Infinite copy starting (VIII) Save him once more. …

The skinning monster didn't move very fast, but as it came closer, I felt like my skin was being touched.

If my energy were weaker, I would definitely feel the pain like being pricked by needles.

"Give me your skin! Give me your skin!"

He came running towards me.

However, just as he was about to touch me, he suddenly disappeared.

The originally quiet corridor suddenly became noisy.

Nurses pushed carts with wheels rolling across the floor, patients talked to each other, and mothers held their children for comfort.

It was like suddenly returning from the horror world to the normal world.

Even the group of patients behind me who were causing trouble for the doctor had changed from monsters to human form again.

It was as if the medical dispute just now had never existed.

A young man passed by me. He had a noble temperament and a very superior face, but his lips were pale and his face looked sickly.

He glanced at me with a hint of sarcasm and impatience in his eyes.

He raised his chin towards the group of people, and the man dressed as a butler beside him walked towards them.

The patient who was studying medicine seemed to calm down suddenly after seeing them. His arrogant look just now was completely gone, like a quail that had met its natural enemy.

The housekeeper nodded and smiled at them, "This hospital is owned by our young master. May I ask if you have encountered any trouble?"

The couple above looked at each other, encouraged each other, and then the husband stood up.

"Our son was treated to death in your hospital. We just want to get back what we deserve. We raised our son for so many years..."

The husband, who had been speaking with confidence, gradually lowered his voice as if he was feeling guilty when faced with the housekeeper's half-smile.

I looked at them thoughtfully.

The place where the two of them were standing at the moment was exactly at the junction of the operating corridor and the outside corridor.

In the normal world, these patients who cause medical trouble are afraid of these powerful people.

In the horror world, the group of medical monsters are afraid of the skinning monster.

Medical trouble monsters are transformed from medical trouble patients.

Does that mean that the skinning monster has some connection with the sick young man in front of him?

The lights began to flicker again.

The moment I pressed it again and it lit up again, all the sounds in the corridor disappeared and I was back in that monster world.

To make matters worse, the door of the second operating room was also opened, and the person who walked out was pale, as if all the blood in his body had been drained. His walking posture was very strange, and his arms were folded backwards at an incredible angle, as if someone had broken his bones.

I noticed that he had two wounds behind his ears, which reminded me of the story of the two-legged sheep.

Legend has it that in times of famine, weak people would become rare meat that could fill people's stomachs. In order to remove the fishy smell of human flesh, they would hang people's feet upwards on trees, and then cut two cuts behind their ears and arteries to let the blood flow out from behind the ears. In this way, the blood in the human body would flow very cleanly and the bloody smell carried by the person would be well removed.

A person who had been drained of blood fell on a tree, looking like a skinned sheep. Therefore, people who were treated as food were also called two-legged sheep.

The doors of the operating rooms opened one by one, and all kinds of monsters walked out.

The two eyes were two pitch-black holes, with blood and tears flowing out.

One heart was exposed outside the body, and that heart was actually black.

The chest cavity was completely opened, and the liver was in a diseased state.

There were two scars on the back of one waist and both kidneys were gone.

Looking at their appearance, they looked more like people who had been tortured than monsters.

It's a bit strange to see a monster of this shape appear in the hospital.

Is this hospital really a black-hearted hospital?

On the road, I saw patients giving red envelopes to doctors.

This is not an isolated case.

Before surgery, the surgeon is given a red envelope, which is called a surgery red envelope.

After the operation, you have to give the nurse a red envelope, which is called a nursing red envelope.

If giving red envelopes has become an unspoken rule in reshaping agreements, can patients who do not give red envelopes really receive good treatment?

I stood there without moving. The monsters did not move very quickly, so I could see their expressions clearly - a mixture of pleading and anger.

"I'm so thirsty, where's my blood?"

"I can't see anything."

"My heart, my heart is not black!"

"My kidney is gone. Where is the new kidney I just received?"

"Give me your liver, I don't want to die!"

They approached me and saw my healthy body with greed in their eyes. They wanted to remove my organs and install them in their own bodies.

It is not difficult to avoid them, but the problem is where to hide.

Where is the doctor?

I took a big step back and stood on a chair in the hospital corridor.

Above their line of sight, I passed over the heads of these monsters and looked towards the operating room they walked out of.

one.

two.

three.

Four.

five.

six.

Six monsters, six operating rooms.

When Dr. Shang was performing surgery, the six operating rooms were also used for surgery.

The weird feeling came over me again.

Seven surgeries at the same time?

Started at exactly the same time?

Dead patients and mutilated monsters.

Vaguely, I thought of a possibility.

I leaped forward, flew over the heads of these monsters, and rushed to the operating room in the middle.

