Lu Liuliu was lying on the hospital bed with the tablet in his hands and watching the live broadcast. On the screen, Xia Changdian's face was completely blocked by the bullet screen. He was so proud that he raised the corners of his mouth happily, thinking: This man is mine. Master, is my host's partner, you can't envy me!

Lu Liuliu is now Qin Yu.

Living in the hospital, there are people taking care of food and drink, so don't live too comfortably.

The patient lived well in the hospital, but suddenly suffered a cardiac arrest, and almost failed to be rescued. If it is not handled well, it will be a lawsuit. Fortunately, the patient's family "understood righteousness" and was unwilling to embarrass the hospital. They said that since they had been rescued, no matter what the fault was, they would let it go.

But Dr. Li refused to let it go, because it was about her medical ethics and skills, and her future. With such an ambiguous result, she felt uneasy and had to find out.

Lu Liuliu was naturally a hundred supporters. He interrupted Bai Yueming's conveyance of Qin Fen's words, and said angrily, "I agree with Dr. Li's investigation to the end. I understand my body and my dog. They bit me for no reason. I'll talk about it slowly after I'm discharged from the hospital, but it's clear that someone is trying to kill me."

Seeing Bai Yueming's subconscious trembling, he sneered in his heart, and continued, "I only got a rabies vaccine last night. , I dropped a bottle of antibiotics, and whoever came in and out of my ward during this period must have been clearly captured by the surveillance in the corridor. Besides, I was not completely unconscious at the time. I saw that it was a blue hand touching Pass my hanging bottle."

"Blue hand?" Dr. Li's heart moved, and then he felt at a loss, excluding the pain and the effect of medicine affecting cognition and memory, there are three kinds of blue hands that can be regarded as blue hands Circumstances—one, the blue rubber gloves worn by cleaners who dispose of contaminated trash, two, the nitrile gloves used by surgeons, and three, the palms of a person with Raynaud's disease that turn blue when stressed and cold .

As for what kind of situation it is, you will naturally know after watching the monitoring.

Dr. Li glanced at Lu Liuliu, and said seriously: "I will definitely find out the truth."

Lu Liuliu waved his hand with a smile, then picked up the phone and flicked it. This was the first time it played with the phone so openly. Although the operation is much slower than in the data form, the sense of reality of touching the real thing makes it extremely sufficient. It couldn't help thinking of what the big devil asked it when he jumped off the building at the easter egg level: "How does it feel to be a human?"

How? Not too bad.

Bai Yueming seemed to be very afraid of Lu Liuliu, or because she had ghosts in her heart, she was afraid of Qin Yu who was pulled back from the ghost gate. She didn't dare to meet Qin Yu's eyes, and always felt that he could see through her.

After Dr. Li left the ward, the air was a little condensed. Bai Yueming hesitated for a long time uncomfortably, but he still couldn't muster up the courage to exchange greetings as usual, so he had to stumble a few words of caring, pay attention to his body, take a good rest, and left the ward in a hurry .

Lu Liuliu snorted, and a strand of consciousness clung to Bai Yueming's ear. He followed her out of the hospital, got into a taxi, and then saw her tremblingly taking out her mobile phone and calling Qin Fen, the master behind her.

The waiting speaker on the phone rang twice, and Qin Fen's voice sounded: "Is he really awake?" The voice wasn't too flustered, but it wasn't calm, and there was indeed a ghost.

With a crying voice, Bai Yueming glanced at the driver and saw that he was not paying attention to what was going on behind him, so she bent down to avoid the roof rearview mirror, and whispered, "It's true, and he seems to have seen the person who poisoned him, His attending doctor insisted on investigating to find out the truth, and now he has adjusted the monitoring." The word "poisoned" is barely audible.

Qin Fen jumped into a rage, cursing: "...This trash! You can't handle such a small thing!" Then, he denied, "Impossible. Qin Yu was already unconscious from the pain at that time, and there was no way he could have seen it. Be careful that he is cheating on you."

