Qiu Ling put down her teacup, leaned back in her chair, and said, "Just stay here quietly and don't overthink it. Sister Meng isn't that easy to talk to."
"Not everyone is as free as you."
Qin Nuo didn't say anything, but just asked: "Are you alone now?"
“Since this is an outpatient clinic, what should we do if patients come?”
"Isn't there a sign on the door saying closed?"
Qin Nuo thought to himself that he was so willful. Just as he stood up, a figure came in from the door.
A man wearing a mask and a hat, with a gloomy look in his eyes, saw Qin Nuo and asked Qiu Ling, "Who is the person the organization mentioned?"
"Uh-huh."
Qiu Ling introduced him to Qin Nuo, "This is the pharmacist in the outpatient clinic. Just call him Ah Liang."
Qin Nuo nodded: "Qin Nuo."
Aliang said nothing, walked towards the pharmacy behind the wall, and started busying himself with his work.
Later, more members of the outpatient clinic returned. Their attitude towards Qin Nuo was very indifferent, neither good nor bad. Only Qiu Ling, a girl with a warm personality, talked to Qin Nuo for a few more words.
Although the members of this branch are all ghost controllers in private, they are actually employees of the outpatient clinic on the surface and can complete the duties and responsibilities of each department.
The orders they received regarding Qin Nuo were the same, which was to receive him and ensure the safety of the target.
It was approaching dusk.
The last two people came back from the outpatient clinic.
The so-called Sister Meng and Brother Yu.
It was indeed a man and a woman.
But what made Qin Nuo look strange was that Sister Meng was a child less than ten years old.
Brother Yu is an octogenarian in his seventies or eighties.
This... calling each other brother and sister doesn't seem quite right, right?
Sister Meng bit her lollipop and looked at Qin Nuo with a childlike innocence: "Your name is Qin Nuo?"
"I am." Qin Nuo looked at the little girl who was only as tall as his knees. He felt a little uncomfortable when asked this question.
"Please take good care of me. Everyone has greeted you, right? From now on, we will all be a family."
"Although our branch is relatively small, the atmosphere is definitely the best." Sister Meng said with a smile.
Qin Nuo glanced at the expressions of Aliang and the others, and forced a smile: "Really?"
Sister Meng wanted to say something, but turned to Qiu Ling and said, "Hold me to pee. Didn't you say you'd get me a small toilet? It's so high, I can't even reach it!"
Qiu Ling was used to it, so she picked up Sister Meng's little girl and ran into the corridor.
On the other side, Yu Ge was not very interested in Qin Nuo. He walked slowly to the living room, sat on the sofa, patted his back, looked weak and unable to take care of himself, and asked Aliang to play TV.
As it was getting dark, all the members of the branch returned.
It looked normal, but Qin Nuo felt something was wrong and couldn't bring himself to do it.
The day passed simply like this.
After washing up and lying down in the room, Qin Nuo felt inexplicably insomniac and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
He was inexplicably anxious, but he didn't know what he was anxious about.
Maybe he was worried about Qin Yushi's current situation, or maybe he was anxious to solve the mystery of the flesh and blood fragments, or maybe he was wondering why those overseas players were looking for him?
Being upset will make people impatient.
This is how Qin Nuo feels now.
Staying here is obviously a waste of time.
The appearance of the horror domain always gave him a very uneasy feeling.
…
Late at night, the bustling city becomes quiet.
Although the streets and alleys are illuminated by street lamps, there are still places that are swallowed by darkness.
From an alley came the terrifying sound of hustle and bustle.
A moment later, George walked out of the darkness, and the creepy red light in his blood-red eyes gradually faded away.
His expression was a little crazy, his eyes were trembling, but he gradually regained his composure. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his fingers. His clothes were covered with blood and minced meat.
He grinned, "It was delicious, but it was too short-lived."
Mihawk on the side looked at his slovenly appearance with obvious disgust on his face.
Behind him, another man walked out. He was ragged and had a severe hunchback. As soon as he came out, he coughed violently twice, and a large amount of black blood came out of his mouth. He looked like he was terminally ill.
Three people appeared, but they didn't communicate with each other. They were all waiting for the person in charge to come out.
Not long after, a man in a suit came over from the entrance of the alley. He was still neatly dressed and his hair was combed meticulously.
After brushing off a bit of dust from his body and smoothing out some wrinkles on the corners of his clothes, the man in the suit asked calmly, "Did you find it?"
"The location has been confirmed."
"No. 1, Lane 6, Yonghe Street, a clinic."
"It's also a branch." The terminally ill man spoke hoarsely, his eyes lifeless, and he was dying.
George's expression was filled with intense curiosity: "So, what is it going to be used this time?"
The man in the suit had a calm expression and spoke slowly, "Although it's a small branch, there are still some difficult guys."
"So, this time, use this to clear them out."
As he spoke, the man in the suit had something extra in his hand.
A white silk.
Ordinary, white silk swaying in the wind...
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