Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 371 Borrow your identity

Borrow... borrow an identity?

There is no need to think about it carefully, all opticians know that this is not allowed.

It will die, it will die, it will die... it will definitely die!

However, no matter how his reason sounded the alarm, his whole body was like a soft ball, sliding heavily against the door panel and falling to the ground.

The person's head is raised, the eyes are looking at the eyeballs on the "face", and the frequency of breathing on the other side is not felt... Also, how can it have the function of breathing when it is just a piece of skin?
In his ears, he could hear a sound like boiling water. He thought it was the water dispenser that was very close to him that was boiling again. After focusing his mind for a few seconds, he realized one thing.

Gululu's voice does not come from the outside world, but from within his body.

Something was gurgling in his head, like bubbles rising from boiling water exploding one by one.

"Shh-" The man felt a force pressing down on his head, and he pressed his head down a little, "Don't think about it... In case you really burn out your brain, your identity How else can I use it?”

The spectacled doctor listened and understood, but he could not move.

What this "human skin" wants...is a more complete version of him.

Wherever he looked, "Human Skin" raised its thin hand. He didn't know where it was extending, but it seemed to reach behind him and stick to the door panel.

Then, the bespectacled doctor felt something cold touch his hand that was pressing on the door handle. The light blast passed by like a gauze, but it had the texture of skin.

The touch pressed the person's hand and turned the lock under the door handle.

Click, the door is locked.

After that, the "human skin" in front of him slowly slid down to the position where the eyes were facing the eyes, the tip of the nose was facing the tip of the nose, and the mouth was facing the mouth.

The "human skin" of the black-haired young man smiled at the bespectacled doctor, and then his facial features faded from the drawing paper like melted paint, turning into a vast expanse of white.

This was the last scene in the glasses doctor's eyes, and then his vision went dark.

In the deserted office, a thin layer of white covers the entire human body, like a white cloth covering the human body.

The cloth quickly absorbs to the person's body, conforms to the human body, and gradually traces the outline of the person's facial features.

At first glance, it’s a scary scene. The naked white figure has nothing on it, like a naked mannequin in a shopping mall.

The white humanoid sat for a while, then stood up from the ground as if controlled.

He walked around the room a few times, then burped as if he was digesting something.

The white humanoid covered his mouth, and his hands were squeezing around his body, touching from head to toe. Color appeared in all the places he touched. When he bent down and stood up straight again, the humanoid had transformed into the appearance of a spectacled doctor.

Bai Su looked at the reflection of the glass cabinet on the side and compared his face, feeling that it was no different from the original human appearance.

There shouldn't be any difference in the first place. He showed the appearance of a doctor with glasses one by one.

Oh yes, glasses.

Bai Su turned his head, picked up the glasses that had fallen on the ground and put them on the bridge of his nose. When he looked forward through the lenses, he felt a little dizzy for a moment.

The original humans were short-sighted, but the monsters reappeared did not have this disease.

After adjusting a few more times, Bai Su began to study human memory after his vision became clear.

Unlike taking away the monk's identity, all human memories are clearly visible to the monster. Because Baisu's identity is still needed to be used together with the identity of the glasses doctor, the monster uses a different method.

——Incomplete replacement.

After standing there for a while and studying the memory of the spectacled doctor, Bai Su found that the doctor he chose had mediocre experience and accepted the high salary invitation purely because of lack of money, and he had only been here for less than half a year.

The optician did not encounter many strange things during the six months. Except for a few supernatural phenomena, he has been living peacefully so far without experiencing any life threats.

Until today, he met Bai Su.

All I can say is, it's a bit of bad luck.

There had been no major disaster or illness in the past, and all the bad luck accumulated until today seemed just to meet Bai Su.

After looking through human memories, Bai Su reached out and pulled out the spectacled doctor's badge from the white coat on his chest.

Different from what he expected, this badge did not have a specific name written on it, only a position and a line of small words used by doctors. It was sloppy and did not look like the work badges used in normal hospitals.

Hmm...it seems like this has always been the case here?After comparing human memories, we found that humans also raised questions when they first came in, but were dismissed by the seniors who led them.

After a few days, the optician understood the saying that curiosity can kill a cat, so he worked quietly without asking any more questions.

Bai Su stuffed the breastplate back, picked up the original human's cup from rolling on the ground, wiped the dust on it, and poured a cup of boiling water according to the human's previous actions.