Bai Yueming was still worried, "Then monitoring?"

"It's just a waste of effort," Qin Fen didn't say any more, and changed the subject, "Don't scare yourself, and go to the hospital to see him tomorrow as usual, don't miss out." He softened his tone and told Bai Yueming Hua Dabing said , "When I get the dog farm, I still have to rely on you to help me run it."

Bai Yueming was soothed, and a happy and yearning rosy glow appeared on his face.

Lu Liuliu rubbed the goosebumps on his arms and felt that Tongzi's eyes, ears and three senses had been damaged, and he urgently needed some healthy and beautiful things to cleanse his soul.

So, out of boredom, he clicked on a live broadcast software, and then found that the most popular recommendation on the homepage was a live broadcast room called "Life and Death", with a very familiar hospital setting on the cover. It immediately thought of the game of the Great Demon King.

Qian Erbai also found this live broadcast room under the notice of Lu Liuliu. Seeing the familiar face of the little fox on the screen, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately left a message, wanting to tell Xia Changdian that he was safe, but when he wanted to When he revealed his identity, he received a warning from the live broadcast room, saying that his speech contained illegal information and would not be conveyed.

He had no choice but to rack his brains and try again and again, and finally, he wrote those few rather nasty confession-like words, concealed his identity, escaped the picketing of the live broadcast system, and successfully connected with Xia Changdian again.

A host and an audience are not only separated by the screen and the world, but also separated by a time difference of nearly ten days. It seems that there is nothing else they can do except spiritual companionship and support.

Qian Erbai looked at the phone nervously, and the live broadcast room was automatically switched to the view of the anchor. There were only two double-leaf wooden doors tightly closed on the screen, with two narrow glass panels embedded in the doors, and the outside was ominously dark.

Xia Changdian held the peach wood sword 3.0 horizontally in his hand, and with a slight shake of his wrist, a blue and white electric light flashed faintly at one end of the electric shock device, and the sound of the current was like a low-frequency buzzer. It adds a bit of security.

Qian Erbai knew that Xia Changdian didn't have the energy to read the barrage now, but he still typed "Be careful". Ordinary fonts, ordinary content, mixed in many similar barrages are inconspicuous, but Xia Changdian seems to have a heart-to-heart with his brother. He raised his eyes to look at the light screen, and then smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will.

" After choosing the blue capsule, Xia Changdian was in a state of constant anxiety. With his extraordinary luck in extracting special abilities, he might be unlucky to be selected as the unluckiest player tonight.

He said in a heroic manner: "What are you afraid of? At worst, all the other double dangers of choosing the red capsule will be passed on to me. When the time comes, I will use passive defense to be beaten obediently, and then use my last breath to rebound to the limit, with a trace of blood Anti-kill." But when he calculated with his fingers that the worst result was that the remaining eight people would choose the red capsules, and a total of 16 times the risk would be passed on to him, he was very sensible, and hurriedly folded his hands together, praying for the end of the nightmare. Never come true.

Around ten o'clock, the lights in the corridor went out.

The emergency light did not know what was wrong, it flickered twice as if struggling, and finally dimmed feebly. The entire floor fell into sleep-like silence.

Xia Changdian drew the curtains, closed the door, and moved an accompanying bed behind the door, feeling that the room was completely closed, and only then did he feel a little safe.

But this sense of security is just a self-deceiving thing. When the plot kills, no amount of physical protection can only serve as a comforting effect.

With a "crack", a huge ax pierced through the door panel, the sharp blade of the ax gleamed coldly, and the flat and wide surface of the ax was stained with brown spots, like old blood, and it seemed that he could still smell the manic stench .

In the room, the clown took a step closer to Xia Changdian, and repeated the question again: "Tell me, what color is the blood?" He only had half of his head, and some spring wires protruded from the incomplete half in a mess, brown motor oil. It flowed from his eye sockets, across his pale face that was smeared like a wall, and dripped on the collar of his neck, spreading a greasy wet mark.

