Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 24

After the special scene ended, the other two morgues also returned to their original state, and all the corpses returned to their original positions, as if they had never moved.

After all the corpses were pushed into the freezer and locked, the prompt sound for the completion of the task sounded in Wen Jianyan's ears:

[Rewards for live broadcast tasks are being settled for you...

[Main mission: Complete the patrol mission on the first floor within two hours

Completion: 100% Reward Points: 5000]

[Dungeon Exploration: 25% Reward Points: 2000

At this stage, the degree of modification of the plot: 18%, the reward points: 10000]

Wen Jianyan trembled.

The psychological shadow left by the last dungeon has not dissipated, and now he can't help but feel flustered when he sees the increase in the degree of revision of the plot.

However, looking in the right direction, at least his wallet bulged all at once.

Seeing that the one-hour survival time was about to be used up, Wen Jianyan quickly made up for another two hours.

After purchasing the survival time, there are 11,000 points left in the account.

He thought about it for a while, and then fed the remainder to the apple seedlings—it was really useful in one aspect, but more importantly, he didn’t want to encounter what happened last time this time. Directly deduct all the points in the account, it is better to feed in a little from time to time, at least to control the growth progress of this guy.

Su Cheng also got the prompt to complete the task.

His initial survival time is an hour longer than Wen Jianyan. Although there is no reward for plot modification, the points of main quest and dungeon exploration alone are enough for him to survive.

Wen Jianyan looked down at the booklet in hand, all the names of the corpses were ticked, and only one corpse is still missing—

Lin Qing, female, 29 years old.

She is also Qi Shen's older sister and an obstetrician and gynecologist at Fukang Private General Hospital.

Cause of death unknown.

*

After completing the task given to them by Xue Mingyan, the three got on the elevator again and left the basement floor.

The elevator doors slowly closed with a rusty creaking sound.

At the moment when it was about to close, Wen Jianyan saw that a white shadow appeared outside the elevator, and the woman stood motionless in the morgue, her face pale and blurred, as if she was staring in this direction.

Wen Jianyan was so frightened that she suddenly shuddered.

The next second, the elevator doors closed.

The humming machine sounded, and the old corpse elevator slowly ascended.

Wen Jianyan felt the chill behind him, and a layer of cold sweat slowly oozes out of his forehead.

No way……

No, no, no...

The fake identity last time lasted for more than half of the dungeon, this time it won't be seen in five minutes!

When he thought that the lie he had just told might have been told in front of the Lord, Wen Jianyan's eyes went black.

His career as a fraudster is not going to be another tragic waterloo!

The number on the elevator display changed from "-1" to "1".

"Ding--"

The elevator door opened slowly, Su Cheng took two steps out, but found that Wen Jianyan did not follow.

He turned his head suspiciously, but saw the young man standing on the spot with empty eyes, looking listless, and his whole body was shrouded in a layer of gray emotions.

Su Cheng asked inexplicably, "What's wrong?"

Wen Jianyan drooped her head and walked out of the elevator step by step: "...No, it's nothing."

never mind……

It's already been like this.

Soldiers will come to block it, and water will come to cover it with soil.

——Wen Jianyan wiped her face and thought in a broken jar.

Soon, the three returned to the duty room, where Xue Mingyan was waiting at the moment.

When she saw the three of them, she raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Yes, it's quite fast, and the tasks are all completed?"

"Yes, it's done."

Wen Jianyan nodded and handed over the form.

Xue Mingyan: "Okay, yes, let's rest for a while."

Wen Jianyan walked towards the chair in the duty room.

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded:

【Ding! Difficult side quest: Protect NPC Qi Shen from the negative level has been completed! 】

[Reward Item: Identity Magnetic Card x1]

Wen Jianyan was startled.

ID card?

He sat down and took out his mobile phone, opened the backpack in the app to check, and sure enough, there was a blood-stained magnetic card in one grid of the backpack.

