Chapter 947 Shengchun First People's Hospital 4
Fu Anan read the diary several tis, and then launched his own props store.
【Prop 1: Peace Symbol*3
Props Introduction: It can resist a non-human NPC attack.
Item price: 50 points\\ pieces
Remarks: dium props, one-ti props, can be used in other gas.
Props 2: Space props*1
Others omitted]
She also snatched the peace talisman in the last round of the ga.
Looking at the three talismans, she exchanged two without hesitation, one of which was put in her pocket, and the remaining two were put in space.
Outside, Chen Die was still on the phone.
Looking at the ti on the opposite clock, Fu Anan closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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The second day of the ga is also the first day before ordinary players should enter the ga
Fu Anan woke up naturally after sleeping. Consciousness returned, and then suddenly sat up from the bed.
Looking up at the clock, it's already nine o'clock in the morning.
She rembered the work schedule she had just read yesterday, and she was supposed to go to work at 8:10 in the morning.
Will the character be broken if you are late?
Thinking of this, she dressed herself in a hurry. The mont her foot hit the floor, she suddenly found that the hospital today was eerily quiet.
The ergency sound that was still there in the middle of the night last night, but the noise is gone.
Own opposite bed.
Chen Die wasn't awake yet. She closed her eyes and slept soundly, like a corpse.
Fu Anan turned her head and looked out the window. There was no one on the wide flat ground.
All is everybody not up?
Fu An'an had a hard ti choosing between going out to have a look or staying in bed. After careful consideration, she lay down again.
I don’t know if it will be dangerous to go down, but it must be safe after lying on the bed for so long.
She imitated Chen Die next to her, lying on her back with the quilt neatly covered, her breathing gradually slowed down, as if there was another corpse in the room.
The only difference is that her eyes are open, as if she is dying.
The hospital was as quiet as if there was no one alive.
Until a small voice asked from outside, "Are you all players?"
This sound is very small.
The speaker is in the lobby of the outpatient departnt.
The place was a hundred ters away from their dormitory building. Fu Anan could hear clearly under the barrier of the reinforced concrete wall. He could even feel the way this person was speaking and where in the hall he was speaking.
At this mont, the whole hospital "live".
The voices of patients and doctors ca from the building, and Chen Die sat up abruptly.
Fu Anan followed her out, and was stopped by another nurse who looked a little older, "There are dozens of infected people at the door, please let them in quickly, our hospital can't accommodate more people, and it will stop soon." Take in the sick."
What?
Fu Anan didn't understand, but trotted behind Chen Die to the lobby of the outpatient departnt.
At this ti, the number of hospital beds visited in the hall has decreased a lot, and the corpses piled up at the door have all disappeared, replaced by a group of players.
These players wear short sleeves and have no protective equipnt.
However, there was no sign of erythema or infection on the exposed skin.
Just when Fu Anan thought that Chen Die would give them so masks and other supplies, he took this group of people to the outpatient room for an examination, but in fact there was nothing. She took the group of players directly to the inpatient departnt.
From the 5th floor to the 9th floor, there are 8 players on each floor.
The beds that were so tense yesterday that they were about to make up the floor were suddenly vacated forty beds today, as if they were specially prepared for them.
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