Chapter 59:

The elevator is open from the seventh floor to the fifth floor. Now it is open in front of Xiao Li and Guan Yu. There are only two possibilities.
One is that someone took the elevator down on the seventh floor, just as they pressed the elevator on the fifth floor, so there will be one person in the elevator that opens, and another possibility is that someone took the elevator to the seventh floor before, but It didn't come down, or it was down through the stairs, so the elevator would descend from the seventh floor to the fifth floor. In this case, the elevator should be unmanned.
In the heart of Guan Yu, madly meditating, don't want anyone. When there is no one, the elevator door is completely open, and there is a monster standing inside.
It looks like a patient who is being drunk, wearing a white patient suit, keeping his head down and not seeing his face. But on its right hand side is pushing a small cart with a hanger on it, hanging a bag of empty drops, and the pinhole is still inserted on the back of its right hand, and it is completely in contact with the trolley. Come together.
The pinhole is connected to the hanging tube. The bag of liquid medicine has not been known for many years. The needle should be returned to the blood. At this time, the pipe is filled with blood, not some kind of liquid.
The elevator is still open, and the dim light illuminates the desperate look on Guan Yu's face.
He knew that the elevator in this night, how could the elevator be normal? ! This is just a big ghost, this is really killed by Sherlock -
"I am Guan Yu, I can play three, I can't be afraid..."
The young man meditated on the name of the Guan Erye that he had given himself to encourage himself not to be soft on the spot. His hand had already touched his trouser pocket and was ready to use his life-saving props.
Contrary to his shivering, Xiao Li, he saw the patient in the elevator, fled backwards without fear, and went in.
Xiao Li looked up at the button inside the elevator, and the ghost looked down at him and extended his left hand to him. The left hand was also full of pinholes - Xiao Li said at this time: "Help click on the first floor. ,Thank you."
The drop ghost and its stroller are too big, and the more the hand of Xiao Li, the more they press the button.
Guan Yu: "........."
Why can Sherlock treat the drip as an elevator customer service? !
The ghosts were all stunned. In the eyes of Guan Yu’s fear of the elevator, it actually recovered his left hand and pressed Xiao Li’s button on the
first floor
.
Guan Yu: "..............."
And why is it that you really pressed it? !
The youth outside the door did not move for a long time. The elevator did not sense the presence of the character. Its two doors began to close inward, and the eyes were about to shut Guan Yu out. Xiao Li extended a hand and held the elevator door. , press it back and go back: "Don't come up?"
Guan Yu didn't know if he should cry or laugh. He looked back at the dark corridor behind him, and then looked at the ghosts around Xiao Li. He said with a sigh of relief: "I...I..."
Still not going up, Xia Ge, you can bear it alone.
He hasn't finished the sentence yet. The ghost in the elevator is just as impatient, and he pushes a small cart around him.
The wheel of the trolley rubbed against the elevator and made a harsh sound.
Guan Yu was shocked by it. It looked at Guan Yu’s kind of eyes and made him think that he would be killed immediately if he didn’t go up. He immediately took a deep breath, jumped in, hid behind Xiao Li, and the ghost Pull the longest distance apart.
When the elevator door closed and began to fall, Guan Yu heard that Sherlock turned and asked the ghost: "I was you in the evening, I heard the roller in the clinic building?"
The ghost didn't nod, didn't shake his head, turned his head and stared at his little cart and didn't talk.
Xiao Li continued to ask: "What are you going to the clinic?"
The ghost was a little bit swaying, and it began to sway back and forth, hitting the wall of the elevator from time to time.
Guan Yu was a little afraid of Sherlock's stimulation to the ghost. He gently pulled the hand of Xiao Xiao Li and said softly in his ear: "Sherlock, you are '100,000 why', you just go out and hang out. Don't ask, you are irritating to him."
Xiao Li looked back at him and looked down at Guan Yu’s gaze. The other hand’s hand also had a hanging needle, and a wound was used to seal the place where the hanging needle was inserted. Its impact is moving around.
"Wait, the needles are like this."
Xiao Li frowned like a real doctor. He said, he turned his side and used his hand to hold the shoulder of the ghost. He asked Guan Yu: "Is there a handkerchief?"
No handkerchief, there is a bag of napkins.
Guan Yu closed the wheat, and he took out a bag of napkins from his pocket and handed it to Xiao Li.
Xiao Li pulled out two from the inside, pressed it on the left hand of the ghost, and pulled it out hard, and pulled out the needle that didn’t know how long it had been on the back of the other hand—
The needle fell in the air, and some yellow-green liquid emerged from the needle, ticking and dropping on the elevator floor.
Xiao Li put the napkin on the back of the hand of the ghost: "Take it yourself."
Drip ghost:? ? ?
It stared blankly at the stroller that was forcibly separated, and there was still some time to come back.
Xiao Li asked: "Which ward are you, do you want me to send you back?"
It used the right hand to hold the stroller, and picked up the needle that was constantly shaking in the air, watching the needle fall into silence.
The elevator returned to the first floor from the fifth floor, accompanied by a slap in the air. The electronic sound of the elevator said sweetly: "The first floor is here, please go."
The electronic voice just fell, and the ghosts grabbed the small cart with their right hand, speeding up and pushing away.
The sound of the roller sliding is getting farther and farther. In Guan Yu’s opinion, the ghost is just... and I saw Sherlock’s escape.
The young man turned around and asked Xiao Li: "You are not afraid? These ghosts?"
" Guan Yu, you have to remember, we are doctors, will doctors fear his patients?" Xiao Li walked out of the elevator and walked outside.
Guan Yu keeps up with his pace: "But they are not patients, they are ghosts!"
The young man wore a cap and a few smudged yellow hairs squirmed out of the cap.
Xiao Li reached out and touched his two hairs: "Do you know Hippocratic vows?"
Guan Yu hesitated and said: "I only know the Nightingale oath..."
Xiao Li: "Then Baidu, all patients should be treated equally, and they should not be away from them because their appearance is crippled."
Guan Yu: "..."
But those are really ghosts! Sherlock, you are too deep into the play!
Xiao Li didn't listen to him any more, and waved at him.
He didn't plan to go back to the emergency room, and he didn't plan to go back to the right place to check the room - now it's close to three in the morning, Xiao Li is a little sleepy, ready to go to the doctor's dormitory to find an empty place to sleep for one night.
Guan Yu separated from him at the corner of the dormitory building and walked back to the dormitory in a vain manner.
He feels like he is dreaming. He clearly saw a few horrible and cruel ghosts today, especially the ghosts. Even if he met during the day, he would be scared by the sound of the roller, but with Sherlock, he would This is normal (?) and the limbs are completely back here.
This is simply...
Think carefully.
Guan Yu scratched his head and walked back to his dormitory.
Xiao Li’s hand caught the door of his dormitory, pulled down and opened the door.
Just at the moment of opening, he did not walk in again, because Xiao Li felt that there was another person in his room.
The man did not sit or stand, and he leaned against the wall and waited for him.
Xiao Li licked his lips, he turned on the light, the lights in the dormitory put on the man's face, but did not make him blink.
The man's face is still not exposed, Xiao Huangben has been unusually quiet recently - Xiao Li thought that he was really thinking about his words, did not think that the other party is waiting for him in his dormitory.
The man stood up straight and looked at Xiao Li, his voice showing a little undetectable joy: "You are back."
This sentence makes him sound like a husband waiting for his lover to return late, even if his all-in-one momentum is so amazing.
Xiao Li took a small yellow book from his pocket and placed it on the table forward. He also used his foot to hook the door: "What are you doing here?"
Perhaps this dormitory is too narrow, or maybe the single bed is too narrow, the man's throat is a bit dry, and he reaches out to Xiao Li: "I am afraid that you stay too late, hungry, want to eat supper?"

