In just half a day, Jin Zijie was completely different from how he was in the morning. He found an old white bed sheet somewhere, pulled it over his head, and huddled inside, shivering.

Yan Qing gave him a push, "Jin Zijie, are you alright?"

Jin Zijie looked even more terrified. He began to kneel on the ground and kowtow desperately, pleading, "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'll obey! I promise! I'll do anything you ask!"

The man seemed somewhat delirious. Yan Qing looked into the room; his two roommates had vanished. Bloodstains trailed from the sheets down the floor above the two empty beds, stretching all the way outside.

Yan Qing was eager to know what had happened inside, so she gave Jin Zijie another hard shove.

"Hey, Jin Zijie, this is Yan Qing! Wake up!" She started shaking his body vigorously, trying to wake him up.

Yue Qi stopped her from behind, "No, it's no use. He's not just upset because of the shock; the medicine he drank this morning should be working."

"Medicine?" Yan Qing also remembered that this "tonic" was something the patient strongly opposed to. But even if it was medicine, wasn't the effect a bit too fast?

Yue Qi remained silent, his attention focused on the marks on the ground. The ward was covered in splattered blood, clearly the result of extreme violence—a fact easily discernible from the extent of Jin Zijie's distress.

His fingers slowly traced the bloodstains on the ground, then he brought the blood to his nose and smelled it, his tone indescribably strange.

"These bloodstains... don't they look like blood that has been frozen and congealed long after someone has died?"

Yue Qi was puzzled. This blood clearly came from the two adventurers on the bed, but why did it smell like blood from people who were already dead?

Those two people were two vibrant, living people!

Having exhausted all other clues in room 801, the two could only return to their office with a belly full of questions.

As I walked back down the corridor, something strange happened. Many of the people who had come out with me earlier had vanished without a trace. The entire corridor was empty; I couldn't even see a single nurse.

Yan Qing carefully compared the duty roster and realized that it was not yet 3:30, so it shouldn't be time to pick up the afternoon's medicine.

They instinctively sensed something was wrong, but just as they were halfway there, all the indicator lights in the corridor turned bright red, and at the same time, a piercing alarm sounded in their ears.

"Oh no! Quick, take off your clothes!"

Article 7 of the "Doctor's Rules":

If you hear a red alert, immediately change into black work clothes and pretend you don't exist.

Yan Qing quickly took off her white coat, revealing a long black dress underneath. Yue Qi was also quick; thanks to Yan Qing, he managed to put his clothes on as well.

Just as the two were ready, they heard a series of extremely heavy iron chain sounds, each one hitting the ground with a dull thud in the empty corridor.

Judging from the direction of the sound, Yan Qing believed it was coming from the fire escape. However, she clearly remembered that the map showed the fire escape as being a wall.

A team of staff members dressed in black protective suits slowly walked over. They were clearly different from the people who had appeared last time. Each of them wore long shackles on their feet, which were linked together and formed a long line.

Each of them carried a mop and rag, wiping away the bloodstains on the floor as they walked. They appeared to be cleaning staff.

But is it necessary to wear shackles when cleaning? Or is it the kind of shackle that binds everyone together?

The team of staff in black protective suits slowly moved towards them. As they passed by, it was as if they were completely invisible.

However, not all of them were the same. The cleaning staff at the very back of the line seemed to tilt their heads slightly in her direction.

With just this simple movement, she could see the unbearable pain hidden beneath the other person's mask.

Could this person know her? Yan Qing couldn't tell who it was from the completely covered black mask.

Their black protective suits looked extremely heavy. Adding to that the cleaning duties, she had already seen several people sweating profusely in just a short time.

The group slowly moved towards the ward. Taking this opportunity, Yue Qi pulled her hand and wrote a few words in her palm.

"Adventurer".

What?! Yan Qing was quite shocked. She could tell that these staff members in black protective suits looked extremely uncomfortable. Moreover, their movements were slightly stiff, and their behavior was rather eerie.

“They are all disabled,” Yue Qi wrote in her palm. “There is a fresh smell of blood; they are new wounds.”

Now, when Yan Qing looked at them again, her eyes unconsciously filled with sympathy. If these people were truly adventurers who had come together, wouldn't it be too cruel to treat them like this?

At this moment, Xiaotao suddenly spoke up, "Big sister, the person at the very back is also a big sister."

Her words startled Yan Qing, who quickly covered her mouth. Xiao Tao, however, remained calm. "Big sister, they won't notice me. If I want, everyone will ignore me."

Then she pointed to the last man in black and said, "Big sister, I can't sense any malice from her. But the others are different; they all seem to have been robbed of their minds by hatred."

Xiao Tao's words did indeed give them a lot of inspiration, and Yan Qing made a point of noting down the number of the last man in black—JX7528.

She believed she would definitely see this person again in the future. Clearly, this person had something to say to her.

The group of men in black slowly entered the ward. Only then did she see heads popping out of the surrounding offices one after another.

Yan Qing looked at their white coats and finally realized what was going on. It turned out everyone had known this was going to happen and had hidden themselves beforehand.

During their shifts, the rules protect medical staff. However, NPCs and adventurers are ultimately treated differently. Those medical staff who have survived this long are clearly not pushovers.

The door to the office next door opened, and she saw Mu Yang smiling broadly again.

"Hi! What a coincidence, we meet again." Mu Yang was still very polite, and seemed perfectly normal.

Yue Qi quietly stepped in front of her, meeting Mu Yang's eyes. Compared to Mu Yang's beaming face, he even looked somewhat bitter and resentful.

The next thing he said shocked everyone present.

"Senior brother, it's been months since I last saw you. So you've been here."