For all patients living in the Second Hospitalization Department, the poisoning incident that occurred in the medical building yesterday afternoon gave many people bad memories.

Although the hospital responded promptly to explain that the person who said the incident was poisoned because he ate food hidden from outside, and the others were due to mass hysteria, few people believed it.

Personal freedom is always opposite to collective constraints, not to mention that human nature itself, in a sense of insecurity out of a weak position, likes to question the authenticity of the practices of powerful institutions... While the hospital has established a strict management system, it has given them a bad impression of being oppressed by power.

Moreover, the patients living here are all terminally ill patients, who are very psychologically sensitive, and there are some memes buried by Chen Xi during the group activity yesterday afternoon.

Many people suspect that they were deceived by the hospital... "It must be because of mistakes and negligence in the hospital's work that caused them to be collectively poisoned."

This concept was maximized when seeing so many construction barriers erected in the garden, but it did not really explode due to separation in the ward and lack of a fuse.

It can be said that Chen Xi’s purpose of burying the pit has reached, and the damage caused by Chang Tian and his group to the garden will never be eliminated in one night.

In order to prevent medical staff from getting up early to pick up the pipelines and connected biological tissues, the hospital had to make isolation belts and cover them. The scene of this scene not only makes most patients feel blocked, but even those medical staff will be confused. A few of them have seen the tragic phenomena in the garden yesterday.

The effect of doubt is similar to that of seeds. Once roots are taken in the right soil, even if there is no more care and care, it will gradually grow with various ideas.

At this time, Chen Xi's second-hand measures were launched, and he wanted to quickly fatten.

Of course, they would not find the thirty lucky people who absorbed a lot of vitality to cover up their eyes and ears. Although they were already worshipped by themselves out of the mentality of being rescued and those pretentious statements. However, like him and Bening, these people are now targeted closely monitored.

We have to admit that the hospital responded in a timely manner. After some patients were transferred to the hospital, many strong and physical strangers had already entered the surrounding wards.

Among them, there are so many mutants mentioned by the girl. Chen Xi is not sure about it for the time being. But I think there are definitely not a few. If you go to find those people blatantly, it will almost certainly attract attention.

So. He chose those ordinary patients...

Ward 214 on the second floor.

Yu Guo stared blankly at the garden outside the window where the barrier was already on the left and the fence on the right became a glorious garden, and couldn't help but feel sad.

The books he borrowed yesterday are now spread out on his legs, and he uses ink pen to write some thoughts of this period, but in the last few lines of words, they are crooked and ugly, just like his current mood.

"This is a damn hospital!"

Yu Guo was a patient who was admitted here four days ago. As a terminally ill patient with a cure rate of less than 8% after diagnosis, he was so desperate, but after knowing that there was the hospital of Bairidale and their cure rate of up to 34%, he raised some hope.

Entering the hospital... Signing an agreement... Injecting genetic drugs... Inpatient with hospitalization. This series of arrangements made him feel that he could get a chance to reborn here.

However, Yu Guo now felt that his hope was getting lower and lower, because his body was getting weaker and weaker. He felt tired and tired day by day.

The doctor's explanation is that the normal reaction of genetic drugs will cause partial physical rejection, which will cause the above feeling. If it were put a day ago, he would have thought so, but now he doesn't believe it anymore.

In the fear of death approaching, he began to uncontrollably doubt the hospital's statement.

In order to make himself feel better and feel that his hope of survival was greater, various thoughts appeared in Yu Guo's mind. He thought that the cure rate of terminal illness would have been higher, but due to some practices in the hospital, many people died innocently.

Sometimes reason tells him that these are false delusions, and it is good to have such a high cure rate, but emotionally, he never wants to admit it. If he thinks that way, the hospital may discover it with conscience once, change those bad practices that may not exist, and give himself a higher cure rate.

It's very pitiful, but this is a terminally ill patient who struggles between hope and despair. He often has real ideas. He is eager to escape death, and even willing to use everything they feel will work for the sake of this only survival hope.

Thumb...

Just as Yu Guo was immersed in her thoughts, a sound of knocking on the window sounded, and a black starling was constantly pecking at the glass with a white bird's beak, and from time to time, it was a rhythmic posture of an ordinary person waving.

"Did you ask me to open the window?"

Yu Guo looked at the starling outside the windowsill strangely, thinking that this idea was a bit ridiculous, but following the starling, he saw the messy garden again, which made him feel an inexplicable impulse, got out of bed, ran to open the window...

"This is probably the only thing left in my life."

Yu Guo smiled self-deprecatingly, following the other patient who was also bored, watching the starling fly into the room and stop in front of the page.

"This little guy is not afraid of people."

The patient said as soon as he got out of bed and wanted to get closer, but a strange scene happened. After calling a few times to attract their attention, the starling kept pecking the words on the page with his beak.

Yu Guo, who is closest to you, can clearly see that the words that appear repeatedly under the white bird's beak meant: "Mortal, kneel down and listen to my instructions!"