Xia Changdian tried his best not to retreat or speak. He kept his eyes level, bowed and bent over to block, stood on the ground like a sculpture and moved without blinking his eyes. He diverted his attention by counting the time silently in his heart. His legs were already sore, his eyes were too dry, and it seemed that a small bug had landed on his face and crawled again. It was so itchy that his facial muscles couldn't help but want to twitch. Take a moment, but it doesn't work. There are still ten seconds left in the wooden man's game, and he has already survived for nearly a minute. It is the last moment, and he can't fall short.

Thinking of his current situation, he couldn't help crying.

When the game officially started, a smoky ghost entered through the wall, and wrapped Xia Changdian in the smoke without saying a word. The mist was filled with the stench of rotting corpses and the pungent smell of sulfide, which made him dizzy and dizzy. He wanted to cough but was afraid that he would die from poisoning if he inhaled more while breathing. Breathing and waving the electric shocker, the cloud of smoke was dispersed. But after the smoke dissipates, it will gather again. Only by destroying his hair growth core can the smoke ghost be completely eliminated.

After a lot of dealing with lack of oxygen, Xia Changdian finally risked being smoked to death, relied on his sense of smell to find the smelliest place, and then stabbed the electric shocker into the "heart" of the smoker.

The first round of the war was over, and before he could catch his breath, the second wave of challenges fell from the sky—a Picasso-style statue of David appeared in the corner of the room out of thin air.

The sculpture spoke: "Play a game, you are a wooden man, you are not allowed to speak or move."

Xia Changdian's first reaction was to give this thing a try, but the sculpture was covered in white paste, and its texture was cold and hard. At first glance, it did not look like a conductive material. Based on the principle of saving electricity, he chose to follow it. Sculptures play games.

This game is very simple, called "Wooden Man". The rule is that after the game starts, the players cannot make any moves, otherwise they will lose. If the player does not move, the sculpture will lose.

When the audience in the live broadcast room heard the rules of the game, they looked disdainful, and the bullet screens were full of "what's so difficult about this", "I played it when I was a child", "what is this, childhood memories?". And when they saw Xia Changdian earnestly obeying the rules without even rolling his eyes, the audience all laughed, "It's just a game, it's really not enough, the anchor's desire to win is too strong."... Words like these are good words for teachers.

After the wooden figurine's first game, Xia Changdian didn't move, the sculpture lost, and directly cut off one of his own arms, throwing it in front of Xia Changdian.

The onlookers were stunned, what kind of hatred, what kind of resentment, using self-mutilation to scare others is too rude, and it seems that their brains are a bit out of order.

Xia Changdian knew what the sculpture meant by doing this. It was a threat, and the purpose was to tell him that if he lost in the next round, he would have to cut off his own arm.

Xia Changdian naturally worked up his energy and didn't dare to neglect in the slightest. With perseverance, he won the second round and took down the opponent's leg. According to the rule of winning two out of three rounds, there is no need to compete in the third round at this time, but Sculpture has a stubborn personality and must compete in all three rounds. So Xia Changdian had no choice but to continue to stand in a stalemate with it.

But luck and misfortune never come singly, just at the beginning of the third round of the wooden man's game, another uninvited guest fell from the sky—the problem clown.

The clown was five steps away from Xia Changdian at the beginning, and every time he asked a question, if he answered wrongly or did not answer within a time limit, the clown would take a step forward, and if he answered correctly, he would take a step back. When the clown retreats ten steps away, the game is over and Xia Changdian is safe. When the clown approaches within two steps, Xia Changdian will be attacked. Within one step, Xia Changdian will undoubtedly die if there is no miracle.

Every time the clown asks a question, the player will be given ten seconds to think. Xia Changdian decided to take a gamble and let the clown take two steps forward, so as to give him 20 seconds to complete the bet with the sculpture.

Just at the end of the first ten seconds, a huge ax pierced through the door panel, Xia Changdian was startled and almost failed.

I don't know where the monster is outside the door. Just by looking at the giant ax that breaks the door, one can guess that the person who came is definitely not a good person.

