I am a cat, I am a heartthrob in an escape game

When Gu Yan took back his chin, he sat behind the blue curtain in the emergency room and screamed with a headache.

Under the head nurse's disgusted gaze, Gu Yan came out from behind the curtain, and happened to catch a glimpse of Mr. Chung sitting at the table, allowing the two nurses to apply the medicine.

This person's injury was much more serious than his, but unexpectedly he didn't even frown when he bandaged it.

Gu Yan suddenly felt very humiliated.

This Chunjun is really not something he can afford.

【Muscle spasm decoction】The effect of the medicine was very short, his limbs gradually regained strength, and his mind was full of wanting to get away from this ruthless Mr. Chong as soon as possible.

Just when Gu Yan was feeling sorry for himself, the moment he raised his eyes, he happened to meet Chung Jun's slightly teasing gaze.

This person is like a ghost crawling out of the gutter, with a magical allure when he smiles, just like this, he seduces the ignorant enemy in front of him, and walks into the abyss step by step.

He subconsciously moved two steps towards the man with the Hanged Cherry, but unexpectedly the latter was still in a fit of rage, and hit him violently on the forehead.

"Stay away from me, useless thing!" Cherry said, turned and left the emergency room.

After watching the two gangsters go out, Wang Shilin leaned up to Mr. Chung, intending to say a few words of condolence, but when he saw the bloody wound on Mr. Chung's waist, he froze suddenly.

like.

When the tutor fell in front of him back then, the wound on the back of his head seemed to be the same two pits.

That's what he smashed with his physical league trophy.

The trophy has always been his proudest honor, and it is placed on the bookshelf in the middle of him, facing his sister's portrait across his bed, as if it is a kind of commitment and protection to his sister .

On that seemingly ordinary night, he ended everything with his own hands. Under the invitation of desire and fear, he became a UNO player and fell in love with blood and wanton killing ever since.

But the man in front of him made him feel guilty again.

Wang Shilin didn't know how he moved in the parking lot, standing in front of Mr. Chung and attacking a person he had never met.

He only knew that when he tried to confess his sins in front of the God of Beauty, God of Beauty mercilessly rejected his offer.

This could not help but give birth to a kind of unwillingness and frustration in him.

He had to admit that Mr. Chung was very beautiful.

But if he disappears completely, he will definitely become more beautiful, and if he can't get something, it's better to just die.

In this way, there will be no more things in this world that can convince him.

The nurse wrapped the last bandage around Chung Jun's waist. After fixing it, she told the head nurse, probably not to fight any more, and then let them go.

The head nurse sighed and took the lead and said, "Okay, I'll take you to the inpatient department, and you just tidy up your own quarters."

Not to mention that Wang Shilin's aura has changed a little, Chung Jun also knows that he can't be alone with him for too long. After all, because of his status as a "witness cat", he always has to worry about whether he will be targeted by this murderer.

It has to be said that the scene where the seemingly harmonious two actually have a dark heart seems to be a little exciting.

As expected, the two ran into Cherry and Gu Yan who were one step ahead at the door of the 213 consultation room.

The three of them were in the same queue when they started, so Mr. Chung was not too surprised that they were in the same consulting room as him, and simply lowered his head and pretended to ignore them.

The inpatient department is located on the south side of the pointed tower, which should have excellent lighting conditions, but because each room has only one window, and this window is covered with wooden boards, making the entire inpatient department gloomy and damp .

"Miss Grace, are the four of them the patients who fought in the parking lot?" The nurse at the front desk of the inpatient department stood up and asked.

Sister Grace nodded, "I've already taken them to treat the wound."

The face of the nurse at the front desk changed, "Those [guys] didn't say anything, did they?"

Mr. Chung's ears trembled. Are those "guys" mentioned by the nurse some monsters located in the shadow on the left hand side of the negative floor?

Grace waved her hand and said, "We didn't meet them, don't worry, they won't do anything to patients."

The nurse at the front desk breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, thank you Grace."

Then she said, "The driver just called and said that the luggage of the patients has been sent to their respective rooms."

The head nurse immediately waved to them and led them to room 213.

Mr. Chung looked around at the layout of the inpatient department before entering the door.

