Chapter 156

"?!"

Hearing this, Luce was startled and turned their heads, shocked Wen Jianyan, and asked in disbelief.

"Ah? What did you say?"

Although they have never really been in contact with a doctor, according to Wen Jianyan's previous description, even if it is only simplified, it is definitely a tricky and ruthless "role" to play. Taking the initiative to go to the other party's treatment room, it can be said that It is to send it to the tiger's mouth on its own initiative!

Hearing this, the expressions of several of the anchors involuntarily became solemn.

"Isn't it..." Su Cheng widened his eyes, took a deep breath, and lowered his voice subconsciously: "Are you really going to the treatment room next?"

"Of course."

Wen Jianyan blinked at Su Cheng, turned her words lightly, and said, "However, to be precise, only go."

"Ah?" Su Cheng was stunned for a while, but he couldn't react for a while: "Wait, what are you thinking?"

"You should have read the map of the Ping An Sanatorium, right?" Wen Jian said without blinking, easily recited the contents of the map, "There are two buildings in the east and west, with four floors on the ground and two floors below the ground. The treatment room is in the east. The fourth floor of the building, the hospital room and archives are on the fourth floor of the west building, right?"

"should?"

Su Cheng nodded hesitantly.

Although he has seen the map, he is not impressed with the specific content in it, and can only barely draw an outline in his mind.

"The east and west buildings of Ping An Sanatorium are exactly symmetrical, and the areas on both sides should be roughly the same," Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes and said thoughtfully:

"However, there is only one treatment room on the east side, and the area is not very large."

There are hospital rooms and archives rooms on the west side, but only a treatment room on the east side. If the area of ​​the treatment room is large enough, it is not unreasonable, but, according to Wen Jianyan's personal feeling——

The room size of the treatment room is far from taking up the whole floor.

"Your thinking is... On the fourth floor of the East Building, besides the treatment room, are there other rooms?"

Luce was startled, and immediately understood the hidden thoughts in Wen Jianyan's words. He narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "It's just that it's not marked on the map?"

"perhaps."

Wen Jianyan shrugged and answered vaguely.

He Luce said: "If you will continue to act with us, during the time you enter the treatment room, you can take the opportunity to explore the remaining area on the fourth floor of the East Building, and you may find unexpected discoveries. "

Of course, if there is a choice, Wen Jianyan actually prefers others to be the bait, so he explores the fourth floor.

But the problem is...

That guy Dr. Reis was really difficult to deal with, and besides, the other party revealed that he had "revealed" openly and secretly, the mutation that happened between Zi and the second basement floor, and his attention to Zi Ruo or not, made Wen Jianyan have no choice but to Brave the scalp and take the initiative to be the "bait" that contacts the other party.

"..."

Luce and a few of his teammates looked at each other.

After a brief balance, he nodded: "Let's join."

The group entered the elevator.

Accompanied by the roar of the mechanical buzzing, the ground slowly rose, and the second layer of the underground layer was layered behind him little by little.

Soon, the elevator reached the fourth floor.

The east and west buildings of the Ping An Sanatorium are not completely open, but communicated by corridors. The middle is hollow, and you can overlook the hollow main hall directly under the guardrail.

Wen Jianyan on the first floor had already been here once, and after studying the map carefully, he knew the inside well.

To the left is the treatment room, and to the right is the hospital room and reference room.

The road on the left is not blocked, but there is a thick iron gate on the right, which is not opened with a key, but a magnetic card, temporarily inaccessible.

Su Cheng looked at Wen Jianyan with some worry:

"You'll be fine with that doctor alone, right?"

If it's someone else...

But that was bringing a group of people directly to the spa room, except for the NPC who took Wen Jianyan away, plus, Wen Jianyan was strongly targeted by a deputy, and no one knew what would happen.

"Don't worry," Wen Jianyan glanced at him and said lightly, "Isn't our ID card changed? It means that the deputy has admitted the change of our identity. No matter how dangerous the doctor is, he is still the NPC in the deputy. There shouldn't be a big mistake."

