My Iyashikei Game Chapter 590: 7 departments, 7 kinds of despair

"Although Du Shu is my elder sister, I usually communicate very little with her. She is my father's most beloved daughter, and I'm just an illegitimate daughter. She seems to be the most dazzling jewel in the crown. I'm just a It's just an inconspicuous accessory." Du Jing put her hands around her chest: "If she really did everything, what did she do for it?"

"Maybe it's because of jealousy." Han Fei found a fairly clean nurse's uniform: "Jealous that you have a beautiful family, jealous that you have cute and cute children, and jealous that you have the love she doesn't have. ."

Being Du Shu's lover is a very painful and terrifying thing, and even more painful than being Du Shu's lover is to become Du Shu's sister.

Han Fei put the nurse's uniform on Du Jing: "You and Du Shu are sisters. You should know her better than me. That woman is only perfect on the surface, but in fact her soul is completely dirty."

"I also had doubts, but I always felt that she shouldn't be so mad." Du Jing struggled to get up. She is most worried about her daughter now.

"Wait a minute, let me see how to install this thing." Han Fei cleaned the blood on the edge of the prosthesis and tried it a few times before reinstalling it on Du Jing's leg: "See if you can Can you walk? If not, let my friend carry you."

Du Jing changed into a nurse's uniform. When she walked down the ground, blood would ooze from the connection between her thigh and the prosthetic limb, and it was painful for outsiders to see.

"Forget it, let him carry you on your back." Han Fei handed Du Jing over to A Chong, and this mentally abnormal player also played some role.

"It's not too late, let's go to Building 7 now."

Han Fei emptied the basement floor and returned to the corridor.

There was such a big movement on the first basement floor just now, and no one came over on the second basement floor, which made Han Fei feel a little abnormal.

"The second basement floor is a passageway and connects to other buildings. Many severe cases are transported directly through the second basement floor. They will never see light in their entire lives." Du Jing spoke weakly.

"Can't we also enter Building 7 through the second underground floor?" Han Fei has been to the second underground floor of Building 1 and knows that there is a parking lot specially prepared for VIPs, and there are some secret passages built in it. .

"These passages cannot be opened normally, and special keys are needed." Li Jing seemed to know a lot of things in the hospital: "As far as I know, only people wearing black clothes are eligible to get the keys to the underground passage."

"Then we will proceed as planned."

Back to the ground, the three of them wore different uniforms and ran towards Building 6.

After swiping the doctor's work card, Han Fei was about to go inside when he suddenly saw a person standing at the service desk in the lobby of Building 6.

"Is there a front desk on duty in Building 6?"

Han Fei vaguely remembered the things that Zhang Zhuangzhuang reminded him to pay attention to. After dark, the front desk staff can approach if they are smiling, and stay away if the other party is crying.

“There are all critically ill patients in Building No. 7. When there is no empty ward in Building No. 7, some patients will be transferred to Building No. 6, so these two buildings in the hospital are the most dangerous.” Du Jing Whispered: "Whether it is a doctor or a patient, it is very dangerous."

"Understood." Han Fei felt that it was necessary to save Du Jing. With this old patient here, he could avoid many detours.

"Brother, there are still an hour and 20 minutes before midnight. Otherwise, let's not panic. Let's sneak past and enter Building No. 7 first." Ah Chong was worried that Han Fei would do something impulsive. At first, he said that he was just killing one person, but in order to cover up the "crime", he directly slaughtered an entire building.

"You call me brother?" Han Fei felt a little strange when he heard A Chong's words. In his heart, the relationship between the two sides was far from being called brothers.

"Then what should it be called? Master?" A Chong was frightened, very humble and pitiful, and said it casually.

"Just call me Han Fei." Han Fei didn't want to bother with the pervert, so he asked Du Jing to stop and gently pushed open the security door to enter the corridor.

Zhang Zhuangzhuang did remind Han Fei, but the problem was that the front desk kept her head down, and she couldn't tell whether she was crying or laughing without getting closer.

Slowing down, Han Fei tried his best to appear normal. He hurried to the front desk as if he had just finished his work.

The pale light illuminated the service desk, the surroundings were silent, and the waiter stood motionless like a dummy.

"Good evening." Han Fei took the initiative to approach. When he was only two or three meters away from the front desk, the body of the waiter with his head bowed began to tremble slightly, her shoulders swayed slightly, and her black hair fell on her chest.

Inexperienced people will definitely stop and be cautious when they see this eerie scene.

But instead of slowing down, Han Fei suddenly started to speed up.

