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Fang Touming glanced at him and said, "How do you prove it?"

The man choked, then scratched his hair irritably.

Three doses of medicine a day, even the gods can't stand it.

Everyone fell silent.

It's not that no one went to Zhang Ji to prove it. Zhang Ji looked at them with a smile, asked a few questions casually, and said that they were still ill and had to stay in the hospital.

"How about we just run away?"

Song Qi said: "This time there are two tasks."

The man clicked on the panel and sighed faintly.

It is not enough to simply escape, the people in the hospital must feel that they have recovered and are normal people.

Normal people pretending to be normal people, what is this called!

A group of people are full of complaints, and they feel extremely aggrieved staying in this hospital.

The player who said he wanted Zhang Ji's proof just now sighed, and when he looked down, he saw Patient 3043 squatting next to him.

It was the NPC who always thought he was a mushroom.

"What the hell?" The player hid to the side and spat.

"When did he come?" someone asked.

Seeing that the man remained silent, the player who hid there stretched out his hand and pushed him hard, "Don't stay with us, go somewhere else!"

3043 raised his head and looked at him quietly.

"I am a little mushroom, if you hit me, my spores will teach you a lesson!"

3043's voice is very thin, and even threatening words like this seem limp.

The player obviously didn't take it seriously either, and waved at him, telling him to leave quickly.

3043 pursed his lips, and left looking aggrieved.

The other players still focused on how to avoid the nurse and not take the medicine, discussing in a hurry, negating one plan after another.

Song Qi listened, a lot of thoughts turned in his mind, and then eliminated them one by one, leaving a few that he felt could be tried.

After the activity time was over, they each went back to the ward. Song Qi passed by an NPC and saw the NPC suddenly yelled in a low voice.

She looked over strangely, and saw the NPC pinching her fingers.

"Broken finger."

Looking at the intact finger, Song Qi was even more puzzled.

But within a few seconds, the man walked forward, and his finger touched a sharp point on the facility of the activity center. That place was not obvious at all, and it was impossible to see it without looking closely.

This time the NPC didn't call out.

Song Qi thought silently, did he foresee it in advance?Can paranoia reach this level?
Holding this suspicion, Song Qi returned to the ward, and Ling Xiaohua looked at Song Qi, "Should we continue to take that medicine? Didn't the game say not to take it?"

Ling Xiaohua completely depends on what Song Qi does, and she follows suit.

Song Qi pressed the center of his eyebrows, and said patiently: "I don't know now, you should have heard what they were talking about just now, and you can only see if you can adapt accordingly."

As she spoke, she paused, "Of course, taking too much of that medicine is not good for us, and everyone knows that."

Ling Xiaohua sighed, she couldn't think of what to do.

Half an hour later, the nurse delivered the meal, Ling Xiaohua lost her appetite completely, and began to worry about the one-hour period of taking medicine.

Song Qi still ate as usual. She looked at the things in the backpack, and it seemed that they were useless. She couldn't threaten the nurse with a hatchet to stop her from eating, could she?

Because of the head nurse, she wasn't sure she could beat it.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the nurse opened the door and entered.

Song Qi blinked, the loose hospital gown dangling on her body, but the nurse still gave her two pills and stared at her to swallow them.