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

"You go back, bring your mother, and let her pay." Eno turned his head and said to the little boy ghost.

“... I see, Dr. Jiang! The little boy ghost lowered his head and went out the door slightly dejected.

on the operating table.

The stroke ghost swallowed his saliva: "Jiang... Dr. Jiang, can I be cured of this disease?

Eno glared angrily: "Are you doubting my medical skills?"

"I: How dare you!

"Shut up if you don't dare!"

The atmosphere was silent, and after a moment, Jiang Ye suddenly asked, "Which tumor on your head comes from?" The

stroke ghost's eyes widened.

......

The little boy ghost and his mother arrived at the hospital an hour later.

As soon as I entered the consultation room, I saw that the head of the stroke ghost was wrapped in thick gauze, lying on the operating table with a sluggish face, and there was a cloud of flesh and blood in the tray next to him.

"Dr. Jiang, was my husband's operation successful?" A thin, wounded woman limped into the treatment room.

"Minor surgery, very successful." Jiang Ye smiled, took off the bloody gloves in his hands, and threw them into the trash along with the filth in the tray.

"But.... I feel his expression...! Seeing the demented expression on her husband's face, she always felt that something was wrong.

"There's nothing wrong with him, look at him, his hands don't shake anymore, his face doesn't skew anymore, and even his temper has improved, hasn't it?"

"Seems to be the truth!" The thin female ghost nodded thoughtfully.

Eno saw the female ghost's feet dragging behind in a strange posture, and couldn't bear to ask, "Is your foot uncurable?"

"If all the money is used to treat him, I won't be cured!"

"Alas, I'm a kind-hearted person, sit down, I'll show you!"

"What?" The female ghost was flattered.

"Trust me, I'm an all-round doctor!" Jiang Ye smiled confidently.

The female ghost's foot is not difficult to treat, nothing more than a broken bone, as long as it is fixed with a splint, according to the recovery ability of this group of ghosts, it can be healed in less than half a month.

After doing this, Jiang Ye did not end the treatment, but walked out of the consultation room and came to the corridor.

The wheelchair ghost who was kicked over by him yesterday is still blocking the middle of the aisle as if nothing had happened.

After seeing Eno, he subconsciously stood up and ran away without stopping.

While running, I called out to my mother.

"Self-conscious children are cute!" Jiang Ye sighed with a smile.

Eno gave the wheelchair to the female ghost, telling the little boy that the ghost could not let his mother suffer recently.

He intimately tied a rope around the neck of the stroke ghost and handed it to the female ghost before watching them slowly leave.

Jiang Ye did not pay attention to the number on the head of the stroke ghost, only saw the big 100 on the head of the female ghost.

......

After the stroke ghost family left, Jiang Ye looked at the time, it was close to dinner, and he did not plan to call a second patient.

I felt the white wall powder in my pocket.

He has one big thing to do today.

Come to the elevator on the first floor to the morgue.

Eno opened the elevator and poured all the white powder in his pocket.

He wondered if the group of strange things that wandered around the dormitory on time every day were corpses in the morgue.

If so, for what purpose, exactly.

Eno patted the powder in his hand, looked at everything he had done with satisfaction, and then walked to the pediatrics department on the second floor, called out to Xiaopang, and walked towards the cafeteria together.

They are still sitting in their old positions.

The difference is that the person who came to the two of them with a dinner plate today was not Zhang Hongjun, but Meng Wei.

"Why did you come to the cafeteria today?" Chubby asked.

Meng Wei smiled awkwardly: "Isn't this trying to win the patient's favorability, so he gave all the snacks prepared to the patient!" There

is nothing wrong with this sentence, everyone knows that the operation in three days must be a side mission with particularly rich rewards.

And the most attractive thing about it is the access to the dean's office.

The current disappearance of the dean must be closely related to the core clue of this copy.

If you can get the most important clues, who can be willing to live peacefully for seven days in this dungeon.

"I don't know which of us can become the chief surgeon, but when the time comes, don't forget to take me with you!" A look of loss appeared on Meng Wei's face.

Little Fat saw it in his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?" So unconfident, maybe it's you.

Meng Wei pulled the rice on the plate and said sadly: "Hey, it won't be me, you don't know, I was complained by the patient yesterday!" "

For every time you get a complaint, the average favorability decreases by 5 points."

"This is also the reason why I frantically brushed the patient's favorability today!"

"Why are you being complained?" Little Fat asked curiously.

"My department is ophthalmology, and there is a doctor named Wu Shasha in the department who has not come to work for a week."

"Yesterday, a patient in charge of Wu Shasha came and asked me to treat him, I said I don't have your registration slip, he didn't believe it, and finally complained to me!" Meng Wei looked bitter and couldn't speak.

Jiang Ye coughed twice.

Good guys, isn't this yesterday's myopic ghost.

I didn't expect that this person and a ghost would have such a relationship.

......

After coming out of the cafeteria, Eno went straight to the specimen room.

The female human specimen remained in the position where Eno moved in the morning.

But if you look closely, you can see his feet, slightly pressed against the position of mark 7.

"Is number 7 your brain?" Eno muttered to himself.

"Let me borrow it first, and then I'll pay you back then!"

With that, Jiang Ye picked up the No. 7 glass bottle and walked towards the treatment room.

As luck would have it, the first patient in the afternoon was a dementia who came for a follow-up examination.

Just when the demented ghost was lying on the operating table waiting for Eno to change his brain, the demented ghost sat up violently, and kept muttering: "Sasha, don't come over..."

What does that mean?

Could it be that the brains of this group of ghosts were plucked off by Wu Shasha?

Who are the female specimens in the herbarium?

"Don't be afraid, I'm not Wu Shasha, I'm Jiang Ye, Doctor Jiang!" Eno took out his work card, handed it to the demented ghost, and said soothingly.

"Wu.... Dr. Jiang... How am I here? The demented ghost's eyes gradually regained a trace of sanity.

"You came to review, it seems that this brain is not suitable for you!" Eno smiled slightly.

"Doctor Jiang, my brain is so messy!" The demented ghost covered his head in a bit of a breakdown.

"You can feel the presence of the brain now, and that's a good thing!"

"Really?"

"Well, it's true!"

"And I've got a better brain for you, but I haven't got it yet!"

After Eno finished speaking, a glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the demented ghost.

"Only, I need you to do me a favor!"