Just don't know where it's used to open it?

Wen Jianyan stared at the phone screen with a thoughtful look on her face.

Time passed little by little, and the hands of the clock moved towards twelve o'clock. During this process, other intern nurses gradually returned to the duty room. All of them were pale and lost their souls, and they did not know what happened on the floor they patrolled What - no matter what, it's definitely not a good thing.

"When-when-"

The bell struck twelve, marking the arrival of midnight.

Wen Jianyan's eyes swept across the entire duty room without a trace. Compared to when he left, the duty room is obviously much more empty now. There used to be 17 trainee nurses, but now there are only 9 people here. .

The number of NPCs and anchors has been reduced to a certain extent, and there is not even a single person returning from some floors.

Xue Mingyan stood up and looked around coldly at the remaining people in the duty room in front of her. The corners of her mean mouth curled slightly:

"Why did you come back so many? Can't the first round of patrol be over in two hours?"

She frowned and said sarcastically:

"The current intern knows that he is lazy on the first day..."

"The people on the second round of patrols went up and brought them back to me, did you hear?"

"Yes……"

A sparse answer sounded in the duty room.

Xue Mingyan wet her fingers with saliva, and lowered her head to read the roster of interns in front of her: "Let me think about it, this time, the first floor should not need to patrol. In that case, the list of the second round of patrols——"

At this moment, an anchor's trembling voice sounded, breaking the low dead silence in the duty room:

"that……"

Xue Mingyan's fingers were hanging in the air, her eyes narrowed, and she looked up in the direction from which the voice came.

The main player who made the sound started, his face was pale, his chest was still rushing up and down, the nurse uniform on his body was wrinkled, and there were faint dark marks, and at first glance, it was blood that had not dried up.

Wen Jianyan recalled that this person was assigned to the second floor, the radiology department and the archives floor in the previous round.

There was still fear in the anchor's eyes: "Excuse me, can I choose which floor to patrol?"

Xue Mingyan sneered: "No."

The anchor's eyes darkened instantly, he put down his hands and began to bite his fingernails nervously.

Wen Jianyan retracted her gaze and listened to Xue Mingyan continuing her assignment:

"You two, fifth floor, you and you, fourth floor..."

Her eyes turned to Wen Jianyan, the cloudy eyes hidden behind the lenses looked a chilling chill down her spine.

"You..."

Xue Mingyan glanced around at the remaining people, sighed, and said reluctantly:

"You go to the third floor."

The moment her voice fell, the anchor who raised his hand to ask a question just sighed in relief, as if he was glad that he was not sent over.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

I said, your relaxation is too obvious!

The third floor is the obstetrics and gynecology department, which is also where Lin Qing works.

However, in addition to this, there is one more thing that Wen Jianyan is very concerned about—

"Am I going alone?" he confirmed.

Xue Mingyan raised her eyelids: "Yes."

She pointed at the few remaining people in front of her with her skinny fingers: "Do you see the number of remaining interns, enough to send two per floor?"

There are nine people present, plus nine NPCs, and the hospital has five floors except the morgue. If every floor is to be patrolled, one unlucky person must be left alone.

Lonely unlucky ghost: "..."

Fine.

Understood, your rubbish live broadcast room is aimed at me, isn't it!

Xue Mingyan's tone rarely softened a little: "Young people, don't be so timid, those strange rumors are all made up to deceive people, we are a serious hospital here, how can something strange happen like a movie, don't be yourself Scared myself."

"..."

Am I frightening myself!

Did I imagine the co-authoring of so many ghosts in the morgue!

The corners of Wen Jianyan's mouth twitched, and she answered dryly, "Understood, thank you."

*

The elevator went up slowly.

The narrow space was full. Except for the two people on the first floor, the other seven people were all crammed into this small iron box, watching the bright red numbers flashing on the screen.