If Xiao Huangben said some yellow pieces this time, then Xiao Li is likely to kick him a corner after the fatigue of staying up late, but now the other party is talking about the nightingale...
The man gave him a piece of chocolate to feed him: "What do you want to eat?"
Xiao Li bowed his head and tore the packaging of the chocolate. He found that it was the dark chocolate that he had been carrying, and he thought about it.
He wanted to eat a lot of things, and said that he could say a bunch of jingles - but Xiao Li thought about it and finally chose the two most suitable foods. He said: "The milk tea is replenishing energy. This is suitable for barbecue.

Milk tea with a barbecue.
the man:"…………"
He didn't seem to think that Xiao Li would say such a wonderful match, and there was no response at the moment.
Xiao Li found his silence, so he looked up: "Can't you?"
His tone was light, and it sounded a bit disappointing.
The man changed his tone, and he gently persuaded: "It's not impossible, it's just so late, it's not so good, if you like it, I will be next time-"
Before he finished, he looked at Xiao Li and turned his eyes off.
So the man changed his decision without hesitation, and he immediately changed his mind: "...can."

The last time, the next time you eat it, it’s easy to digest.

He said that the whole person disappeared into the darkness, like a teleport.
Xiao Li sat on the edge of the bed and counted the time waiting for the other party to return. Xiao Huangben's speed was very fast, but in ten minutes, he waited for the other party's arrival.
Things appeared on the table in a good way, but the man did not come back.
There is a line of writing on Xiao Huangben: [Like? 】
The author has something to say: Bit Ghost: My body? How did you get rid of my body?

Yesterday was too busy to break a day, I am sorry, five pairs of double compensation for everyone =3=2k