At night, everything is quiet.

The nurse in the duty room supported her head with one hand, her eyes half closed, and she was dozing off.

Chu Hanxing passed by her right quietly and arrived at the narrow staircase.

Reduce uncontrollable factors caused by taking an elevator.

Her steps were very light, and she could not even hear the sound of her breathing, and the long stairs didn't sound at all.

When he arrived at the seventh floor, Chu Hanxing vaguely heard a woman's ambiguous moan. The moans mixed with the man's breathing and low curse kept coming out.

Their voices gradually became presumptuous, enough to make them blush and then ignored the faint struggles in a certain ward to call for help.

Chu Hanxing paused for a moment and continued to go upstairs.

Her target is the seventeenth floor, not the seventh floor.

No sound was heard along the way, but Chu Hanxing stopped on the 16th floor because the 17th floor was sealed by a huge iron door.

Another small door was opened in the middle of the iron door, two meters high, only for one person to enter and exit.

The iron gate was covered with red rust and sealed tightly, with no light coming out, it was very thick, and cement was poured in the middle.

The middle fan was locked with an iron chain. Chu Hanxing put a talisman on the door, soundproofing, pulled out a silver needle, bent the top, inserted it into the keyhole, turned it gently twice, and heard a click, lock

Opened.

The sound of pulling the chain did not come out, Chu Hanxing quickly untied it. She put her palm on the door and was about to push it away the next step, but suddenly stopped.

She slowly withdrew her hand, her movements were quiet and unreasonable, and then quickly took a few steps back.

A gust of wind blew in through the small window, and slowly pushed open the iron door.

Behind the door, a pair of blood-red eyes stared at Chu Hanxing.

There was no light behind him, and his whole body merged with the darkness, only those eyes seemed to be evil beasts from hell, terrifying and terrifying.

He dragged his shackles and walked over step by step. Under the moonlight, Chu Hanxing saw his face clearly.

Flawless.

This is the first word that appears in Chu Hanxing's mind.

His delicate facial features are comparable to those of the characters modeled in 3D. The exposed skin looks like the best white porcelain without any impurities, and he is also a Chinese.

Despite wearing shackles, his every move was so elegant that he was like a noble vampire in an ancient castle.

His lips were very beautiful, as if soaked in the water of kneaded rose juice, and it was gorgeous and eye-catching.

Chu Hanxing's eyes swept across the back of his hand, which had some scratches, and fell to the white number of shackles on his ankles.

yz-07.

She raised her eyes, put her hands in her pockets, and said lightly: "No. 7, go back."

No. 7 seemed to have not heard of it, and his blood-red eyes stared at Chu Hanxing's white coat pocket for a moment, and his white and shiny hands he had just seen were frozen in his mind, and murmured in a low voice, "So beautiful..."

"Can I take another look?"

He looked away with difficulty, and the male and female faces were begging, and his eyes were flashing with crystal clearness, and a drop of tears condensed, like rubies the size of a pigeon egg in the auction hall.

Chu Hanxing frowned slightly and his voice was aggravated: "No. 7, it's time to patrol the room, please go back."

The hospital will arrange people to patrol every night, while the nurse downstairs is dozing off, and the doctor on the seventh floor is indescribable.

So now, except for Chu Hanxing, no one will take time to patrol the room.

The teardrop did not fall, but slowly soaked her eyelashes, and No. 7's expression returned to normal.

His eyes were fixed on Chu Hanxing's face, and he walked backwards into the iron gate until he merged with the darkness again, and even his blood-red eyes could not be seen.

But Chu Hanxing knew that he had not left and was still staring at him.

She stepped into the iron door calmly, touched the chain on the door, pulled it out and locked it again.

But No. 7 reached out to block it.

"Wait." No. 7's hand was placed in the middle of the crack in the door, and was sandwiched by the iron door. He asked behind the door, "Are you a new psychologist?"

The two of them couldn't see each other between the iron gates, and Chu Hanxing responded.

The other end was quiet, with no sound at all, almost making people think that he had left.

Chu Hanxing lowered his eyes and looked at the moonlight that was pouring down, and waited patiently.

After a long time, a very light laugh sounded behind the door, delicate and clear.

Number seven smiled and said softly, "Don't worry, I won't tell them."

Has been discovered.

Chu Hanxing was not very surprised.

Number seven, she was behind the door when she unlocked the lock.

He is very good at hiding himself.

Very smart.

No.7 quietly waited behind the door for the next development.

The doctor who came to the 17th floor secretly might panic, and then ask him to keep it confidential and agree to deal with him.

However, only the locking sound was heard from No. 7.

The new doctor left without saying anything.

...

Chu Hanxing returned to the dormitory and sat on the bed waiting for dawn.

At 7:30, she went to the cafeteria to make breakfast. Yesterday, there was a man in a suit sitting. He was about the same temperament as the urban president, only wearing handcuffs, numbered yz-01.

He was talking to a canteen clerk with a arrogant look.

"Even if you spend your entire month's salary on compensation, it's not enough to buy my shoes."

"Sir, I'm very sorry for accidentally spilling the vegetable soup on your shoes, what do you want me to do?"

No. 1 hugged his hands in his chest and snorted coldly: "You ruined me a wonderful morning! What do you think you can do? Apologize? Your apology is not worth a penny!"

He condescendingly and rebuked: "You are so annoying!"

No. 1 pulled out a handkerchief from his chest to wipe his hands. The staff lowered his head timidly and did not dare to speak. No. 1 looked contemptuous and walked away with his chin raised his head.

At nine o'clock, Chu Hanxing arrived at the office, and the head nurse rushed over: "Doctor Bourne, I'm afraid you need to give them psychological treatment now!"

Chu Hanxing smiled: "Okay, I'll go to the clinic next door."

"Not here." The nurse opened the elevator, "Please come with me."

Chu Hanxing smiled unchanged, and raised his heels. Yesterday's male doctor leaned against the door, gloating, "Borne, the psychological treatment above is a very long process. If you are not careful... I wish you good luck."

He curled his lips mysteriously, with mockery in his eyes.

"I've always been lucky."

Chu Hanxing closed the elevator with a smile.

The numbers kept changing and finally stopped on the 16th floor.

The head nurse took out a bunch of keys and said as she walked, "Dr. Bourne, these seven patients need treatment one by one. You will stay on this period of time, and we will deliver three meals on time.

There is a doctor-only room on the 17th floor where you can rest at night.

This is their file, you can take a look first, thank you for your hard work.”

The head nurse opened the iron door and stuffed the documents into Chu Hanxing's hand, unable to wait to let her in.

Chu Hanxing glanced at her, and just stepped in, with a clang, followed by a jingle chain sound.

The head nurse completely locked the door.


Chapter completed!