"Ding--"

When the second floor arrived, Su Cheng and Qi Shen walked out. They reluctantly turned their heads to look at Wen Jianyan who was left in the elevator, waved goodbye to him, and then walked towards the darkness.

The elevator doors closed and went up again.

"Ding--"

The third floor has arrived.

Wen Jianyan's Adam's apple moved, and she looked out of the slowly opening elevator door—

This floor is terribly quiet, with the mottled word "Obstetrics and Gynecology" sticking on the glass door overhead, and the empty corridor spreads into the distance.

He gritted his teeth and walked out of the elevator slowly.

Everyone else in the elevator watched the young man's back, more or less a trace of happiness crossed their faces.

Thankfully, it wasn't them who were sent to this floor alone.

Patrolling the third floor alone is really scary.

The elevator door closed behind Wen Jianyan, made a soft sound, and continued to ascend.

Soon, the sound of the machine running disappeared, leaving only a suffocating silence.

Wen Jianyan took out her mobile phone from her pocket, opened the app's live broadcast background and took a look.

The main quest has been updated.

[Main mission: Complete the patrol mission on the third floor within two hours]

[Completion: 0%]

[Optional side quest refresh: Find the intern nurse who patrolled the third floor for a round]

[Completion: 0/3]

He took a deep breath and looked up.

The corridor in front of him was empty, and there was dead silence in his ears. He could only hear the sound of his own breathing and heartbeat. Wen Jianyan couldn't help but feel the hair on his back, and the chills rushed up from his feet.

Although Su Cheng is useless in most cases, but... at least not so infiltrating with someone.

Wen Jianyan sighed deeply.

After all, he is really timid...

In order to relieve the psychological pressure brought by patrolling alone, Wen Jianyan opened the live broadcast interface for the first time after entering this dungeon.

[Integrity First] The live broadcast room suddenly exploded:

"Ah, ah, ah, the anchor is here, the anchor is here!"

"The barrage is on!!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Wen Jianyan glanced at the number of people online in the upper right corner, and couldn't help but be a little surprised. It has only been two hours since he entered the dungeon this time, and the number of people online in his live broadcast room has reached nearly 4,000. I really don't know how much better it is.

The young man squinted his eyes slightly, and his long and thick eyelashes covered the amber eyes and the happy color that passed by the bottom of his eyes: "Long time no see, everyone."

"Ahhhh, long time no see!"

"It's only been two days since the broadcast started, and I'm already thinking about it! Dog liar, did you give me some kind of trick!"

"It's been a long time indeed, so, will the anchor roll over later? Can't wait!"

Lines of barrage swept across the live broadcast interface quickly, almost dazzling.

Wen Jianyan picked out a few barrage responses.

"Why did the live broadcast room change to its current name?"

He blinked innocently: "I just feel that there should be more trust between people, isn't it?"

"Pooh!"

"Pooh!"

"Pooh!"

Wen Jianyan ignored the long list of spurious barrages, and picked another barrage without changing her face: "How does it feel to go to the third floor alone?"

"It feels bad."

He sighed lightly: "In all horror movies, you'll die alone."

The young man smiled at the barrage, the light and shadow on Qing Jun's face swayed, with a little boyish childishness, his clear voice was slightly suppressed, and the ending was sticky and raised, as if he was acting like a spoiled child: "So, my survival rate is It's up to everyone."

The barrage was quiet for a moment, and then exploded violently.

"Ah, ah, ah, the anchor is acting like a spoiled brat [50 reward points]"

"Damn, I knew that this dog liar wanted to trick our reward, but why can't I control my hand——! [Reward Points 100]"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

Hearing the sound of ding ding dang dang dang dang dang dang dang in the backstage, Wen Jianyan was instantly refreshed, and the whole person was full of energy.

Yes, earning a reward is the best way to alleviate the horror!

After saying goodbye to the audience happily, Wen Jianyan closed the live broadcast interface, turned around and walked to the elevator, looking up at the floor plan posted on it.