Although he was talking, Wen Jianyan was really clueless.

Involuntarily flashed in his mind, the moment when he was dragged by the food delivery truck before entering the second basement...

Thinking about it, Wen Jianyan couldn't help but have a toothache.

I can only hope that the identification card judgment is still somewhat useful.

Regardless of whether the other party has doubts, at least on the bright side, he is still a nurse in the Ping An Sanatorium.

Watching his companions disappear from sight, Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, flexed her knuckles, and knocked gently on the door of the treatment room.

"Knock knock."

The knock on the door echoed in the dead corridor.

Wen Jianyan could almost hear the sound of her heartbeat.

A few seconds later, a familiar, gentle voice came from the door: "Come in, the door is closed."

Wen Jianyan didn't forget that about an hour ago, the other party used the exact same gentle tone to carefully introduce him various treatments for "sex" inversion, and prepared to give him an electric shock.

"..."

Wen Jianyan calmed down, raised her hand, and slowly pushed open the door in front of her.

There was a dazzling white in front of me, and the smell of disinfectant was blowing.

The mess before the second departure has long been cleaned up without leaving any traces. Everything looks clean and tidy and orderly. Except for a few objects that disappeared from the desktop, it is almost impossible to find out that No. 01 once had a big trouble there.

A man in a white coat sat at the table and seemed to be looking down at something.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, he raised his green eyes and came over through the thin lenses on the bridge of his nose, with a calm expression and a gentle smile on his lips.

Dr. Reese's eyes fell on Wen Jianyan's body, and his voice was low and soft:

"Ah, it's you."

"I'm glad you can accept the suggestion to come to the clinic for an examination,"

He put down what was in his hand and stood up slowly.

The chair's legs slid across the floor, making a heart-pounding screeching sound.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Across the lens, those green, snake-like eyes were coated with a hypocritical and gentle "color", almost thoughtful and considerate:

"Do I need to do a general examination for you?"

[Integrity to] Live Room:

"?"

"?"

"I don't know if it's a change, or there's something wrong with my thinking... Why does a full-body examination sound weird?!"

Feeling the other party's gaze falling on his body, Wen Jianyan's nerves tightened energetically.

He raised the corners of his lips, "exposed" a kind and watertight smile, raised his eyes and looked at Dr. Reiss: "Thank you for your heart, but there is no need for a full-body examination."

"I was attacked by a patient on the second basement floor before, so I was told to come to the treatment room to check it out."

The young man tilted his head, raised his hand and peeled off the blood-soaked neckline, revealing the pale neck and collarbone, revealing the bite mark branded on the collarbone.

Dr. Reiss lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on Wen Jianyan's neck, his green eyes were slightly deep.

Wen Jianyan stared closely at the man not far away, not letting go of any change in the other's face, and said in an understatement:

"It's just a skin injury, you can go back to work after a little treatment, right, doctor?"

After a brief silence, Dr. Reiss raised his lips slightly and nodded:

"right."

He regained his senses, opened the cabinet door, took out emergency supplies such as alcohol gauze, etc., then turned around and put them on the iron tray aside.

"Come and sit."

Dr. Reiss pointed to the iron bed in front of him.

Wen Jianyan's gaze followed the direction of the other's fingers.

It was an iron restraint bed that could be manually adjusted in height, with leather restraint straps on the hands and feet.

"..."

Bad memories of being tied to his face flooded into his mind.

"I'm very sorry," said Dr. Reese apologetically, "there was a patient who made a big fuss in the treatment room before, not only breaking a lot of medical equipment, but also smashing the only chair in it, I'm afraid now I can only Please sit in there, do you mind?"

"……Of course."

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth and smiled, walked over and took a seat on the iron bed.

"Undress, please."

Dr. Reiss picked up the alcohol in one hand and said calmly.

Wen Jianyan has no objection.

He lowered his eyes, raised his hand and flexibly unbuttoned the buttons, one by one, the collars unraveling as he moved, exposing large areas of pale skin and tight muscular contours.