If you are a normal person, you will definitely think carefully whether someone is playing pranks or other tricks. Only after you have no results in your exploration, you will choose to accept this magical thing in different time periods according to the level of the middle school.

But for a terminally ill patient who is looking for hope for survival in despair, he will almost seize every life-saving straw.

After the initial shock, Yu Guo fell to his knees, his eyes were parallel to the bed. At close range, he could see the details of each part of the starling and feel a spiritual brilliance from his starling's eyes.

"God, save me."

Reason has been defeated by the strong emotions of praying for hope. Yu Guo suddenly begged for the truth, and then he saw the starlings point words on the page of the book again, and the meaning of the composition is...

"As I direct you will eventually be cured."

This time, even the patients behind him fell to Chen Xi's charlatan technique and prayed with all their faces...

A similar scene happened in different wards in sequence in time. Under the identification of superpowers, Chen Xi ensured that this method could work with a success rate of nearly 80%.

Many people who were filled with despair and struggle in their emotions seized the hope of the last arrival. Following his instructions, they waited for a certain moment to come.

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Just as Chen Xi preached heavily, Bening did not stop his movements.

Following Chen Xi's instructions, he began to borrow the stolen mobile phone to surf the Internet. While searching for some ordinary and unusual information, he began to do a special job of spreading rumors, the Internet navy.

"Oh my God, why do I do something like this!"

"This hospital has obviously done many crimes and evil anti-human events, but we should expose and criticize them in a dignified manner. But we cannot contact the media, and we cannot contact ZF. What's the point of posting in forums and online communities with such a small influence!!"

"And, I'm about to despair about this cold and slutty world, and I'm so fucking banned me!!!"

Bening, who was blocked for the nth time, felt almost crazy. Without the help of a robot program (can automatically register and post), this kind of thing is extremely troublesome to do. He had to constantly apply for an account, fill in information, and conceive the content of the post. Moreover, this kind of desperate slandering people is really not in line with his three generations of sons (military, official, and rich three generations).

If it weren't for saving the girl, he wouldn't have accepted Zha Chen's tricks to do such a job that is not only a loss of weight but also a loss of character!

Fortunately, when his patience was exhausted to the point where he was about to collapse, his phone was finally out of power.

"Fortunately I didn't steal the charger together..."

Bening was glad to think that he reached out and pushed Chen Xi a few times to remind him... When controlling other creatures, this guy always fell into a state of mental confusion, and it was difficult to concentrate. Without physical contact, he could not scream.

"nailed it?"

Chen Xi shook her head and waited for the 360-degree vision of the bird to be eliminated before turning to Bening.

"Well, the obituaries you mentioned are indeed problematic. There are many dangerous events in this world in history caused by superpowers. Although they have been suppressed by the official excuses of various accidents or artificial reasons, many of them have been concealed and the impact has been weakened. However, those who died cannot make a false move. As long as it is in peacetime, the approximate number of deaths can be seen in the local obituaries of the month." Bening nodded and said.

"Will anyone contact you after posting?" Chen Xi asked this question that was most concerned.

"There was an organization called Qiang Tide who contacted me when I posted one-third of the time. I refused to contact them on the actual address based on the security reasons. I just told them the secret information that was not involved in the post and said that the phone was stolen. Then, as you expected, with their help, although the account was blocked, it was always okay to use this IP address to surf the Internet."

Speaking of this, Bening looked at Chen Xi in surprise, and was a little confused about how this guy guessed that some organization would contact him, and also deduced the subsequent approach, and it was the kind that was no different at all: "How did you expect this?"

"It's very simple. Just like the top hackers on the Internet of various countries before the great change, these people advocate freedom and personal rights the most, especially the right to know, and always want to find the secrets hidden by ZF, such as whether Princess Diana was murdered or a simple car accident, or whether Uncle Laden was betrayed. If it weren't for the rampant black technology and those people were still familiar with new technologies, there would definitely be a lot of leaks from senior federal ZF executives on the Internet."

"Consequently, if you are in a world where you have superpowers, zf cannot completely conceal this information. There are always some words that are learned by these experts who control most of the online communication channels. Your current practice will definitely attract their attention, and even they are already regarded as the delicious food that leads snakes out of the hole by the clever ones."

"I can guarantee that in this world, countless eyes are focusing on Flower City, and countless interested people are coming. This is much more efficient than contacting official media."

The smile on Chen Xi's face was as bad as ever, and what she said made Bening feel even more chilling on his back.

He shouted with a gale of soul: "What the hell do you want to do?"

"I'm going to join in the grand event. I plan to give this world a grand live broadcast to popularize them what real history and missed excitement."

Chen Xi said with a stinky hand... And the above conversations are all in a dialect that the two learned while studying, so that even if they are heard, it is difficult for anyone to know what it means... The chance of meeting a fellow villager here is probably lower than winning the lottery.

ps:
Chapter completed!