Xia Changdian held on and counted down the last ten seconds, only hoping that the door panel could last a little longer.

"Four, three, two, one, zero!" The game is over. The statue wailed, then slammed itself hard against the wall. With a "bang", the sculpture's head broke off shoulder-to-shoulder, and rolled to Xia Changdian's feet in a "gurgling" manner, staring at him intently.

Xia Changdian shivered, and quickly kicked that head to the bottom of the bed, out of sight.

The clown took another step forward, and he smiled even more happily, the blood-red corners of his mouth almost covering the entire mutilated face. He asked again: "What color is the blood?"

At this moment, there are only three steps between the two of them. If the answer is wrong, Xia Changdian will be waiting for the clown, and maybe there will be a double attack from the thing outside the door. There is no confidence in being able to deal with two monsters at the same time. So this question must be answered correctly.

He wasn't sure what answer the Joker wanted to hear. When it comes to the color of blood, the first reaction is red, but in reality there are animals with blue blood, not to mention that this is a world of ghosts and monsters, blood of any color is possible.

In the bullet screen, there are suggestions and suggestions, but most of them don't know the truth. It's not a big deal to watch the excitement, and the answers are not sincere.

Time passed by second by second, and the door panel seemed to be unable to hold on. Xia Changdian's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and the palm of his hand holding the mahogany sword was soaked with sweat, and he could hardly hold the wooden stick.

In the last two seconds, the clown became excited, leaned forward, and swayed from side to side with the sound of the door slamming.

Xia Changdian had no time to think about it, so he could only gamble. He wiped the sweat from his palms behind his back, and then quietly turned on the switch of the electric shocker.

"Brown," he said. He bet that the fluid seeping from the clown's eye sockets was what the clown called blood.

The clown stopped moving, as if he was thinking, and then he laughed: "You're so smart," he stretched out his hand and patted it, then the smile disappeared, and his face became ferocious. He raised his foot and took a step forward, his arm turned into a high-speed rotating claw, attacking Xia Changdian, "Unfortunately, I guessed wrong.

" Poking at the wire connector protruding from his mutilated half-head. "Papa" two sparks burst, the clown froze, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

Xia Changdian saw that the electric shock device was really effective for the clown, so he decided to take advantage of his illness to kill him, and continued to increase the power.

The clown trembled from the electric shock, and finally fell apart and became a pile of rotten iron.

Xia Changdian poked at the wreckage on the ground, and said with a sneer, "A tin man, dare to come over and call out, I won't kill you." As soon as the words

fell, the sound of slamming the door stopped, and then the door panel shook violently. The thing outside the door was desperately pulling out the axe. Xia Changdian's heart has been fulfilled, and the other party is probably also a "tin woodman". It's good to be able to conduct electricity.

He walked towards the door with the mahogany sword in his hand, and raised his voice and asked, "Do you want me to help you?"

There was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door, and the other party ran away, even throwing the ax on the door.

Xia Changdian opened the door, and saw a short and fat figure hastily fled into the darkness, not tall enough for his knees.

He snorted: "Coward." Then he pulled the ax out of the door and carried it back to the ward.

There are question marks all over the barrage, with so many laying in the early stage, I thought there would be some thrilling scenes, but in the end it ended in such a hasty way? Domestic horror films don't dare to shoot like this!

"What is this thing? Playing?" " This is too much

water, what is it called escape?" The words jumped out, covering all the voices of opposition: "The anchor has worked hard, [your Qimu] has rewarded six hours of peace, please continue to encourage!" Xia Changdian subconsciously said "Thank you", and the ear Then I heard the voice of the Great Demon King: "Congratulations to player number one, you are the first to pass the game. You will be sent out of the game world in ten seconds, please be prepared. In addition, the tipping system has been activated, and more functions are available to explore by yourself , I wish you a good time!" Then he saw a row of small characters hidden on the top of the light screen: "Announcement in the live broadcast room: The escape game is upgraded. There are ten temporary anchors under the