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Chapter 11 Standing at thirty, not confused at forty, doing whatever you want at seventy

A bottle flew out of the door.

If Zhang Fang is not mistaken, it is the alcohol bottle he gave to the old man before.

It's just that the bottle is now empty.

The bottle hit Dr. Edward's outstretched hand impartially, and directly knocked Dr. Edward's hand aside.

"Old drunkard, are you tired of living?"

Doctor Edward stared fiercely at the door, but there was a bit of fear in his eyes.

Doctor Edward knew in his heart that, except for the newcomer Lu Xiaoying, all the patients on the fourth floor were slowly disappearing under this kind of storage.

But only this old alcoholic persisted until now.

Although the handwriting on the hospital gown was old and blurred, the old alcoholic was still alive.

It can be seen that this old alcoholic must not be a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Such a helpful young man, how can the old man just watch him become your food?"

This withered old man, leaning on a bottle hanger in his hand, with half a bottle of unfinished alcohol still hanging on the bottle hanger, staggered out of the ward with some difficulty.

"Young man." The dry old man glanced at Zhang Fang: "You step back."

After seeing Zhang Fang backing away obediently, the dry old man looked at the half bottle of alcohol on the bottle holder with some reluctance, and tore off the indwelling needle in his hand and threw it aside.

Then, the old man took down the alcohol from the bottle holder.

The old man unscrewed the bottle cap, raised his neck, and drank the bottle of alcohol in one gulp.

After drinking half a bottle of alcohol, an abnormal blush flashed across the old man's face, and his whole body began to make crackling sounds.

The old man's thin body began to inflate like a balloon being inflated.

In the blink of an eye, the old man turned into a strong man with the same stature as Dr. Edward.

"The taste of this wine is really nostalgic." The old man touched his mouth, as if he was still missing the taste of alcohol:
"Old man, I don't have many days left. While I still have some strength, today I can try you, a guy who established a special ward, how much you weigh."

Suddenly, the same ferocious smile appeared on the old man's face:

"That's right, I will die if I don't drink alcohol. But if you don't eat people's hearts, you will die too. Right?"

Now, Zhang Fang on the side figured out another thing:
Why did the corpse under my bed lose the left half of its body?

It's too late, it's too soon.

As soon as the old man finished speaking, he moved his hands first, and his casserole-sized fist hit Dr. Edward's body with heavy force.

Not to be outdone, Doctor Edward also punched the old man in the chest with great force.

A dull sound made the whole sick building tremble.

Zhang Fang could only stand cautiously in the corner of the corridor in this scene of immortals fighting, trying to avoid being impacted by the aftermath as much as possible.

But in Zhang Fang's field of vision, because of the movement of the two fighting.Several nurses with dilapidated looks had already appeared at the stairs.

The appearance of these nurses at this moment is somewhat similar to that of nurse Jessie before.But the sharp nails on his hands are also reminding Zhang Fang that these nurses are not kind.

Behind these nurses, it seemed that more nurses were coming down the stairs.

"Grandpa, a nurse is here!" Seeing this, Zhang Fang quickly reminded him.

At the same time, Zhang Fang was also secretly rejoicing that he didn't go to the second floor just now, otherwise with this posture, he might really have gone and never returned.

"Young man, have you heard a word?"

"Stand at thirty."

"Forty without confusion."

"Fifty knows the destiny."

"Sixty and smooth ears."

"At seventy, do whatever you want, without breaking the rules."

The old man slapped Dr. Edward on the head, making him back again and again.

But at the same time, Edward punched the old man hard in the face with a loud sound, causing blood to flow from the old man's nose and mouth.

After wiping the nosebleed, the old man bared his teeth full of blood and said:
"It seemed to the old man that this meant:

"Thirty people can make me stand up and fight."

"Forty people, I will beat them to the point of doubting their lives."

"Fifty people, I will beat them. They know what is heaven! What is fate!"

"Sixty people, I can fight smoothly."

"Seventy people can let me fight as I like, without worrying about breaking the rules."

"so……"

There was a faint aura emanating from the old man:
"Old man, I am exactly seventy this year!"

As soon as the words fell, the old man threw his elbow suddenly, and blasted a nurse who was leaning over into the air.

The body of the nurse who was blown away hit the wall, and the huge impact made her body and the wall bond together like glue, making it difficult to distinguish each other.Pieces of the body also began to fall to the ground.

But no one noticed that in the blind spot of Zhang Fang and the old man, a nurse with a dilapidated face was approaching the old man step by step, dragging a sickle covered with blood.

This nurse is Jessie!

Coming to the back of the old man, Jessie slowly raised the sickle and dropped it abruptly!
Only then did Zhang Fang and the old man see Jie Qian's movements, but it was too late!
puff.

The sickle penetrated deeply into the flesh and then pulled out, bringing up a fountain of blood.

The old man's movements suddenly became sluggish.

"My dear Jessie! Well done!"

Doctor Edward let out an admiration, and slapped the old man's head with a slap. The old man's whole body was already crumbling.

The angry old man turned his head with difficulty to stare at Jie Qian, punched Jie Qian's chest full of anger, and slapped Jie Qian firmly on the ceiling.

The sickle in Nurse Jie Qian's hand fell feebly, and her whole body was like paste, stuck to the ceiling, unable to see her original appearance again.

"My God! How could you do this to my Jessie!"

Doctor Edward let out a roar, and punched the old man one after another.

And those nurses also flocked to surround the old man, and the sharp nails left bloodstains on the old man's body one after another.

The old man's resistance has become weaker and weaker. Doctor Edward once again looked at Zhang Fang in the corner with burning eyes:

"Oh! My food! Don't worry, soon, soon you will be mine!"

But at this moment, a whimpering sound came from the other end of the corridor.

Following the prestige, Lu Xiaoying crawled out of the ward with both hands and feet.

At this time, Lu Xiaoying's whole body was covered with blood, and the bones on her body were broken in countless places. Even the bones on her face seemed to be broken a lot. The originally pretty face looked a little distorted now.

It's just that Lu Xiaoying doesn't seem to realize what she looks like now.

She just held the can of teeth and slowly crawled towards Dr. Edward, and made a vague sound from the crooked mouth:

"My dearest sister...we...we can finally be one again."

The can of teeth in Lu Xiaoying's hand made a sound again, the voice was childish but somehow eerie:

"Yes, my sister, this time, we shall never be separated."

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