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Chapter Eleven You've Been Laughing All the Time!

Although Dr. Ping's reaction was a bit beyond Xia Ren's expectations, it was always a good thing to be able to communicate.

The two found a remote corridor. During the process, Xia Ren discovered that the look of Dr. Ping looking at him was still the novel feeling, without a trace of fear.

"I really don't know what you think. What if I take you to this place where no one is going to do anything too much to you?"

Xia Ren was a little speechless, and his vigilance was too weak.

"Because you are a good person, even if you really die, your personality will never change." Dr. Ping replied seriously.

In this case, Xia Ren didn't know whether he should be happy or sad: "Are you too relieved?"

"This is also impossible."

Dr. Ping began to feel dissatisfied: "You also know that our work is common when seeing tragedies. No matter how hard I try, there are always some irrescue patients. If you don't have a good attitude, you will be suspicious, afraid of this and that, and you will be frowning every day. The patients who come to the hospital are scared to death when they see me like this, and they are not sick."

"Besides, what are you afraid of with a clear conscience?"

Xia Ren was impressed by her powerful logic.

"By the way, I'm here to find you this time."

He finally recalled his purpose and said, "Did the body you saw that day really look like me?"

Dr. Ping looked up and frowned, thought for a while, and said with certainty: "It's you, the most beautiful boy in the morgue. Even if he dies, he will still look good."

Xia Ren couldn't laugh at her joke.

Dr. Ping then thought of something and suddenly slapped her.

"Did you find a problem?" Xia Ren asked quickly.

"It's strange to think about it now." Dr. Ping said unconfidently: "I was also present when I pushed you into the morgue that day. I clearly remembered that you were lying in that bed, but when I was taking your sister to recognize the body, the bed was empty. I was shocked. Fortunately, I found you in the innermost part. I wondered for a long time, and in the end I could only think that I remembered it wrong."

"Someone moved my body?"

Xia Ren touched his chin: "At the beginning, my location was close to the morgue gate, right?"

"Yes." Dr. Ping nodded.

"The innermost... Could it be that who moved me to an inconspicuous position in order to make trouble?"

Xia Ren looked at Ping Shiqing in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Can you please help me check the surveillance of the hospital? It's best to be at the door of the morgue to see if there are any suspicious people who have entered there before you go."

"I will help this without you saying."

Dr. Ping waved his hand and laughed: "The phenomenon that happened to you is unheard of. If you can figure it out, maybe I will have one of the highest alliance awards for chemistry, physiology, etc.."

The Supreme Alliance Contribution Award, also known as the Human Contribution Award, is one of the most rare awards on the entire Blue Star. Only those who have made great contributions to human development can win it.

Seeing her happy look, as if she had already stood on the podium, Xia Ren couldn't bear to break her fantasy.

Only he understands that these abnormal phenomena are caused by some kind of pollution, and anyone who tries to contact or understands this pollution will be equally polluted.

So... the day when the truth is revealed is probably the time for human destruction.

Xia Ren suddenly realized a problem.

"You can't go deeper into this matter. You just need to check the surveillance for me. No matter what happens thereafter, you can't interfere."

If Ping Shiqing was contaminated by helping herself, Xia Ren would blame herself for the rest of her life.

"Why are you suddenly so nervous?"

She didn't know the seriousness of the problem.

"I can't explain it to you, just if you are involved..."

Xia Ren tried to find a reason that was deterrent enough, suddenly remembered a sentence and said, "If you are involved, the world will be ruined!"

"puff!"

Dr. Ping couldn't help laughing.

Perhaps in order to take care of Xia Ren's face, she covered her mouth and explained: "Sorry, I remembered something happy."

"I'll repeat, I'm not kidding!"

Seeing that she obviously didn't believe it, Xia Ren was a little anxious.

"puff--"

Dr. Ping laughed again, "Yes, yes."

"Hello!"

Xia Ren was really worried about her, "You have been laughing, but you haven't stopped!"

"Okay, OK, let's get back to the point. I promise you that I will only help you check the surveillance and ignore anything else. OK."

Dr. Ping rubbed his sore cheeks and agreed.

"Don't lie."

Xia Ren was not relieved, but he could only swallow it back into his stomach, "Also, don't tell my sister about this, and don't tell me about it."

“This is OK.”

Dr. Ping looked at the watch and looked out the window: "I won't say it for my own safety. Although I am from a neurology, I don't want to meet my colleagues in the psychiatric department in a reluctant state, just..."

She turned around and said, "Are you hiding this from your sister?"

Xia Ren was silent for a few seconds, and a smile appeared on his face: "The conversation is here for the time being. You go down and have dinner with your colleagues first, don't let them wait for a long time."

Avoid.

Dr. Ping curled his lips: "Is there a place to live?"

At best, he and her were friends and doctor-patient relationships that they could chat with. When they heard this, Xia Ren felt warm in his heart, resisted the impulse, and said, "Thank you for your concern, there are still places to live."

"Is there a phone number? I'll call you after checking the surveillance."

"The phone is still there, just call the previous number."

Without saying anything more, Dr. Ping glanced at him deeply, turned around and went downstairs.

Looking at her back, Xia Ren remembered something and suddenly sighed, unable to help feeling a little regretful.

"If I had known you were so good, I would have borrowed some money from you."

The bank card balance is more than 1,000 yuan, including WeChat and Huabei, it will only cost at most 2,000 yuan.

"I'm poor, I have to find a way to make money."

He used to write novels, but this job coincided with the second main line of the system [Disseminate pollution records to humans], but this matter is not urgent. Preparing a new book is not a matter of one or two days. If you want to make money from a new book, you must be more cautious. Now the most urgent task is to restore your identity through appropriate methods and spread pollution records through novels. You can only wait for it to be discussed later.

"It's time for me to go back, and I need to study the system and the coward's ear-digging spoons. I have to buy some vegetables on the way to cook my own meals. It's too luxurious to go out to eat every day."

Should we say it is a failure to meet people's wishes or a bad luck?

As soon as he was about to go downstairs, a passage of words appeared in his mind.

It's the system.

[Task appears: A type of infected body has been found, the distance is 34 meters. Please seal and record it as soon as possible. After completion, the host will be rewarded with achievement points based on the difficulty of the event.]

At the same time, the woman's horrified voice echoed in the corridor.

"Xinxin, where did you pick it up? Throw it away!"
Chapter completed!
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