The waiter's body trembled more and more violently. When Han Fei walked in front of him, the waiter suddenly raised his head!

She was smiling, but her eyes were gouged out, and her disfigured face was full of blood and tears!

"Good evening!"

"Beauty, you scared me."

Withdrawing the sabre of death, Han Fei slashed it at the waiter.

The waiter standing behind the counter quickly moved forward. She opened her arms, trying to hug Han Fei, and then put her face on Han Fei's face!

"This is your first hand."

The light flashed, and Han Fei collided with the front desk clerk.

Han Fei's body flew backwards, and the waiter's body was split from the middle.

Countless tiny bloodshots want to repair the waiter's body, but the wounds cut by the knife of rebirth cannot be repaired by any filth.

The waiter fell to the ground, turning into black blood, and some faint light spots poured into the knife of death.

Han Fei sat on the ground, looking at the wounds and finger marks on his shoulders, with lingering fears.

"My 32 points of stamina was easily knocked away by her?" He reached out and touched the wound on his shoulder, squeezing out some black blood: "Fortunately, I have a relatively high resistance to curses and soul poison."

Han Fei is the nominal owner of the Death Tower, and is very familiar with all kinds of death curses. In addition, he has been eating meat made by Xu Qin, and most of the curses are like flavoring agents to him.

"Brother Han, are you alright?" Seeing that Han Fei fell, Ah Chong ran over to check with Du Jing on his back.

"I don't mind." Han Fei glanced upstairs: "Forget it, let's go to Building No. 7 first. Be careful not to touch the blood on the ground, there is a curse in it."

The front desk clerk is full of vicious curses. The blood flowing in the doctor's body is full of soul poison. Each of these ghosts in the hospital has its own special ability. Space.

"Can't be reckless, the whole hospital is alienating, the further back you go, the more terrifying things you encounter."

The knife of rebirth is extremely sharp and can kill all blood-stained ghosts, but when encountering those really powerful ghosts, Han Fei often only has one chance to use the knife. If he doesn't kill the other, he will be killed by the other.

Having not stopped at Building 6, Han Fei brought A Chong and Du Jing to the door of Building 7.

Standing outside the security gate and looking inside, Building No. 7 is not much different from the other buildings, but it looks more gloomy, and there doesn't seem to be any living thing inside.

"Du Jing, have you lived in Building No. 7 before? Is there anything that needs special attention here?"

"There are many abnormal patients in Building No. 7, so if you see the door of the ward that is half-open, don't approach it." Du Jing thought for a while, and then continued: "I heard that there are still some patients in Building No. 7. The doctor is pretending to be a patient, and in short, it's a mess inside."

"Have you ever seen a doctor named Yan inside? He is very tall."

"No." Du Jing shook her head slightly: "My attending doctor is called Zhang Xi, a woman who doesn't like to talk."

"Zhang Xi?" Han Fei looked at Du Jing blankly, he didn't expect to get news of Zhang Zhuangzhuang's sister from Du Jing: "Then do you know where she usually is in Building No. 7? I have one here. A letter to send to her."

"She is in charge of the patients on the fourth floor, but I suggest you don't approach her casually." Du Jing's eyes flashed with fear: "I saw that female doctor kill with my own eyes, and the patient is like a building block in her hands. , she conducts ward rounds every night, and any ward selected by her will shed a lot of blood the next day, and new patients will be welcomed into the ward."

"So scary?"

"Many patients on the fourth floor call her the Goddess of Death. Although she is responsible for providing psychological counseling for us, she seems to have a serious psychological disorder herself." Du Jing just thought of this and felt scared.

"Looks like she's very strong, so I'm going to find her even more." Han Fei nodded secretly: "Sister Jing, are you familiar with the patients in Building No. 7? Have you ever seen a patient named Qiangwei? He should have been arrested in the last few days."

"I don't know." Du Jing said with a serious apology: "I only remember one patient who was detained in Building No. 7 recently. That person seems to be called Shen Luo. It is said that he bought the doctor, and he is the only one. The patient who escaped from Building 7, but he was later caught."

"This name sounds familiar, let's ignore him for now." Han Fei didn't want to meet Shen Luo at such a critical moment.

"I don't know the rest."

Having not obtained the information he wanted, Han Fei could only enter Building No. 7 to check.

He gently opened the door, and the white light in Building No. 7 stabbed the back of his hand like ice.

Han Fei discovered for the first time that lights can be so gloomy and cold.