As for the water stains spilled on the ground, they disappeared after stepping on them and rubbing them.

As soon as he finished this action, there was a knock on the door. Bai Su walked to the door with a cup in his hand and unlocked it. People outside the door were naturally able to come in.

"Xiao Li——" the voice came before anyone came in, "Why are you locking the door in there?"

Bai Su took a sip of water and said, "I just spilled the water. Close the door, take off your clothes and dry yourself."

The middle-aged male doctor who entered the door later looked at the small amount of water left on the floor, and then looked at the air conditioner that was still running in the room. He did not doubt Bai Su's words.

He said that they were all grown men and had nothing to do with locking the door. Those at the nurse station would not come to their place normally. He also urged Bai Su to hurry up and they still had work to do.

After reading it for a while, the middle-aged male doctor felt a little thirsty. He asked Bai Su for a cup without warning, hoping for some saliva to moisten his throat.

Bai Su handed the cup forward, who took it and raised it to his mouth very smoothly.

By the time he felt the heat, it was already too late. The hot liquid slipped between his lips and tongue, burning the middle-aged male doctor until he choked and coughed. He couldn't even hold the cup, and he would fall to the ground if he let go.

But Bai Su fished it out with his hand and caught the cup firmly without spilling any water.

The middle-aged male doctor had no time for the overly agile movements of the "glasses doctor". He coughed for a long time before he recovered, covered his mouth and looked up at Bai Su.

"Don't you feel hot?" the middle-aged male doctor complained.

Human beings only realized that this was drinkable water because they saw Bai Su drinking water when they entered the house. Unexpectedly, the temperature seemed to have just boiled, and it made people's mouth blister.

Bai Su blinked innocently.

He really didn't feel hot, or he should have been burned, but he didn't feel any obvious pain.Of course, if you open your mouth now,
Bai Su watched as the middle-aged male doctor covered his mouth and gradually became unable to speak, leaving only a vague instruction for him to go to the ward rounds alone, while the middle-aged male doctor wanted to find someone to help him treat his oral cavity.

"...Ward rounds...Just go through the rounds once. Remember to come back before twelve o'clock...Don't talk too much to the patients who are awake, especially the patients on the fourth floor!" After trying to express all his wishes, the middle-aged male doctor turned around and left. , only Bai Su was left standing in the office, facing the open door.

As the middle-aged male doctor said, he went to the cabinet and took out a binder. He opened it and saw that it was indeed a directory with a date written on it.

Look at the clock hanging on the wall again. It is now 10:30 in the evening, and the seconds have just passed the space directly above it.

Do nightly rounds take an hour and a half over two floors?

Bai Su rummaged through the original human's memory and found that the time seemed to be about the same. It would take about an hour to walk up the two floors.

If there are no accidents, you can come back in half an hour, but if you encounter a difficult patient... the return time may be delayed until twelve o'clock.

Bai Su finished stroking and walked out of the office. He looked to the left and saw that the middle-aged male doctor was seeking help from the nurse in the nursing station. The former had his mouth open, while the latter seemed to be helping someone apply medicine.

After a few glances, Bai Su walked to the right and followed the room numbers in the binder one by one.

Some patients were asleep, and some were still asleep. Those who were not asleep and in relatively normal spirits would say hello to Bai Su and call him "Doctor Li."

Dr. Li, when can I be discharged from the hospital? What's wrong with me, Dr. Li? Where is Dr. Li's other doctor going today? Dr. Li... Bai Su listened and dealt with it, replying in a tone typical of original human beings.

"It's coming, it's coming... Just get some sleep... He has something going on. I'm the only one today... What else is going on?" Bai Su's tone of voice was slightly calmer than that of the original human being, which was difficult for these patients to hear. Big difference.

After more or less using some auxiliary means to help the patient who was not resting lie down, Bai Su stood at the stairwell of the fourth floor. Only 10 minutes had passed since 30:10.

"Doctor Glasses" looked at the closed ward doors on both sides and the empty nurse station.

It's unclear where the nurse on duty on the fourth floor went. Anyway, Bai Su didn't see any nurse when he walked from the stairs to the closed emergency passage on the other side.

He reached up and pulled the door open. The door leading to the stairwell was indeed locked and could not be opened as the short-haired woman said.