Under the lens, the snake-like sight was cold and sticky, zigzagging along with the young man's movements, licking every inch of the opponent's skin exposed to the light like a snake letter.

Soon, Wen Jianyan unbuttoned half of the button, revealing the injured shoulder.

The bite marks were deep, but the blood was no longer bleeding. The half-dried blood had solidified on the skin, and the dazzling bright red and pale skin formed a sharp contrast.

The flesh around the wound was rolled up and down, and it went up and down with the breath, going terrifying.

"In any case, thank you for anticipating the 'riot' and 'chaos' on the negative second floor. The other employees rushed in time to save He's companion."

Wen Jianyan tilted her head slightly, letting the other party look at her wound.

He raised his eyes, the amber eyeballs passed through the gaps in the eyelashes, and the doctor who was only a few feet away from the bottom asked with sincerity and seemingly nothing:

"How did you guess that something would happen on the second basement floor?"

"A high-risk patient fled after the attack, just guessing that he might return to the location of the ward." Dr. Reiss used a pair of tweezers to dipped cotton with alcohol, and his face remained unchanged.

He raised his eyes and stared at the young man in front of him with those green eyes:

"So, which patient attacked you?"

Wen Jianyan opened her mouth, but before she had time to answer, the next second, a sharp, irritating pain came from the wound. Suddenly, a hoarse scream was 'forced' from the depths of her throat along with her panting.

He almost bounced up from the chair, a little cold sweat oozes out of his forehead, and physiological tears dripped out and wet his eyelashes.

Dr. Reiss stared at the young man in front of him, holding the blood-stained, alcohol-soaked cotton in his tweezers, with a slight smile on his lips, he said casually:

"It might hurt a little bit."

"..."

kinda?

kinda? !

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth.

And it's a little too late to remind, right?

The cold alcohol touched the wound, and the sharp pain struck again. However, Ciwen Jianyan was mentally prepared. He let the other party disinfect his wound without saying a word. The entire skin can be tightened.

The treatment room was filled with a certain deadly silence.

No matter what Dr. Reese's intentions are, he is still qualified as a doctor, except that after the initial "sex" pain, his techniques are skilled and he handles it quickly.

Finally, the blood-stained cotton left the skin.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, and his body finally relaxed. It took only ten seconds, and a light layer of sweat oozes out of his body again.

He let go of the hand holding the clothes and turned to Dr. Race in front of him.

The other party was turning around and threw the dirty cotton into the iron plate.

"Yes... No. 01." Wen Jianyan answered the other party's question, his voice trembled slightly, as if he hadn't recovered from the pain just now.

Dr. Reiss nodded and said calmly, "The high-risk patients in Ward 01 on the second floor are suffering from severe paranoia and schizophrenia, and are prone to violence."

He lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on Wen Jianyan's collarbone wound.

——The blood has been wiped clean, and the marks of the human teeth are clearly visible.

The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his tone seemed to have a strange playfulness: "He bit you."

"Yes."

Wen Jianyan stared at the man in front of her, and answered.

"So, how about the others?" Dr. Reiss chuckled, green eyes flashing under the lens, and asked in a low voice, "Did they not do anything to you?"

"them"

Wen Jianyan just said two words when she suddenly realized something and stopped abruptly.

Except for the other patients of No. 01, all the other patients are kept in the ward, and there is no possibility of doing anything to him, unless... the questioner is very clear, he will be pulled into the inner world, and there, all the prisoners will be called for hunters.

Although he has already had a hunch, the other party may have guessed his identity.

However, after getting the exact answer, Wen Jianyan couldn't help being slightly taken aback - the other party was really able to break through the vice's restriction and was not restricted by the vice-recognized ID card.

Can normal NPCs really do something?

If this is the case, then all the actions of the other party before have an explanation.

Obviously, including the meeting, is what the other party is looking forward to.

Dr. Reiss turned around with the gauze and met the young man's vigilant gaze. He raised his hand and pressed Wen Jianyan's shoulder without changing his face: "Don't be so stiff, raise your arm."

"..."