From the structural diagram, the obstetrics and gynecology department of Fukang Private General Hospital is very complete.

There are not only gynecology, delivery room, neonatology, but also newborn care, obstetrics and treatment center, etc., it is almost everything, everything.

The structure of this floor is also much more complicated than that of the morgue. It is not a single corridor, but a network of interconnected departments.

The duty room where Wen Jianyan is now is right in the center of the entire network structure, and it is very convenient to go to any department from here.

It took Wen Jianyan a little longer to imprint the whole map in his heart than when he was in the morgue just now.

Sudden!

"Drip-drip-"

In the silent and empty duty room, the voice was particularly abrupt and clear, echoing mechanically in the night, almost scaring Wen Jianyan into cardiac arrest.

He calmed down and walked towards the direction where the voice came from.

Inside the duty desk, a small red light symbolizing the ward lit up, and it seemed that a patient in one of the wards had pressed the emergency page.

Obstetrics ward 308 has 4 beds.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

...I really don't want to go!

He took a deep breath and walked hard in the direction of the obstetrics ward 308.

The deadly silent corridor is long and deep, and the lights above are cold and bright, but it does not give people the slightest sense of peace of mind.

The door of the ward was closed, the lights in the room were dark, and one could vaguely see through the glass. In the dim darkness, there were vague bloated figures lying on several hospital beds.

This Fukang Hospital... actually has patients.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, raised her hand, opened the door, and walked in.

The temperature in the maternity ward was very high, like a stove that was stuffed in the dark. As soon as Wen Jianyan walked in, a thin layer of sweat was steamed on his forehead.

There is a strange and sweet smell floating in the air, which is almost nauseating.

Wen Jianyan cheered up 120,000 points and walked slowly to the bed of the 4 patients.

Suddenly, a bony, pale arm protruded from the bulging quilt, and turned on the night light by the bedside with a click.

A woman's face moved closer to the light.

She looked amazingly thin, almost skinny, with sunken eye sockets, high cheekbones, and withered hair scattered on the pillow, like a living skeleton, but her eyes protruded for no apparent reason, in the dim light. Staring at Wen Jianyan under the light:

"Nurse...I'm thirsty."

The mouth opened and closed, and the woman's scarlet needle-like tongue loomed between her teeth.

"Can you pour me some water?"

Wen Jianyan felt the hair on his back explode.

Not because of the weird face of the woman in front of him, but because... He felt that the moment the other party opened his mouth, several eyes were cast from all directions at the same time, greedy, hungry, sticking to his back, It made him thorn in the back like a thorn, and his whole body tightened involuntarily.

With his head slightly sideways, he glanced at the other beds in the ward with his peripheral vision.

The entire ward was full of people, and every bunk was raised high.

The pregnant women stick out their skull-like heads from the head of the bed, the necks below are as soft and pale as noodles, slender and long, one sticks out a needle-like tongue, and slowly licks the bloodless lips, and the protruding eyes flash in the depths. Hungry look.

There wasn't much room for the night light to illuminate, and at the edge of the light, there were faint tan specks on the snow-white walls.

like bloodstains.

At that moment, Wen Jianyan suffocated his breath, and his heart was like a mirror.

The 4-bed patient leaned his head further forward, and the thin neck under the skull's skull protruded from under the quilt: "Nurse...?"

However, why didn't they do it the moment he entered the door?

Even waiting for him to answer the question?

Wen Jianyan's mind was spinning like electricity, and he made up his mind in just a few seconds.

"Oh, what did you say?"

The young man suddenly raised his hand to cover his lips and said with a slight smile, "Where am I a nurse? I'm from 307 next door."

"Next door... 307?" The woman on the bed slowly rolled her protruding eyes with a puzzled look on her face.

Wen Jianyan covered her flat belly with the other hand, a sweet smile appeared on her face, her eyes narrowed, and there was a kind of maternal enchanting light in Gu Pan:

"You are really a noble person who forgets things. We greeted each other outside during the day."