So what's next... Just when he was about to see where the first room number on the fourth floor was, he lowered his head. Bai Su only heard a thud from the room with the door closed. It seemed like there was someone there. Hitting the wall.

Looking up, I saw that the door on the right also protruded outward.

It seems that similar things have happened to the original human beings in their memories.

The higher the patient goes, the more out of control they are. Generally, when encountering this situation, two doctors will open the window to check the situation. If the situation is controllable, they will go in and push the patient back to the bed. If the situation is not controllable, they will record it. Then go to the nurse's station for help.

Bai Su took a step forward and opened the small window on the door. As soon as he opened it, he met a pair of bloodshot eyes.

The patients in the ward didn't hit the wall, but the door.

The patients inside saw Bai Su and bumped into each other even more vigorously.

Ordinarily, opticians should be shocked.

In fact, the original human beings were not very courageous. Even after working in a mental hospital for half a year, they would still be frightened by some of the patients' unusual behaviors. They only relied on the colleagues they worked with to calm down.

But Baisu is not.

He blinked in confusion, not understanding what the patient in the room was trying to do.

It was blocked by a heavy door and a glass window, so no matter how hard he bumped into it, it wouldn't affect Bai Su.

However, the little movement made by this patient seemed to be a bit loud, and the people sleeping in the surrounding wards were about to be awakened.

No one else appeared, such as the nurse who was supposed to be on duty on this floor, so Bai Su opened the door.

The patient in the ward was about to hit him like this, but suddenly the door panel in front of him shifted. The patient missed the point and was about to fall on Bai Su.

The "spectacle doctor" put his hand on the patient's shoulder and pushed inward, ignoring any force, and pushed the patient back straight.

Only when the door opened did Bai Su have time to look at the patient in the room, and found that he was trapped in a straitjacket all over his body. He didn't know how he broke free from the restraints on the bed, moved from the bed to the door, and stood up.

The patient is now squirming on the ground like a caterpillar, screaming indiscriminately.

The "doctor with glasses" who should have been timid kept moving his hands. He grabbed a corner of the patient's straitjacket and lifted it up on the spot, then threw it on the bed. Then he studied the straitjacket for a while and used an unskilled technique to remove it. The people were tied up and sent back.

As for techniques to help patients calm down?How can physical calm not be considered calm?
He raised his hand and dropped the knife, and struck the person on the back of the neck. The bruise that appeared instantly represented how hard he used it.

The patient's head immediately dropped and he entered a state of coma...sleep.

After doing all this, "Doctor Glasses" glanced at the corner of the room before walking out.

This is the first room on the fourth floor. There are several patients who have woken up in the back, but they are not as scary as the first one. At most, they are just lying on the bed and uttering a few incomprehensible words.

Bai Su didn't understand and didn't bother to listen. After giving him physical calm as usual, he looked at the time and found that it hadn't been too long.

It was now eleven-fifteen in the evening, a long time before twelve o'clock, and there were still...three room numbers left on the binder in his hand.

No matter how he thought about it, he would not wait until after 12:30, so he should think of some way to delay it for a while - ah.

Bai Su passed by the nurse's station this time, and another nurse sat behind her. However, her skin was pale and she didn't look like a living person.

The same goes for hair strands, which feel like they have not been washed for many days and are stuck together. If you look closely, you can see some reflections.

The "nurse" behind the nurse station is lowering her head, muttering something, and writing furiously in her hand. But if you look carefully, you will find that she is not holding a pen in her hand, but is writing on the paper with her injured fingers. Paint on top.

Ah...what did the original human memory say?Seems like no evildoer.

Reluctantly still intending to act according to human behavior patterns, Bai Li walked forward without squinting.

When passing by the nurse station, the sitting "nurse" called Dr. Li, her voice was resentful and hoarse, and her throat felt like it had been cut by a knife.

"Doctor Li—"

But Bai Su didn't stop. There were clattering sounds behind him, and he didn't turn around until he reached the penultimate door of the ward.

He was far away and couldn't feel it. When he got closer and his hand was about to grasp the door handle, Bai Su hesitated.

He wore a bespectacled doctor's face and showed a slightly tangled look, and the tangle quickly turned into confusion.

Bai Su looked at the door, then at the door handle that he hadn't yet grasped, and took a step back.

No...how could there be-- here?

　Southerners wonder how to keep their hands from getting cold every winter qwq
　　
　
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