Anyone brave enough can take a vacation in the world of horror

If the patients who are about to be treated hear the conversation between Jiang Ye and Xiao Fat, they may have to change hospitals in minutes.

"You all got your work card, follow me!" Zhao Chengan put his hand back into his pocket again and said lightly.

The hall of the hospital was as dilapidated as he looked.

Everywhere peeled wall skin and damp moss.

It's not an exaggeration to say it's a haunted house.

"The map in the hall has the location of each department, you can find it according to your position."

After speaking, Zhao Chengan turned around and walked towards the stairs, but as if remembering something, he turned around and explained: "Remember to bring your patient's registration slip from the front desk before going."

"No matter how many patients there are, they must all be diagnosed and treated by 8 p.m., and then go to the dormitory building to sleep, no matter what sound they hear, they are not allowed to come out, got it?"

Without waiting for a few people to answer, Zhao Chengan turned around and went upstairs.

After Zhao Chengan left, only Jiang Ye and his group remained in the empty hospital hall.

Several stacks of registration slips were placed on the table at the front desk.

Jiang Ye picked up his stack and counted, not much, 4 patients.

"My mother, you have so little, mine is so thick?" Xiao Fat picked up his stack of registration slips and counted, a total of 18 patients.

Little Fatty's exclamation slowed down the dull atmosphere a lot.

Tang Ran, the cute girl who was originally trembling, couldn't help but giggle.

After all, she was assigned to the anesthesiology department, and now there are only two patients, and compared with the little fat of 18 patients, her luck is simply bursting.

"The hospital opens at 8:30, there are still 15 minutes, there is no time to chat, hurry back to your own office!" After speaking, Zhang Hongjun picked up his stack of registration slips and took the lead in walking towards the right side of the hall.

"Jiangye, you have to be careful!" Little Fat said to Jiang Ye.

"I know, and so do you!" Jiang Ye smiled, then waved at Xiao Chu and walked towards the left side of the hall.

Following the dilapidated corridor, Eno found the neurology department.

Like the hall, it is still empty.

There was a sign at the door of each treatment room, and Jiang Ye glanced lightly and saw his name on the sign in the last treatment room.

The clinic was not large, with a desk, a bookcase, a bloody operating table and some old machinery in the inner position.

Eno closed the door to the treatment room, and behind the door hung a white coat covered in blood.

Jiang Ye put it on without hesitation.

Don't say, compared to a doctor, he looks like a perverted murderous maniac!

[Player Jiang Ye triggers the doctor mode and now provides you with medical equipment (Note: only for this copy use)]

As soon as the system finished speaking, a huge box appeared in front of Jiangye.

Open it and take a look.

Good fellow, everything from stitches to scalpels, wrenches to axes and saws.

"Shouldn't this be an orthopedic thing?" Jiang Ye picked up a handful at random, and the blood stains and rust on it didn't look like they could give people surgery.

Just thinking about it, there were suddenly various noisy sounds outside the door.

Eno glanced up at the clock hanging on the wall of the treatment room.

At 8:30, the hospital opened for business.

The door of Eno's clinic was opened through a crack.

The gloomy ghost qi flowed down the gap and instantly filled the entire treatment room.

Jiang Ye couldn't help but shiver.

"Excuse me, is it Dr. Jiang?"

The phantom outside the door did not enter directly, but asked politely.

"I am!" Eno smiled politely in return.

After receiving confirmation, the phantom opened the door of the treatment room, walked in, sat on the chair next to Eno's desk, and handed over his registration slip.

Eno noticed that there was a number 0 above his head.

"Dr. Jiang, I think my brain is very itchy, sometimes, it will itch so much that I scratch my heart and scratch my liver, like being crawled by insects."

Jiang Ye looked at the ghost in front of him and thought to himself, it's strange if it's not itchy.

He had no braincase at all, and the pink brain flower was exposed to the air, and it was crawling with fat insects like silkworm babies.

Occasionally, two fat insects are squeezed off and land on the face of the brain flower ghost.

It will also be pinched by the brain flower ghost and thrown into his mouth to chew, making a sound of bursting juice.

After listening to the description of the brain flower ghost, Jiang Ye did not rush to diagnose and treat him, but compared the registration slip handed over by the brain flower ghost, and after confirming that it was correct, he slowly spoke.

"It's not very troublesome for you to get sick, and if you want to get rid of the disease, there may be some sequelae."

"It's okay, Doctor Jiang, as long as it can be cured, the sequelae, I don't care!"

"If you say so, I'm relieved!"

Then, Jiang Ye got up, picked up the scalpel, and directly picked up the brain of the brain flower ghost, and threw it into the tray next to it together with the fat worms attached to it.

"How's it going, is it still itchy?" Jiang Ye asked with concern.

"Hey, it's not itching!" The brainflower ghost looked surprised.

"Just don't itch, remember to pay!" 888 bucks!

"Okay, Dr. Jiang, you're really rejuvenated!"

After some treatment, the original number 0 has become 92.

It seems that these numbers are the patient's favorability towards the doctor.

The brainflower ghost held the tray and strode out of the treatment room, and at the moment he opened the door, a confused expression suddenly appeared on his face.

"Doctor Jiang, how much money is it?"

“1888！"

"Yes, 1888! Don't forget, 1888! 1888..."

Eno watched the self-talking brainy ghost walk out the door and press the small button on the desk.

After a while, a tired-looking virtual ghost opened the door of the treatment room, and like the brain ghost just now, there was a number 0 on top of his head.

As soon as the virtual ghost came in, he nervously held Jiang Ye's hand.

The cold touch pricked Eno a stirring spirit.

"Doctor Jiang, you save me, I have a bird in my head! It's been arguing that I haven't slept in years! "

Birds?" Eno said as he struggled to pull his hand out.

The strength of the helpless ghost is not empty at all, so he can only give up.

"What kind of bird? Tell me about it! Eno asked.

The virtual ghost let go of Jiang Ye abruptly and gestured with his hand to the appearance of the bird.

"You speak slowly, speak slowly, I'll draw a look!"

Taking out a yellowed piece of paper from the drawer, listening to the description of the virtual ghost, Eno kept drawing.

The movements and demeanor are like an excellent art student.

It wasn't until the virtual ghost finished describing that Jiang Ye handed the paper to him to confirm.

How to describe Jiangye's paintings, the style of painting is bold and wild, and the brushstrokes are messy without losing tension.

Even Master Picasso is lamenting when he comes!

"Is it this bird?" Eno asked, pointing to something that looked like everything on the paper, but didn't look like a bird.

"Yes, that's right, Dr. Jiang, it's this bird!" Looking at the slightly excessive painting that was ugly in front of him, the eyes of the virtual ghost widened by three points.

"Your disease is a little difficult to treat, you need to open your head and take out the bird!" Jiang Ye sighed deeply!