining result, but because he had something in common with the dean's identity, so he was bound by him. It's just that Xuezhen deliberately induced him with the reason that he became the dean because his other identities were bound? Xiangnu suddenly thought.

After the new idea was opened, Xiangnu suddenly had some new ideas.

What do he and the dean have in common...

Xiangnu felt that he must have overlooked something, but he couldn't remember what he had forgotten for a while. He bit his lower lip lightly, and a little sweat dripped from his forehead.

Outside the coffin, Xuezhen roughly pushed a stiff patient on the cart to the ground, the patient slammed a soft bang on the ground, and then moved Feng Jinyuan to the cart together with Jiang Qiuqiu.

Xuezhen's strength is completely different from his appearance, just like a monster, Jiang Qiuqiu is tired and panting.

Xuezhen squinted at her, and her fluttering tone was eerily cold and indifferent: "You push the car next to you, lie down on your own, and then take off your clothes."

Jiang Qiuqiu nodded with a pale face, followed Xuezhen's orders obediently, and lay down on the cart.

She was still wearing a hospital gown, and when she was about to undress, Jiang Qiuqiu suddenly became suspicious and asked, "No, Doctor Xuezhen... If I give my heart to Brother Jin Yuan, what should I do? I have no heart. Am I going to die?"

Xue Zhen replied casually, "I can give you his heart."

Jiang Qiuqiu was unhappy and said excitedly: "How can this be, he doesn't love me at all, if I take his heart, then I don't love myself anymore..."

Xuezhen was silent for a few seconds: "Then I will sew the two of you together and let you share a heart, okay!"

"Is this okay?" Jiang Qiuqiu said in surprise.

"Of course, it's just a little troublesome! But who asked you to be the first person to find me and ask me to perform an operation on you? This doctor decided to make an exception for you..." Xue Zhen said with a light smile, looking around her After looking at it, he suddenly snorted: "Well... it's a bit wrong."

Xiangnu heard Xuezhen's tone suddenly change, and suddenly had an ominous premonition. His intuition reminded him not to look, but his eyes uncontrollably looked towards the exposed gap, and then straightened. Into a pair of black and white eyes.

"Who got into my brother's coffin?" The owner of those eyes said with a smile, stretched out his slender five fingers, slowly pushed the board on the coffin away, and hugged the two coffins lying inside together. Personally exposed.

The ethereal and fairy-like beautiful girl tilted her head to look at them, and against the gloomy and cold background, the ghostly aura that was tainted by the fairy-like aura was very strong, she giggled: "Ah, so my brother is also inside. "

"Mr. Dean, are you my brother's bride?"