Chapter 30 Death Cycle 7
"You are qualified!"

Somehow, Song Xiaoxiao was extremely excited when she heard him say qualified.Song Xiaoxiao suddenly felt that the gentle man in front of him seemed not normal.

"Ding dong, main mission: end the death cycle of the Love Sanatorium, [-]% completed!"

Suddenly, a system voice sounded in Song Xiaoxiao's head, making Song Xiaoxiao subconsciously take a step back.The man politely supported her
"Dr. Song, it's time to go to work! Otherwise, you wouldn't be a qualified doctor!"

Song Xiaoxiao took a step back and distanced herself from him.
"Thank you, I'm at work!"

After she finished speaking, she turned around quickly, and a man's voice came from behind her.

"Dr. Song just came here, so he might not know me yet. My name is Chu Yan. Dr. Song can call me...Professor Chu..."

Song Xiaoxiao...

Chu Yan looked at Song Xiaoxiao's leaving figure, his lips slightly hooked, revealing a slightly evil smile.
"Interesting, it's still alive! It seems that even I have forgotten!"

Song Xiaoxiao quickly went downstairs, his heart beating rapidly.

This man felt very dangerous to her, and the game progress was [-]% because of his appearance, which was the biggest problem.

Chu Yan?Chu Group?
Song Xiaoxiao thought of a possibility. Is it possible that everything in this loving nursing home was planned by this man?

Song Xiaoxiao suddenly felt that maybe she could find out from this man.Back on the fourth floor, Song Xiaoxiao's chilly back finally disappeared. She went to the duty room, next to Ward 444, and sure enough, another corpse was carried out.

This time Song Xiaoxiao paid attention to the name of the deceased registered by these nurses, Sun Miao!
Sun Miao? ? ?

Coincidentally, he was the person with the highest mental power just now.Song Xiaoxiao's current memory is no longer comparable to her previous self, and she even has the ability of photographic memory.After reading all the names here, she memorized them all.

"Doctor Song, here is the new medicine sent by Professor Chu, and it will also be mixed into the patient's injection today."

The male nurse next to him brought down a bottle of bright red liquid from upstairs, and Song Xiaoxiao felt uncomfortable looking at the blood red liquid.

But I still subconsciously picked up the needle water configuration, as if the original owner had already prepared a lot and had muscle memory.

Strange, hadn’t the original owner only been here a few days?

"Let me out, I want to get out!"

"So many pigs..."

"I'm flying, I'm flying..."

At exactly nine o'clock, the entire fourth floor erupted suddenly, with mental patients running over and over, and male nurses desperately dragging the mental patients back to their strength.

The mental patient who said she was flying was a middle-aged woman. Song Xiaoxiao sat in the duty room, watched her show a creepy smile at herself, and suddenly jumped from the fourth floor.

The nurses took the medicine she prepared and injected these crazy patients into their bodies, and these people calmed down.

The hospital was full of chaos, no one paid attention to her place, everyone went to arrange patients
Song Xiaoxiaoyou has been paying attention to Ward 444. Lao Yang in Ward 444 is the only normal person in this farce.

Also... the sole survivor of Ward 444.

Aware of Song Xiaoxiao's gaze, Lao Yang showed a big smile to Song Xiaoxiao, but the smile was too stiff on his face, it looked like he was wearing a mask
Song Xiaoxiao closed the window at once, thinking that the original owner also came to check ward 444, and there was no news after that. If everything in the hospital followed the rules, then she...

Suddenly, Song Xiaoxiao felt dizzy and fell on the table.
Two strong and strong men appeared behind Song Xiaoxiao

"Quickly search and see what clues you can find. What the hell is Madd? If you let Laozi stay here, Laozi will become a lunatic sooner or later!"

(End of this chapter)

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