Thriller Paradise Chapter 467: The Cursed Hospital (5)
"Ah..." A dry moan came from behind the curtain, probably from the owner of that hand. M
Generally speaking, if the protagonist in a horror film encounters this situation, he is likely to be so scared that he screams and sits on the ground as soon as his legs are weak.
But Feng Bujue was very calm, his reasoning never stopped...
"The left hand has obvious wrinkles on the back of the hand, with dry and thick nails. It looks like an elderly hand, but the grip is amazing; the green veins under the skin are raised and there are a lot of puncture marks near the veins, indicating that the perennial infusion. The skin tone is not normal. , And exudes a smell of formalin; it is no coincidence that I can accurately grasp my wrist through the curtain..."
Brother Jue's eyes turned and his mind moved.
At this moment, there are three plans in his mind: first, pick up the folding knife and stab it; second, twist the backhand, pull the opponent out, and throw it over the shoulder; third, pull Let's open the curtain and take a look...
Considering that his current combat effectiveness is no different from ordinary people...Feng Bujue finally chose a more secure method. So, he stretched out his other hand (with the knife still in his palm), pinched the long curtain by the hospital bed with his index finger and thumb and pulled it horizontally.
嗞嗞……
The plastic ring on the top of the curtain rubbed and slipped on the iron bars, making a weird noise.
The person on the hospital bed quickly appeared in front of Feng Bujue's eyes...
On the whole, it was an old man who looked like a mummy. He was lying on his back on the bed, wearing a pale blue hospital gown, his complexion was pale and his whole body stiff.
At first glance, Jue knew that 80% of the man in front of him was not a "living person." Because the old man’s body surface has hundreds of infusion tubes inserted...
The ends of those tubes are all connected to the wall above the head of the bed. A black liquid was still flowing in the tube. The needles at the front end of the infusion tube were plunged into the skin of the old man at a 90 degree angle, almost covering his whole body. The positions of the needle sticks are: forehead, neck, torso (between clothes), soles of feet, etc. It's just that there are tubes inserted in these places. The most amazing thing is... even his two eyeballs are inserted. The infusion tube... it is truly "it hurts to look at it".
"Uh..." The old man grasped Brother Jue's wrist and turned his head slowly. Although there were needles in his two eyeballs, he still "looked" at Brother Xiang Jue, and said with difficulty, "I'm so thirsty...I'm so thirsty..."
"Old man." Feng Bujue said earnestly, "'You can take medicine without injections. You can get injections without infusion'. Have you ever heard of it? The World Health Organization has emphasized it many times..."
"So thirsty..." The old man ignored him and continued to speak his lines.
Feng Bujue sighed and followed the same routine: "Okay... I'll get you some water?"
"I want to drink...cold beer..." the old man replied.
"Old man, have you ever heard the words'doing more liver'?" Feng Bujue asked, "In your state, is it appropriate to drink alcohol?" He looked up at the wall above the bed. "In other words...what is it that flows into your body from the wall? Oil or Coke?"
"Dr. Pepper..." the old man replied.
"That's really hard for you..." Feng Bujue's mouth twitched.
(Dr. Pepper is the name of a soft drink, the English name is Dr_Pepper, which is also translated as Pengquan, Dr. Piper, etc. The drink has a large number of loyal fans around the world with its unique taste of mixed praise and criticism. Its taste Very subtle. It was spoofed as "a drink for agnostics" in "South Park".)
"I want to drink...cold beer..." the old man repeated again.
"Okay...understood..." During the conversation, Feng Bujue was also trying to pull away the opponent's hand, but it was still unsuccessful, so. He can basically judge that this is a side quest that must be taken once it is triggered, "I'll get it for you."
"Thanks...thank you..." When the old man heard these words, he let go of Brother Jue's wrist.
At the same time, the system prompt also came: [The side task has been triggered]
In the task bar, a new line of instructions has been added: [Buy a bottle of cold beer from the vending machine in the lobby of the restaurant and bring it to Mr. Harper in Ward 216. 】
"Oh. You are Mr. Harper, right..." Feng Bujue looked at the game menu and said to the old man in front of him, "Can you tell me by the way, how do I get to the restaurant?"
"So thirsty... So thirsty..." Harper groaned softly without any problems with Vision.
"Um...very good." Feng Bujue shook his sore wrist, shrugged and said, "There is no hint at all, it's so funny."
Although he was forced to take on the side quest, Feng Bujue still hesitated whether to complete it.
"Theoretically, I stay in this room until dawn, so I will clear the customs..." Feng Bujue said, "but judging from the urine nature of this script, it should not allow me Staying in the same place for too long. Staying in the corridor for too long will attract Chad, then staying in the ward for too long may also attract something else..."
When he thought of this, he had reached the second hospital bed, the one next to Mr. Harper.
This time, Feng Bujue simply pulled open the curtain drastically. But this bed is nothing.
"Huh... Am I going to be fooled like this?" Brother Jue sneered and took out his sunglasses.
In the next five minutes, he carefully looked at the top and bottom, left, right, left, right, and every corner of the entire hospital bed from the perspective of sunglasses and with his naked eyes. , Touched, smelled, and almost put it in his mouth... After finishing this, he still didn’t stop, and he took a folding knife to beat the bracket of the bed, wanting to hear if there was a key hidden inside. s things.