Their room 213 is facing the nurse's desk. On the left is the stairs leading to the first floor. On the other side of the nurse's desk is 210, where Zhang Quanrui is located. Next door is 211. Walking along the "L" shaped corridor is 212. Opposite is the stairs leading to the third floor.

Before entering the door, Grace took down the name tags on their chests and demonstrated one by one the operation of swiping cards on this doorbell-like machine.

"Be sure to keep your name tags. This is an access control card," she said angrily. "Every year, some people will take the risk and try to sneak into the team of patients, but they don't have name tags, so they can be easily identified."

"If you accidentally lose your name tag," Grace's eyes rolled for a moment, as if she was waiting for the good show to begin, "then it's no different from them. Once you find out, be careful."

Wang Shilin asked, "Can't someone make it up?"

Grace replied: "Everyone has one, there is no extra."

When they walked into the room, there was a sour smell. It seemed that no one had cleaned the room for a long time. The garbage and changed clothes were piled up all over the room, and there was even mildew on the scattered packaging bags.

The four of them covered their mouths and noses at the same time.

"Meals will be provided in the cafeteria at 7 o'clock, 12 o'clock and 17 o'clock every day, and there will be outdoor group activities after lunch, and everyone must participate."

"After the outdoor activities, there is free time. Except for the basement floor, you can go to other places in the nursing home, but you must return to the room before 16:[-], and the nurses in the injection room will come to roll the roll."

While Grace was still talking about the regulations in the nursing home, Mr. Chung saw a box with his name written on it among the suitcases.

He stepped forward and dragged out the black suitcase, and when he opened it, he found that almost all of it contained expensive and well-made clothes, as well as several bottles of perfume and spirits.

"Sir, we prohibit patients from drinking alcohol here," Grace put down the recording board and said with a frown, "I'll take these two bottles of wine with me later."

At this time, several patients sitting on the upper bunk burst into laughter, and one of them said, "As expected of a rich man, he even brought perfume for treatment, hahaha, really particular."

"Isn't it? They have money to buy quotas, why don't they have money to buy perfume?"

Another echoing patient sat upright on the upper bunk with his knees hugged, knocked on the bed board under him, and said provocatively to these new patients:

"You newcomers, just sleep on the lower bunk, and by the way, think about how to spend the night!"

Gu Yan: "Is there any difference between upper and lower bunks?"

He didn't understand why this group of people looked so arrogant, as if they had picked up a huge bargain.

Unexpectedly, they played tricks, "Don't be familiar with the newcomers, they are just a bunch of little brats who don't even understand the rules, and you will find out at night!"

Chung Jun stood up, his eyes lit up with green light, needless to say, everyone around him could feel his aura that was different from ordinary people.

It's just that they don't know that part of the reason why Jun Chung's aura can be so strong is the master.

In front of Juggernaut, all NPCs are nothing but little ones, unable to catch the eye.

[Congratulations to the player who triggered the main plot, "Be the last player to leave the consultation room"]

Cherry and the others had apparently received the system notification, and everyone's eyes froze at the same time.

In the consulting room they were in, except for the four of them, the other patients were all NPCs, and most of them were old patients who had been in the nursing home for a while.

It seems impossible to get words out of their mouths.

According to Cherry, since the dungeons at the beginning of 2 are mainly single-player combat, now that the main task has been clarified, cannibalism is inevitable in a consulting room.

Mr. Chung was secretly happy, but he still had Zhang Quanrui!

Zhang Sheng, we are indeed the chosen teammates.

As for [the last one to leave the consultation room], it means to guarantee that I will stay until the end, and then I will find a way to leave?

At the same time, the words of other patients also made him very concerned.

This matter must not wait until night to sit still.

"Mr. Chung."

Wang Shilin's call interrupted his train of thought.

"I don't have a mattress in my suitcase, so are we going to sleep on this plank bed at night?"

Wang Shilin had a mournful face.

Chung Jun glanced at the two bundles of mattresses in the corner, "Then you can take any mattress, I think those two beds seem to be mine."

Cherry, who was making the bed at the other end of the room, rolled her eyes.

fuck.

rich people.

What kind of perfume does Chung Jun use?
Rose?Orange?Or freesia?
(About what goes through my head when I write)

Today's update!