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[Volume 1] Chapter 889: A Chinese Ghost Story Shameless H Version 6

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Yesterday I went to Q City to visit a friend who was injured and hospitalized.The cars and horses were exhausted, and it was already evening when they arrived at the hospital. The hall was empty and there were very few people. Only a few staff who looked like nurses were working hard inside the glass windows.I guess this hospital is also doing some kind of energy saving and emission reduction work. In the hall, only the central lighting is turned on, and the surrounding area is dark.

However, this hall is very square and open, and a little dark makes people feel particularly quiet.The benefits of fewer people are naturally less people - the elevator is very convenient.It just showed that it stopped on the 6th floor. I pressed the up button, and the elevator went straight down to the first floor without stopping.As soon as the elevator doors opened, I frowned in disgust.It's fine if the hall is not bright, but the problem is that the elevator is not bright either!

Ordinary elevators have silver metal walls inside, with plenty of light, and even a small space will not make people feel oppressed, but this elevator is surrounded by the kind of frosted glass that can reflect people's shadows, and the time is distorted and mottled, full of It has a dark and deep texture like a crystal stone, and the old brown carpet underneath, the patterns are all messed up, it is dark, and it does not look like a hospital should be clean and tidy.

I hate it, but I still have to take the elevator. After a long time in the car, I'm already exhausted, so I can't climb the stairs to the eighth floor.I was the only one who wanted to take the elevator, and there were no other passengers in the elevator, only an elevator lady sitting by the door.I couldn't see her face, I saw her with her head down, her long hair covering her shoulders blocked her face, and she was facing the elevator button sideways.

I have never taken an elevator with an elevator lady, and I was slightly surprised.

I entered the elevator and stood inside, politely said to the elevator lady: Please, the eighth floor.

The elevator lady didn't even raise her head, she stretched out a white hand—her hand was really white, and pressed the button for the eighth floor accurately.I am a person who knows how to think differently. Although I am a little dissatisfied with the service attitude of this lady, I put myself in her place and think about it—the work in the elevator is really torturous, the state of being overweight and weightless when going up and down It's the easiest to make people dizzy. If I were to stay in the elevator for a day, let alone not looking up and saying hello to people, it would be nice to be able to sit and press the button.What's even more commendable is that this lady has a specialization in skills, just like ordinary people who learn to type, the goal is touch typing, but there are not many people who can really do full touch typing, and this elevator lady, now also It can be regarded as completely entering the realm of blind pressing.