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Su Qi felt it clearly. A strange low humming sounded in his ears, and his head suddenly became confused for a moment. Everything in front of him seemed to be moving back and forth.
The last picture.
It stopped at a dim little cabinet, where there was a medicine box with a strange pattern on it.
Just for a second.
Su Qi's eyes were clear and everything returned to normal.
The man in front of him raised his gloomy eyes slightly.
"Do you know the medicine that can cure me? Ahem."
He coughed suddenly and a pool of black blood spurted out, but Su Qi easily dodged it.
Su Qi took the stethoscope in his hand and through his open clothes, he saw the entire bloody chest that had turned into a hollow hole.
He pretended not to see it and just smiled faintly:
"Don't worry, my patient. I already have a general understanding of your illness. It's excessive kidney deficiency. It's not just a minor cough and mouth ulcers. Let me check the follow-up room first, and then I will help you deal with this matter."
The gloomy man who was coughing and spitting blood: "."
Su Qi walked out of room number one and entered room number two and three respectively.
The old man in Room 2 had white hair that almost reached down to the bed, a thick white beard, and a high nose bridge. He looked a bit like the great magician named Deng, except that his eyes were lifeless and he sat motionless.
"Uncle?" Su Qi waved his hand, but the other party didn't even move his eyes.
"Sir, please say something."
"I am your old friend Su Buxian!"
"Does Su Buxian know?"
The other party looked at Su Qi dully, and his pupils slowly dilated again.
Su Qi put his hands in the pockets of his white coat. He did not rush to use the stethoscope, but started to use his hands: "Uncle, I am different from Western doctors like Dolly. I follow the traditional route, emphasizing observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation."
When he made his move, the other party did not react.
Su Qi felt slightly relieved.
soon.
Su Qi found a black nail behind his thick hair. Black blood was constantly flowing from it, dripping onto the floor, and of course it also seeped in through the cracks.
"Good guy."
"This level of disease is no longer called Alzheimer's disease, but a brain deficiency disease."
Su Qi shook his head and sighed, "It seems that Dr. Nadoli's license was purchased from Xianyu. It's so unqualified."
He pressed his stethoscope to the man's head.
next moment.
I also saw a certain scene. A box of medicine with another different pattern was placed on it.
As for why, this kind of almost fatal injury needs to be treated with medicine.
Su Qi was not surprised either.
Instead, he patted the old man on the shoulder and said, "Uncle, please stay here. I'm leaving first."
The person in room three is a boy.
He looked only seven or eight years old, but as soon as he entered, Suqi knew what his problem was.
His eyes were dug out ruthlessly, and black blood kept flowing out of them.
The little boy just calmly held the pen, stained with black blood, and wrote and drew on the drawing board.
Suki took a look.
They are all strange creatures from myths, demons, etc. Each one looks like it is about to jump out alive, but the black blood will slowly disappear from the drawing board, leaving only simple traces of paint on it. The feeling of jumping out seems to have been eaten away.
"Aren't you scared when you see me like this?" The little boy's voice came faintly. He raised his head and looked at Su Qi with his bloody, empty eyes.
"I just think," Su Qi sighed, "your parents are a little too much."
"?"
"You are only a few years old, but your paintings are so lifelike. Your parents must have enrolled you in many training classes."
little boy:"."
"Also, I'm quite good at painting. Can I try it?" Su Qi said with a smile.
Painting? Experience?
The little boy paused slightly, but did not answer. Instead, he handed over the paint pencils and drawing board, indicating that he could try it.
Su Qi picked up the brush but did not touch the ordinary paint.
Instead, he stained the pen with the black blood flowing from the little boy's eyes.
Then a simple sketch of a panda face was left on the drawing board.
little boy:"."
He said in a deep voice: "Can this be called a painting? Are you kidding me?"
"This is postmodern art. The minimalist lines can bring out the charm and sense of picture that cannot be depicted by any amount of heavy ink and color." Su Qi talked eloquently and could come up with a handful of theories at random.
It was obvious that the little boy was serious about drawing, and he seemed to have a wave of contaminated theories rushing into his head.
"Okay, the examination is complete. Kids, remember to watch and learn carefully." Su Qi put away the stethoscope and went outside.
Although it's only the third room.
Su Qi, however, was already able to handle the situation with ease, and had almost fully understood what was going on here, and had guessed the identities of the people in the room.
"Anyone who still regards them as ordinary weirdos is a fool."
Su Qi: "They are all related to gods. Or they themselves are gods."
He is not just any ordinary assistant.
It's not like he has never seen the world. From various traces and the information provided by the question mark, Su Qi can boldly guess their identities.
"The black blood flowing from each person's body comes from the black fog power of the abyss. Although the so-called illness is still under discussion, it is estimated that they are all serious injuries they suffered in the war."
"And the patterns on the three medicine boxes are not simple either. They are probably their respective totems, and each one represents a god."
"If they were gods, how could all five of them be locked up in such a weird hospital?"
There are many different versions of the legend in the world today.
In the epic mythological war, countless gods fought horrific battles with the abyss, countless worlds were destroyed, and a large number of gods, powerful believers, and strong men fell, fell asleep, and were sealed in the ancient battlefield.
It seems that I have entered a remarkable place now.
but.
Although there are general judgments and guesses, there are actually more questions that follow.
The intern assistant appeared to treat their injuries?
Or rescue them from here?
But it seems that it has not been successful at the moment?
And who is Dr. Dolly? Why did the nurse ask him to help him put his things away?
Room four.
Su Qi took a quick look and didn't feel very good about it, and there was not even any information about the other party in the record book.
He did not enter in order, but chose door number five.
As soon as I entered.
Someone suddenly pounced over.
Su Qi kicked out without hesitation, kicking the man away!
Judging from the above three people, these gods here do not possess powerful strength. Instead, they are as weak as ordinary people.
“It hurts. It hurts.”
The man fell heavily to the ground.
The man in front of me, with slightly fluffy brown hair and wearing thick black-framed glasses, held his head and rolled over madly, but suddenly stopped and smiled crazily: "Ahahaha, I was kidding, it really hurts! But this kick was really beautiful!"
Su Qi also responded: "Of course, I learned it from playing football."
The man turned around, but was slightly stunned.
because.
Su Qi leaned back on his bed, stretched out his hand and flipped through the books next to the counter:
“Being in Time, Metaphysics, Being and Nothingness.”
"I originally thought that your mental illness was curable, but now it seems that since you read so much philosophy, you are truly hopeless."
"That's my spiritual food, and I'm not a psychopath." The man in front of him licked his lips and smiled politely. Although the smile was very stiff, his face was still twitching and veins were throbbing. "But please forgive my impoliteness just now. It's just because I saw a new assistant! I'm so excited. There's someone who hasn't been polluted by knowledge to communicate with!"
Su Qi: ".So, you understand it very well?"
"I have too much knowledge in my head. I have to think carefully every minute and every second, otherwise I will feel extremely painful." There was madness in his eyes: "I know you want to check me, but I'm sorry, you can only leave here if I am satisfied."
Su Qi looked at the person in front of him.
The man in front of me is not a mental patient in the name, he seems like a crazy intellectual maniac!
The question mark directly reveals the other party's identity.
【God of Knowledge】
This information was equivalent to the final word on Su Qi's previous judgment.
The people in the five rooms are all gods, and they have all suffered unimaginable damage.
include.
This person in front of me