There was no one in the empty corridor. The doors of the wards and departments on both sides of the corridor were not locked. The doors of some rooms were half-open. The lights in the corridor could not dispel the deep darkness.

Entering Building No. 7, Han Fei's body was completely covered by the light, and he felt as if his soul had fallen into an ice hole.

I kept falling in the cold, and I felt a strong sense of helplessness in my heart.

"This place is so weird."

Looking up, Han Fei looked at the room closest to him.

The door is ajar, and there are several black words written on the door panel - Hair Transplant Center.

Han Fei kept in mind what Du Jing said. He was reluctant to approach these unlocked rooms, but they were too close to that room now.

The Hair Transplant Center is located at the entrance of the corridor on the first floor. If you want to find Zhang Xi on the fourth floor, you must pass by this department.

Holding the knife of rebirth in his hand, Han Fei signaled A-Chong and Du Jing not to be too far away from him.

He moved a little bit, his eyes fixed on the half-open door.

The darkness in the hair transplant center was slowly surging, as if something would suddenly come out.

"It seems that everything is normal, but it actually feels like this building has been completely alienated."

The blood-colored paper figurine in Han Fei's pocket also climbed onto his shoulder and issued a warning to him. This was the first time the blood-colored paper figurine had warned him.

"I've never been so nervous when I learned that I have three children and several wives. It looks like I'm in trouble."

Moving his steps, Han Fei had the intention to retreat. He was about to explore in a different direction, but the voice of the system sounded in his mind.

"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully triggered the Shrine Random Mission - Seven Despairs."

"Seven kinds of despair: These seven departments killed his seven emotions and brought him seven different kinds of despair."

"Task requirements: Use all means to kill the desperate aggregates in the seven departments. Each time you kill one, you will get a lot of experience and special rewards."

Originally, Han Fei was about to give up, but the system's quest prompt aroused his interest again.

"Seven divisions represent seven despairs, and each kill will be rewarded?"

Han Fei only completed two tasks after entering the shrine world, so he only had two opportunities to open the inventory, and many items could not be taken out.

"The experience of the shrine mission is extremely rich, and the special rewards cannot be missed. This mission is worth doing."

He put the blood-colored paper figurines in his heart again. When he was really in danger, Han Fei still trusted the paper figurines that had been watered with Xu Qin's blood. He could let the other party protect his heart.

"Get ready to go upstairs."

Han Fei moved forward, and the darkness in the department began to shake, but other than that, there seemed to be nothing unusual.

The highly vigilant Han Fei walked past the department smoothly and entered the corridor, but the things in the department did not come out.

"It seems to be fairly safe." Ah Chong hurriedly followed behind Han Fei, but just as he approached the door of the department, an extremely huge hand with black hair suddenly stretched out from the department!

"Go upstairs!" While urging, Han Fei threw out his body and slashed the giant hand with the blade.

The black hair was cut off by the death knife, and the giant hand turned into hair all over the floor.

All the black hairs that were in contact with the reincarnation knife dissipated directly, but those hairs that did not touch the reincarnation began to gather again as if they had life after they landed.

"You must cut to the main body."

Han Fei does not dare to enter the hair transplant center alone now. He needs someone to cooperate with him to contain those hairs and buy him time to find the hair itself.

The three quickly ascended to the second floor.

The department on the second floor near the corridor is also very strange. The door is half-open, and blood is constantly seeping from the department. On the bloodstain, there is also the department's house number - Cleft Lip and Palate Center.

Han Fei stared intently at the door of the department, and was about to speed up to rush over when a doctor in a white coat suddenly walked out of the department.

He stood with his back to Han Fei, and his tone of voice was very strange: "Huh? It's so late, there are still people in the corridor?"

"We want to go to Dr. Zhang Xi to ask something~IndoMTL.com~ Don't go to her for now, I'm in some trouble here and need your help." The doctor turned his back to everyone, The voice is fast.

"What help?" Han Fei narrowed his eyes, staring at the suspicious doctor in front of him.

"There is an emergency patient that I can't control!" The doctor shouted anxiously: "Don't talk nonsense! Come here!"

"Okay." Han Fei held the knife forward, and when the doctor was about to grab his wrist, he suddenly accelerated: "The patient you are talking about is yourself, right?"

The doctor, who had been standing with his back to Han Fei, paused for a moment. He turned his head, revealing a four-lobed mouth.

"How do you know? Don't you think I look different from you guys?"

Under the doctor's white coat is a hospital gown covered with blood scabs, and his eyes are completely different from those of the controlled souls in the hospital.