Finally, after all this tossing and spending a lot of energy, he finally confirmed 100%...this is just an empty bed as a decoration of the scene.
"OK, next one." Brother Jue didn't seem to care about this, even though he was doing useless work, he looked like he was enjoying it.
"Hey, I said, buddy." Just as Feng Bujue was about to walk to the third bed. Suddenly a voice rang from behind him, it sounded like the voice of a middle-aged man, "I am here, behind you."
Feng Bujue heard this and turned around, following the reputation. The voice sounded from the hospital bed in the middle of the other side of the room, and that bed was also tightly surrounded by curtains.
"Are you calling me?" Brother Jue asked tentatively.
"Yes." The voice replied, "Can you come over for a while?"
"Okay." Feng Bujue said. He tiptoedly leaned over. After approaching a certain distance, he suddenly stretched out his hand, quickly opened the curtain in front of the hospital bed, and shrank back like lightning.
"What are you doing?" The middle-aged uncle sitting on the bed looked at Geo and said, his eyes seemed to say, "Is this kid sick?"
Feng Bujue looked up and down the opponent. Immediately asked: "Uh... are you a vampire?"
He would ask this because the other party's characteristics are quite obvious. That face is basically the same as the classic Disney cartoon vampire image. White face, red lips, back, fangs, thin face, cold temperament. If this guy is now wearing a suit instead of a hospital gown, Jue brother wouldn’t even ask...
"Hey, kid. Do you know that it's impolite to ask?" Uncle Vampire replied, "Are you a racist?"
"No no...when I didn't say it." Feng Bujue hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head.
"My name is Richard Sutherland, you can call me earl." the earl said.
"Listen to his nonsense." Another sharp voice sounded from the bed on the earl's right. That is the bed directly opposite Mr. Harper, "He is not an earl."
"Shut up! You drunkard!" the count shouted to the side.
The voice called the "drunkard" shot back: "The count has a castle! Do you have one?"
"This is nonsense!" The earl shot back, "Who made it?"
"In short, that's it!" the drunkard replied.
Feng Bujue moved a few steps to the side when they were arguing. Pulled open the curtain beside the "drunkard" bed.
On the bed, sits a green-skinned, extremely short creature with pointed nose and sharp ears, big eyes and big mouth. There is no doubt... he is a goblin. Moreover, he was also wearing a hospital gown at this time.
"What are you doing? Don't you know how to respect other people's sex?" After the curtain was opened, the goblin shouted to Feng Bujue.
"Sorry...I didn't expect a person who overheard and joined others in conversation without authorization. He even paid attention to sex." Feng Bujue retorted the other party with a powerful point.
"Uh..." The goblin was speechless.
"Haha..." The earl smiled, "Let's eat it! Victor, you have today too!"
"Oh... your name is Victor?" Feng Bujue asked, taking the conversation.
"It's the great Victor Ridworth!" Victor replied, "A household trade tycoon!"
"He was just smuggling all kinds of liquor and arms." The earl said to the side.
"Less wordy! You fake aristocrat!"
"Shut up! You black-hearted speculator!"
The two of them quickly quarreled with each other again.
Feng Bujue sighed and watched for a long time. When the frequency of the two people's speech slowed down a bit, he said to the earl, "So...what are you calling me to do? Why are you here?"
"Oh, yes, yes." The earl turned his head and replied, "Are you going to help Harper get beer? I want you to drop by the blood bank and help me bring some plasma, preferably type B. You don’t need more, two bags are enough."
"Huh?" Feng Bujue replied feebly, "If you want to **** blood... Isn't there a ready-made goblin next to you?"
"Hey!" Victor exclaimed immediately, dissatisfied.
"It's too savage. It's an animal behavior to **** blood directly from a living creature." The earl looked at Brother Jue with a puzzled look, "Young man, have you watched too many violent movies?"
"He...hehe..." Feng Bujue's mouth twitched and laughed a few times. "In a sense, your answer relieved me a lot."
"Oh! By the way, if you are going to the blood bank, bring me something back by the way." Victor said at this time, "Yesterday, I lost a key. I guess it was I lost it in the pediatric emergency room on the first floor. If you can find it for me, I can give you a generous reward!"
"No problem!" Feng Bujue agreed in one gulp. In the whole sentence that Victor said, the most critical part is undoubtedly the last five words...
"I won't let you run for nothing~IndoMTL.com~ the earl said, "Bring me the blood, and I will give you something in exchange. "
"Okay, okay." Feng Bujue figured it out now, anyway, he had to go and run, it's better to pick up some more tasks at once, collect all the things and come back.
[The branch mission has been triggered]
So, the system prompt came, and there were two new tasks in the task bar of Brother Jue.
【Get two packs of type B plasma from the blood bank and bring them to Earl Richard Sutherland in Ward 216. 】
【Find Victor's key in the 1F Pediatric Clinic, and return it to Victor Ridworth in Ward 216. 】
"Finally...I have a question." Feng Bujue looked at the two in front of him and asked, "I think the two of you have healthy hands and feet and are not bound by any restrictions. Why don't you do this yourself?"
"I have cirrhosis of the liver, so I shouldn't walk around." Victor replied.
Earl’s reply was even more straightforward, just two words: "Anemia."