Welcome to my Hell

"Shoot the ball! Shoot the ball!"

The little monster is like a flexible monkey, hanging on Director Sun. Director Sun can't catch her every time he reaches out to catch her.

The room echoed with the childish sound of "slapping a ball" and the cute and soft milking sound, which gradually became weird and eerie after being repeated countless times.

The little monster struggled with Director Sun for a moment. The little monster crawled from behind to Director Sun's neck, and hugged his neck from behind with both legs and hands.

Director Sun grabbed the little monster's leg and tried to pull her off.

However, no matter how hard Director Sun tried, the little monster remained motionless, as if it was born on his neck.

Not only that, the little monster pushed harder and harder, causing Director Sun's eyes to bulge and his face to turn red.

In a panic, Director Sun took out a scalpel from his clothes and raised his hand to stab the little monster.

Just as the knife was about to pierce the little monster's thigh, his wrist suddenly deflected, and the sharp knife pierced directly into his shoulder.

"ah--"

Director Sun screamed in pain, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a circle of black things on his wrist. He pulled hard and saw the black things extending out, unable to reach anywhere.

Director Sun remembered how he couldn't move when he was being fed drugs. It was these things... What are these? Hair?

"Director Sun, how could you be so unethical and harm the baby?" Yinsu, who was standing aside watching the show, had a look of disapproval: "I'm different from you, I will protect the baby."

Director Sun: "..."

Director Sun couldn't speak, and stared at Yinsu with his protruding eyes. Yinsu looked at him with a smile on his face, not bothering him at all.

"Click——"

Yinsu watched the little monster lock Director Sun's neck and slowly turn it back, making a clicking sound of bones.

Director Sun's neck was violently broken, and the little monster tore off Director Sun's head with force and jumped onto the crib with a smile.

Yinsu: “???”

no! Is this dead?

She just wanted to try the effect of having the NPC praise them. She didn't really want Director Sun to die now!

She still has a lot of work to ask Director Sun for advice! !

Are these little monsters so terrifying? Could it be that the keyword was triggered and the strength increased dramatically?

The little monster started to call his friends: "Shoot the ball! Come and shoot the ball!!"

Other little monsters responded enthusiastically: "Slap the ball, shoot the ball, shoot the ball!!"

So, Yinsu watched these little monsters climb out of the baby quilt and play with the ball in the room, making constant noises.

So... such a wild shot!

Yinsu glanced at Director Sun who was lying on the ground...wait, did she forget something?

If he is dead, how can he get into the operating room? !

Can I still put my head back on?

The little monsters ignored Yinsu, the onlooker, and played happily on their own. Her praise did not trigger anything.

Yinsu thinks it's because she is a player, and her status as a player is higher than her status as a dungeon character.

Only NPC medical staff should be attacked for praising someone.

The rules for players and NPCs are opposite.

One cannot be praised and the other cannot be scolded.

Therefore, to medical staff, newborns are the most evil devil. But to players, they are the purest angels.

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Yinsu looked at the time and saw that there were still about ten minutes before the three o'clock visit. She carried Director Sun's body upstairs.

Director Sun had the key to the iron door on the fourth floor, and Yin Su opened the door and entered the fourth floor.

Last night she cleaned up the experimental products in the ward. At this time, there were no new experimental products in the ward, and they were all empty.

Yinsu dragged Director Sun to the operating room.

There are no password locks, fingerprint locks, or switches in the operating room. It is completely useless to open the door with bare hands.

But Yinsu saw a surveillance camera at the door, but the problem was that she had no head...

Yinsu ran downstairs again and asked the little monsters to 'borrow' Director Sun's head.

Unfortunately, it still can't be opened.

Yinsu returned to the intensive care unit with her head in hand and returned the ball to them.

If you borrow something, you must repay it. It’s not difficult to borrow again.

Most of the little monsters' enthusiasm for the ball has faded, and they are communicating silently with their tails raised and raised.

--What's up with her?

——Looks like she’s unhappy... Hehehe, it’s okay to be unhappy. If she’s unhappy, I’ll be happy.

——But she is tormenting us when she is unhappy.

——Damn it, when will she die!

——Mother must kill her!

--Yeah! !

——Kill, kill, kill!

Yinsu didn't bother them and went directly downstairs to greet the mothers.

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There will be no fewer children during the day, so the only thing players need to worry about is breast milk.

These children are getting hungrier...Hungry children will treat their mothers as food.

Although Dr. Su would forcefully separate them and the child at the end, she would never interfere during the process.

They must stay awake during this hour.

Everyone entered their wards one after another, and each showed their special skills and began to take care of their children.

The atmosphere in the intensive care unit was a bit strange, because as soon as they entered the ward, they found blood everywhere in the room.

There were blood marks one after another on the floor, crib, walls, nursing table, and even the ceiling.

It looked like a blood stain left by constant collisions with some round object.

Ding Yuankun: "What did you do?"

Yu Baichu first glanced at the children in the room: "There are many children..."

Ji Jin, the female player who joined later, said: "There is so much blood, I don't know what happened, so everyone should be careful."

Wu Bujing was frightened by the blood stains all over the room. He stood at the door and did not dare to go in. When he saw Yinsu approaching, he immediately took a few steps away and called her in a low voice: "Miss Su."

Yinsu walked over with his hands behind his back, "What's wrong?"

Wu Bujing pointed inside: "This, this, this...what's going on."

Yinsu glanced at the ward and frowned: "Why is the nurse lazy and not cleaning? It's really shameful... It's okay, don't be nervous, the babies played with the rubber ball for a while."

Her voice was not low, and other people in the room heard it, and their expressions changed slightly.

What kind of rubber ball can draw so much blood? !

Head ball?

After Yinsu finished speaking, he was about to leave, but as if he remembered something, he said to Wu Bujing, "You might consider praising your baby."

Wu Bujing responded: "Okay."

What the boss said is definitely correct! I believe the boss is right!

Yinsu hesitated to speak, and finally left the door of the ward without saying anything.

Wu Bujing looked back at the scary ward and took a slight breath. The boss said it was okay! It must be okay!

Wu Bujing quickly walked inside and picked up his child.

They were not the only ones using the method of obtaining breast milk from the NPC. In addition, the NPC had fed the child in the morning, so Wu Bujing and Aunt Liang obtained one-third of the previous amount.

Wu Bujing fed the milk from the bottle first. As expected, the little monster was not satisfied and continued to look for milk.