This was the operating room where Doctor Shang had performed the surgery on the patient who had died, while he had stopped the bleeding with his bare hands.

The monsters seemed to be suddenly stimulated. They suddenly sped up and ran towards me frantically.

Their speed is still a little slower than mine.

The moment I stepped into the operating room, they all stopped what they were doing, and a strange look of fear appeared on their faces, which had become unrecognizable.

My guess was confirmed.

I turned and looked in the direction of the operating table.

There was a person lying on the operating table.

This can hardly be called a human being.

His chest and abdominal cavity were wide open, revealing his interior.

His heart, liver, and both kidneys were gone.

His eyes were closed and his body was strangely pale.

I don't know if it sensed my arrival or the monsters outside making a commotion.

He moved his body and slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were gray in their sockets.

He cracked his mouth and smiled.

"Doctor Shang, you are here."

"I'm so cold and my head feels so heavy."

"Am I going to die?"

His chest and abdomen were still open, with his internal organs missing. No matter how you looked at it, he looked like he was dying.

But there was a mixture of hope and despair in his eyes, and he asked me over and over again.

"Am I going to die?"

"Am I going to die?"

As he continued to repeat this sentence, the space around him began to distort.

Through several doors, I heard the monsters outside the door screaming in terror, and along with their screams came the dull and sticky sound of saliva.

Like something was chewing.

"I'm so unwilling."

“I don’t want to die.”

The person in front of me was like a black hole that wanted to swallow everything.

His body suddenly returned to the way it was when I first saw him.

At that time, his organs were still intact, and he was lying on the hospital bed, covered in blood.

Blood continued to flow out of his body.

Blood flowed out and his face became paler and paler.

The life of the entire hospital seemed to be connected to him. As his body gradually deteriorated, the entire hospital also gradually collapsed.

His death symbolizes the destruction of the entire hospital.

He must be stopped.

Violent means are of no avail.

There is no such thing as an unsolvable game, there must be some key clues around that can stop him.

As I quickly checked my surroundings, I looked up and saw my reflection printed on the glass door.

I am still wearing white clothes.

I am a doctor.

"Doctor Shang".

As a doctor who participated in the operation, a member of this cannibalistic hospital and an accomplice to the evil, his crime is no less serious than that of these powerful people.

But when he saw me, he didn't eat me directly like he did those monsters.

Just as I guessed, Doctor Shang was different to him.

He was grateful to the doctor who tried his best to stop his bleeding.

Doctor Shang was like a life-saving straw, crossing him out of the King of Hell's book of life and death, so he trusted and relied on Doctor Shang immensely.

Even now, the screams outside were so deafening that people's scalps numbed, but Dr. Shang seemed to be surrounded by a layer of protective shield and was not hurt at all.

He was already dead, but when I saw him, the actor who played Dr. Shang, I once again sent out a signal for help.

Next to the operating table, there are many surgical tools.

The scalpel inside is extremely sharp.

The person in front of me looked at me with great trust, so much so that even when I grabbed the scalpel, he didn't move at all. Instead, his eyes were full of hope.

What did the fashion doctor do at that time? What would he say?

Stop bleeding with bare hands.

He would say—

【You won’t die.】

I threw the scalpel back to its place and pressed on his abdomen.

My knowledge of manual hemostasis was very superficial and not enough for me to stop the bleeding this time, but the bleeding stopped as soon as my hand touched it.

"You won't die, I promise."

He looked down at my hands, blinked, and smiled.

The environment stops distorting.

My body began to feel lighter, as if it was floating upwards.

At this moment, my perspective is high above, looking down, like a player who has completed the game, being separated from their world, watching the final CG as a spectator.

Doctor Shang's figure was stretched taller and longer, and his appearance became that of a doctor.

It turns out that the doctor I have been looking for for a long time is here.

The young patient's memories flashed before his eyes like a kaleidoscope.

I saw that he was tricked into signing an organ donation agreement, coerced by capital, and "forced" to be sent to the hospital after a car accident, where his organs were taken out and used to make up the healthy bodies of six powerful people.

His parents sucked his blood, and before his body was cold, he had already become the raw material for making blood-soaked buns.

Bodyguards are butchers, medical staff are chefs, the powerful are diners, and relatives are flies flying around the feast.

The entire hospital was stained with the blood of innocent people.

Everyone wanted him to die, except Doctor Shang who wanted him to live.

He turned into a monster and became a part of the hospital, ready to perish along with the entire hospital.

The hospital ate him, so when he dies, he will eat the entire hospital.

So no matter where the player runs, he will eventually be eaten by the hospital.

Only by getting rid of him at the root can you successfully pass the copy.

The way to get rid of him is very simple, it is just to save him again as Doctor Shang.