"Then...what are you doing in 308?"

The woman's neck protruded longer, almost the same height as Wen Jianyan. The skull-like head was approaching, and her eyes were rolling, as if she wanted to see a flaw in the other's face.

Wen Jianyan's Adam's apple trembled, but her voice was still calm and peaceful: "I don't want to share with my sisters the secret recipe of our ancestral family..."

"Secret recipe?"

"Yes, as long as you do as I say, your children will be smart and healthy, with an IQ approaching 200. My third uncle's second uncle's daughter-in-law gave birth to a gifted child through this, not only He is an athlete, and he is also a national Olympian champion. When he was twelve years old, he was accepted in advance by three of the world's top colleges and universities.

Wen Jian said nonsense.

"What?!" Surprised voices echoed from all over the ward. All the pregnant women no longer remained silent, and exclaimed in shock and joy: "What method? Teach us!"

Sure enough, for mothers, it is an instinct engraved in DNA to hope that children will become dragons and daughters will become phoenixes.

Even monsters are no exception.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and said in a bewitching and intimate tone, "Don't worry, sisters, I'm here to share this secret recipe with everyone."

"Come on, I'll teach you step by step."

"First step, meditation."

Wen Jianyan leaned over and turned off the night light: "Everyone lie back on the pillows."

All I could hear was the sound of the fabric rubbing in all directions, those stretched necks disappeared, and they all lay back on the pillow obediently: "And then."

Wen Jianyan took a light step, one step, one step, and stepped back cautiously.

"Second step, close your eyes, take a deep breath—"

He retreated to the bed position, slowly reaching for the doorknob, then twisting it open a little bit.

"third step--"

The doorknob made a crisp "click" sound, which was particularly abrupt and clear in the extremely silent room.

In an instant, all the pregnant women on the bed opened their eyes, and their scarlet eyes flashed with murderous light in the darkness, and they all looked at the young man who had unknowingly been standing at the door of the ward.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Ah oh.

"Catch him!!!!" The ferocious voice sounded, and several figures with a bloated belly and limbs as thin as bones burst out of the bed and rushed towards the door!

But Wen Jianyan's reaction was one step faster!

He rushed out of the ward without looking back, then closed the door and locked it! All in one go!

The door of Ward 308 was locked deadly, and there was a sound of "bang bang" hitting the door, which seemed particularly infiltrating in the dead corridor.

While panting, Wen Jianyan slowly stepped back, her eyes fixed on the door that was being shaken desperately.

The dust was blowing and the door frame vibrated.

However, after a minute, the sound of hitting the door gradually stopped, and everything was quiet again.

Wen Jianyan let out a sigh of relief, her legs softened, and her whole body almost collapsed to the ground.

Good guy... it was too dangerous just now.

If he was not careful, he estimated that he would become a meal for the group of female mosquitoes.

Wen Jianyan raised her hand to wipe off the sweat dripping from her forehead, her heart was pounding in her chest, and she still had lingering fears.

Suddenly, a sharp stabbing pain came from the lower abdomen.

"hiss!"

He gasped, his expression slightly contorted.

The pain came and went quickly. Although it disappeared in just a moment, an ominous premonition slowly floated in Wen Jianyan's heart.

He swallowed his saliva and slowly reached out to lift his hem.

On the firm and fair belly of the young man, a blue-black mark appeared at some point in time.

Small, like the palm of a baby.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

wait, isn't it...

At this moment, he felt the hem of his nurse uniform being pulled by some invisible force.

Wen Jianyan put a blank face and slowly looked around.

I saw a small blue-purple hand firmly tugging at the hem of his clothes, leaving a charred handprint on the light blue fabric.

At this moment, a young child's voice sounded in Wen Jianyan's ears, with a creepy intimacy and dependence.

"Mother."

"………………"

Wen Jianyan's pupils trembled.

This kind of thing! No!