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A young director in a white coat walked towards him, and the corridor lights shone in, dragging his shadow on the ground for a long time.
Meet Shen Jian.
The young director was also taken aback.
"Who are you? You can't enter here, you violated the rules."
He stared at Shen Jian, as well as No. 15 who was showing a sick smile, an extremely gloomy aura emanated, and there were blood stains that had just been stained on the white coat.
Red coat.
This young director is obviously a red-clothed ghost.
Obviously, this is not the difficulty that Samsung's copy should have.
The exploration of the first sick building is beyond the reach of a Samsung player.
"Joke, I'm a doctor here, why can't I enter? But you, you are so young, you don't look like a doctor. Do you have a medical license?"
Young director: ...
Where do you have the courage to say me?
No matter how young I am, I look like I'm in my 30s.
Whether you have 25 or not is a question.
and.
"What a mess, you don't need any medical qualification certificate here, as long as you get the director's approval, you will be the director."
The young director sneered.
Then I looked at the little girl No. 15: "I seem to remember you, you are an anti-social personality, we specifically magnified your killing psychology for this, and want to see if you can fully recover the ghost after losing control, and achieve a soaring level of terror , It’s a pity that you failed and completely lost control, I didn’t expect you to control it now, that’s great, your example is very researchable.”
The young director talked more and more vigorously.
The eyes looking at No. 15 have become naked.
It seemed that what was in front of him was not a ghost, but a living specimen.
Let him study.
Hear this.
The little girl No. 15 trembled all over, feeling the palpitation of imminent disaster.
She is just a Tsing Yi level ghost, and the opponent is Hong Yi.
If there is no accident, she will lie back on the cold operating table later, and be studied by the pervert in front of her.
"As for you..."
The young director looked at Shen Jian again, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
The other party is wearing a white coat here, he should be a doctor, but he is mixed with a patient, it cannot be ruled out that the other party is a patient in disguise,
Before he could open his mouth, Shen Jian had already won the hearts of the people.
He scolded: "I don't have a medical qualification certificate, and I don't even have a job card."
"Who is more like a counterfeit, do you need me to say?"
As Shen Jian spoke, he shook a badge buttoned on his clothes, with the words "Doctor Shen" written on it.
"Our jobs here don't have job cards..."
The young director said in a deep voice.
There is no immediate action.
Because Shen Jian's confident attitude probably showed that the other party was indeed a doctor.
"Hehe, what a joke." Shen Jian sneered: "Do you still want to say that the chief doctor here doesn't know how to treat patients at all?"
Young director: ...
He really didn't know how to treat it.
wrong.
I almost got caught in it, when did the first sick building become a place to save ghosts?
What has been carried out here has always been the subject of studying ghosts and ghosts.
Never been cured.
It was the doctor who didn't understand the situation.
He was about to speak.
Shen Jian interrupted again: "Acquiescing is to admit that a doctor who doesn't know how to treat is still a doctor?"
"It's just a group of cancerous tumors that get paid for nothing."
Shen Jian sternly reprimanded, aggressively, when it came to excitement, he even strode towards the young director.
"I, Shen, have been practicing medicine all my life. I only want to cure diseases and save people. I never ask for anything in return. What I look down on the most is you group of people who have no skills and love to find connections to sneak in."
"Today, I will wipe out your cancer for the medical profession."
The young director was taken aback by Shen Jian's words, and felt a little ashamed in his heart. Since he joined this ward, he seemed to have never treated any patients.
To torture is to torture a few to death.
But soon.
The young director reacted.
With a sinister smile: "Take action on me? It seems that you don't need to say more about your identity. You are a patient. What are your symptoms? Paranoia? Split personality? Dementia?"
"But it doesn't matter, I will know when I dissect it later."
talking.
The young director put his hand on his neck.
The ghost belonging to the red-clothed ghost immediately covered the audience.
that moment.
Little girl No. 15's face was as pale as paper.
She was horrified to find that her palm had been stretched out for some unknown reason, and she kept groping around her neck.
At a certain moment, she even began to think that the headless appearance is also very cute.
It's a mortal supernatural
It will make people take their heads off without knowing it.
She resisted very hard.
Soon there is a feeling of powerlessness.
Obviously, she was suppressed in the supernatural confrontation.
When suppressed to the limit, she will also trigger the curse of death and take her head off.
While sweating profusely, the little girl looked at Shen Jian.
I want to know how he can defeat a red-clothed ghost that has activated the law of killing.
then……
She saw that Shen Jian took out a white bone stick from his body.
As if unaffected by any influence, striding forward.
He picked up the white bone stick and threw it at the young director.
Little girl No. 15: ? ? ?
Young director:! ! !
"Why aren't you affected by my spirit? I'm a red-clothed class. Even if several other directors came over, they wouldn't be able to resist my spirit attack and walk like flying if they didn't resist in advance."
see.
The young director showed a hint of panic.
Want to get out.
It may be too late.
Shen Jian had already come to the front with a mourning stick.
Hit him with an unremarkable stick.
At least the young director thinks so.
There is no special method in this blow, it just has a little bit of Yin Qi attached to it. He thinks that he has an astonishing mind, and has the terrifying strength of the red-clothed level. What's the big deal.
The thought echoed in his mind.
The right hand is bent.
I want to take advantage of the gap between the beating of the mourning stick to exchange injuries for injuries.
He is a ghost, and Shen Jian is a human being.
Even if it is a replacement injury, he will not lose at all.
At that moment, the young director had already thought of several countermeasures.
boom.
A heavy roar exploded.
The director of age only felt that his brain was blank, and the whole ghost seemed to be out of his wits, and he was dizzy.
what's the plan.
What countermeasures.
All went to see the ghost.
The young director only felt that his thinking seemed to have stagnated.
Bang bang bang.
Immediately afterwards, it was the second stick, and the third stick.
The wailing sound resounded throughout the corridor.
The little girl No. 15 looked dull.
When did red-clothed ghosts become targets of beatings?
Is there a problem with her or with Shen Jian?
This is unbelievable.
Fortunately, she knew the current affairs at the time and gave up resistance directly, otherwise she might end up like this.
That white bone stick was so thick and big, if it hit her, it would give her a chill just thinking about it.
……
"Stop, who are you? Who allowed you to do it here?"
The beating continued.
The huge movement attracted another director on the same floor.
"Director Ji, save me."
Seeing this, the young director asked for help.
Shen Jian stopped beating and looked around.
It was a middle-aged director with a thin figure and sharp eyes, who walked out of a department, holding a planing knife in his hand, his hands were full of blood.
The purple light was on in the room, and a bloody woman's corpse was lying on the operating table.
At this moment, Director Ji was in a very bad mood.
The look at Shen Jian became more and more serious.