After the heroine of the sadistic novel enters the escape game

Behind the inpatient building is a large open-air garden, which is full of all kinds of flowers that should not bloom at the same time, such as peach blossoms, chrysanthemums, sunflowers, roses...

The paths in between are intricate and intricate, like a maze.

Su Fuqing held Zhao Zheng's hand and walked on a small road, followed by Xiao He.

She was debating whether to knock the person unconscious or throw him away.

Forget it, let's be civilized on the first day.

Seeing a bench a few meters ahead, Su Fuqing had an idea. She turned around and said to Xiao He, "Sister Xiao He, Zheng Zheng and I have a little secret to tell you. Can you stay away from us?"

If she couldn't, she would have no choice but to use violence.

Xiao He said expressionlessly: "Oh."

"Then let's go first." Su Fuqing took Zhao Zheng to the bench and sat down.

Looking sideways, Xiao He was still watching them.

"You guys chat, I'll go walk around." Su Linling said.

Su Fuqing nodded.

Zhao Zheng only felt a breeze blowing beside her.

Now they were the only two left.

Su Fuqing raised her chin towards Zhao Zheng: "Okay, now let's talk about how you got to this ghost place."

Zhao Zheng recounted exactly what she had said to Qiao Ningze, and then detailed her experiences since joining the dungeon.

"Lucky spectator, casual player? What a big surprise." Su Fuqing was speechless.

Moreover, have the opportunity to get up close and personal with your favorite/most hated players?

Su Fuqing instantly thought of those two questions.

I knew it was an escape game and I wanted to be a monster.

She asked Zhao Zheng if he had answered, and Zhao Zheng nodded.

Su Fuqing was a little worried about her three roommates and Zhao Jing.

I hope they will not be selected to become the "lucky audience" who will be unlucky for eight lifetimes.

Su Fuqing asked Zhao Zheng which two players he chose at that time.

Zhao Zheng said bravely: "Qiao Ningze and... you."

The favorite player is of course Qiao Ningze, and the player he hates the most is Su Fuqing.

Because Zhao Jing mentioned Su Fuqing's name several times in front of her, she chose her out of anger.

It was impulsive then, but it's certainly not now.

"It's all my brother's fault." Zhao Zheng tried to shift the blame.

"Okay, it's all Zhao Jing's fault." Su Fuqing shrugged.

Zhao Jing, who was watching the live broadcast, said: "My fault, my fault."

[Sure enough, Su Fuqing could tell something was wrong as soon as he heard it. ]

[Why do I think these two people know each other? ]

[no. ]

[This tone is obviously recognition. ]

[Then why does Zhao Zheng hate Su Fuqing the most? ]

[Maybe there was a misunderstanding before. ]

[So Zhao Zheng knew Qiao Ningze and Su Fuqing, and was assigned to the same dungeon with them. ]

[I don’t know whether this luck is good or bad. ]

[......]

"By the way, you just said that Qiao Ningze is also in this copy?" Su Fuqing asked.

Zhao Zheng nodded: "We were originally together, but he was sent back to Ward 203 by Director Jiang."

"So, how do you feel about being paired with your favorite and most hated players?" Su Fuqing joked.

Zhao Zheng covered her face with her hands, her ears turning red: "I actually don't hate you at all, I'm sorry."

Su Fuqing raised her eyebrows: "Okay, no need to apologize to me. If you really feel embarrassed, study hard after you go back."

Zhao Zheng was a little depressed: "Can I still go back?" Suddenly coming to such a dangerous place, she was only a seventeen-year-old girl after all, and she was still scared deep down.

"Why not? Be obedient and my sister will take you out." Su Fuqing bent her fingers and flicked Zhao Zheng's forehead.

"Really?" Zhao Zheng looked at Su Fuqing with wide eyes.

"Really." Su Fuqing promised.

"You..." Zhao Zheng bit her lower lip, tilted her head awkwardly, and said in a muffled voice, "Thank you."

No matter what you say is true or not.

"So you have to study hard when you get back, you know?" Su Fuqing continued.

Zhao Zheng snorted, suddenly feeling like he was being tricked.

But she still replied: "...I know."

[Laughing, Miss Zhao was absent from school for almost half a month, but I didn’t expect that she would actually allow others to go back to class one day. ]

[Zhao Zheng also returned to school a few days ago. ]

[So, why is Su Fuqing so obsessed with whether Zhao Zheng goes to class? ]

[No reason, just love to learn. ]

[Sister Su encourages students to study online. ]

[......]

Zhao Zheng said that she was also receiving an infusion when she woke up, but she pulled it out herself. Moreover, there were only three patients in her ward, and she did not see any family members accompanying her.

Su Fuqing asked: "Is there anything wrong with the other two patients?"

"I didn't pay attention." Zhao Zheng came out in a hurry and had no time to pay attention to other patients.

At first, she had imagined that she could be discharged directly after finding a doctor, but she was soon beaten mercilessly by reality.

After hearing Zhao Zheng's mental journey, Su Fuqing spread his hands helplessly: "You are overthinking. If you enter the hospital in the dungeon, you will still be sick even if you are not sick."

What's more, it's possible that they are really "sick" but they just don't know it.

"Let's go and get some fresh air." Su Fuqing straightened the sleeves of her hospital gown and stood up from the bench.

Her face was rosy and her expression was as calm as ever, not like a sick person at all.

Zhao Zheng followed Su Fuqing obediently, and the two of them continued to stroll in the garden.

Seeing their movements, Xiao He followed them from a distance.

Su Fuqing folded a peach blossom and a few chrysanthemums, holding them all in her hands and observing them for a long time.

Neither flower looks fake.

A flower that originally bloomed in spring and a flower that originally bloomed in autumn bloomed together contrary to the laws of nature. It was really weird.

This hospital may be dominated by an unnatural force or a non-human being.

After walking a long distance, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but ask: "Why are you holding this flower all the time?"

"Take it back and put it next to the bed." Su Fuqing said casually.

Zhao Zheng hesitated: "It's not good to put chrysanthemums next to the bed." And they were white chrysanthemums.

"What's wrong? I don't believe this." Su Fuqing said with an indifferent attitude.

Seeing Zhao Zheng's disapproval, she added: "However, if you have the chance, you can give this flower to Director Jiang."

"Ah?" Zhao Zheng was confused.

Send white chrysanthemums to Director Jiang to curse him to die soon?

In this regard, Su Fuqing gave a good reason: "He has passed away anyway, so sending chrysanthemums is not offensive."

Zhao Zheng thought there was something wrong with his ears: "What do you mean? Director Jiang..."

"Oh, I forgot to tell you that he is not a human being." Su Fuqing then remembered that Zhao Zheng didn't know that Jiang Bo was a ghost, and said quickly.

Zhao Zheng: "..."

Help!

Only then did she realize that she had walked around the gate of hell.