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and raised her arms under the other's instructions.

Dr. Reiss spread his arms, leaned down, and wrapped the young man's shoulders and necks with gauze layer by layer.

This gesture almost counts as a virtual hug.

Wen Jianyan's body was straight, and she felt the warm and humid breath of the other party spitting out of her ears and neck, her cold fingers rubbing against her shoulders from time to time, bringing a burst of "reflection" and "sex" tightness.

"..."

Even though the bandaging was completed, the other party still did not withdraw.

Dr. Reiss turned his head and stared at the young man's profile with his green eyes. He asked gently, "So, among them, which one do you prefer?"

Wen Jianyan was startled.

He turned his head to the side, almost touching the face of the other person who was close at hand, and stopped abruptly before turning halfway.

"What are you talking about?"

Wen Jianyan asked calmly.

"You are so smart, you should have discovered it?"

Unknowingly, Dr. Reiss's figure was already close to him. He pressed his cold palm against the young man's flexible waist, and fondly rubbed the warm and firm skin, with a slight hint of voice in his voice. Untraceable laughs, "They all like you, don't they?"

"included."

Wen Jianyan: "..."

He gritted his teeth subconsciously, and didn't make a sound.

"Some people may not know, but obviously, some have been enlightened."

Dr. Reiss lowered his eyes, his scorching gaze wandered over the wound that had been bandaged, as if to burn through the thin layer of gauze, and licked and kissed the wound below meticulously.

The more time passes, the clearer it becomes.

The more people pollute assimilate, the more vivid the feeling.

As a part of "It", Dr. Reiss no longer needs to actively create more "It".

"It" is made from.

However, not every body has the value of being polluted and assimilated, and not every body has the ability to carry the will of "It".

As if spreading out invisibly, the dark tentacles penetrated into the gaps, and the boundaries of perception were expanding.

Dr. Reiss knows, of all the "shells", the clearest.

Maybe it's because he was the first to be contaminated, and he didn't lose his brain like that mad dog.

The spiritual network is expanding.

The sense of belonging to some vast being became clearer.

On several occasions, Dr. Reiss just sat in the treatment room and even got some broken images and felt some real, fleeting touches.

Soft, splayed skirts, flowing fabrics meander along thin, pale legs.

The bones in the front are hard, while the skin on the back of the knee socket is soft and hot, as delicate as if it was sipped.

Along with the hug, false lies poured into the ears, bringing a feeling of drunkenness - forever together.

Burning love words, rude 'kneading', wide palms running down the kicking legs.

And the rust smell that spreads between the lips and teeth after the teeth sink into the soft skin.

Dr. Reiss sniffed Wen Jianyanguang's "naked" neck.

There escapes the warm, scent that belongs to the skin.

There was a strange hunger in his throat, and a golden glow flashed across his green eyes.

So, according to the difference in the depth of assimilation, some of my "brothers" should be able to feel a moment more or less now, right?

Dr. Reese was very pleased.

He can even feel the emotional changes of the shadows in those empty shells, which belong to the same source as himself.

The young man's tense body was gently held in his arms, not struggling, not fleeing, wrapped in his breath, like a tame lamb, with nowhere to escape, nowhere to hide, only obediently imprisoned by himself. .

"Tell me, which of them do you prefer?"

Dr. Reiss asked in a low voice, he touched Wen Jianyan's auricle with his lips, and the green eyes sparkled with gold.

the one that was chosen.

will devour everyone else.

It was like a bloody gladiatorial fight in the ancient Roman Colosseum. The corners of the noble lady's mouth were slightly raised under the veil. Under her fair and small thumb, she coquettishly gave orders to kill and kill.

Who is most favored, who is most qualified to survive.

Wear the crown of victory and enjoy the spoils alone.

"Of course, if you like everyone, it doesn't matter," Dr. Reiss chuckled, his chest vibrating, "I don't mind."

After all, we are all "it".

It's just that some departments don't know a little bit yet... Give them a little time and they'll figure it out.

It doesn't matter to anyone.

They are one.