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"Ah..." A dry groan came from behind the curtain. It should have been from the owner of that hand.
Generally speaking, if the protagonist in a horror film encounters this situation, he is likely to scream in fear and sit down when his legs are soft.
But Feng was so calm that his reasoning never stopped
"The wrinkles on the left hand and the back of the hand are obvious, and the nails are dry and thick. It looks like the hand of the elderly, but the grip strength is amazing. There are a lot of puncture marks near the skin and veins, indicating perennial infusion. It's no coincidence that my skin color is abnormally white and smells of formalin, and I can grasp my wrist accurately through the curtain... "
Brother Jue's eyes turned and his mind moved.
At the moment, he had three plans in his mind: first, to pick up the folding knife and stab it; second, to twist his backhand and pull out the other side and then fall over his shoulder; third, to open the curtain and look at it
Considering that his current combat effectiveness is no different from that of ordinary people Finally, I chose a more secure way. So he held out his other hand (the knife was still in his hand), held the long curtain beside the bed with his index finger and thumb, and pulled it horizontally.
Ho ho
The plastic ring at the top of the hanging curtain is sliding on the iron bar, making a strange sound.
The people on the sickbed soon appeared in front of the eyes of the blind
On the whole, it was a corpse like old man. He was lying on his back in a pale blue suit, pale and stiff.
At first sight, brother Jue knew that this man was not a "living man". Because there are hundreds of infusion tubes on the old man's body surface
The ends of the pipes are all connected to the wall above the head of the bed, and black liquid still flows in the pipes. The needles at the front end of the infusion tube are all 90 degrees into the skin of the old man, almost covering his whole body. The positions of the needles are: forehead, neck, trunk (across the clothes), sole plate, etc. It's just like inserting pipes in these places. The most amazing thing is Even on his two eyeballs. They're all plugged in That's the real "pain in the eyes".
"Er..." The old man held brother Jue's wrist and slowly turned around. Although there were needles in his two eyeballs, he still "looked" at brother Jue and said, "thirsty I'm so thirsty... "
"Old man." "Can you take medicine without injection, can you inject without infusion?" said Feng unconsciously? How many times has the World Health Organization emphasized... "
"Thirsty..." The old man ignored him and went on with his lines.
Feng can't help sighing and follows the NPC's routine: "OK Can I get you some water? "
"I want to drink Iced beer... " The old man replied.
"Uncle. Have you ever heard of "more liver is needed?" "Is it right for you to drink alcohol?" Feng said He looked up at the wall above the head of the bed What is it that flows from the wall to your body? Oil or coke? "
"Dr Pepper..." The old man replied.
"That's really hard for you..." Seal not to feel the corner of the mouth twitch to read a way.
(Dr. Pepper is the name of a soft drink. Its English name is Dr. Pepper, which translates into Dr. pengquan, Dr. Piper, etc. The drink has a large number of loyal supporters around the world with its unique taste. Its taste is very delicate, and it is teased as "agnostic drink" in South Park.)
"I want to drink Iced beer... " The old man repeated again.
"Well I see... " During the dialogue, Feng unconsciously tried to pull the other person's hand away, but it failed. Therefore, he can basically judge that this is a branch task that must be taken once triggered, "I'll get it for you."
"Thank you Thank you The old man heard that. Then he released brother Jue's wrist.
At the same time, the system prompts: "branch task triggered"
in the task bar, a new line of instructions has been added: "buy a bottle of iced beer in the vending machine in the dining hall, and bring it to Mr. Harper in room 216. ]
"Oh. You are Mr. Harper, aren't you... " Feng unconsciously looked at the game menu and said to the old man in front of him, "can you tell me by the way. How can I get to the restaurant? "
"Thirsty So thirsty... " Harper ignored juega's problem and groaned in a low voice.
"Well Very good. " Feng can't help shaking the scratched wrist, shrugs and reads, "there's no hint at all. He's so funny."
Although I was forced to take on the branch line task, I still hesitated to finish it.
"In theory, I stayed in this room until dawn, so I went through the customs..." However, judging from the urination of this script, I should not be allowed to stay in the same place for too long. If you stay in the corridor for too long, it will lead to Chad. If you stay in the ward for too long, it may lead to something else... "
By the time he thought about it, he had reached the second sickbed, the one next to Mr. Harper.
This time, even though Feng didn't realize it, he simply pulled the curtain open. But this bed is empty.
"Hum Can I be fooled like this? " Brother Jue sneered and took out his sunglasses.
In the next five minutes, he looked up and down, left, right, left and right, and every corner of the whole bed with sunglasses and naked eyes. He had seen, touched and smelled the sheets over and over again, and almost put them in his mouth to taste After that, he still hasn't stopped beating on the bed bracket with a folding knife to see if there is a key or something in it.
At last, after all this trouble and a lot of energy, he finally confirmed This is just an empty bed as a decoration of the scene.
"OK, next." Brother Jue didn't care about it. Even though he was doing no hard work, he was enjoying it.
"Hey, I said, man." Just as Feng was about to go to the third bed, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him, which sounded like a middle-aged man's voice, "here I am, behind you."
Feng doesn't realize that he turns around and follows the reputation. The voice came from the bed in the middle of the other side of the room. The bed was also draped tightly.
"Are you calling me?" Brother Jue asked tentatively.
"That's right." The voice replied, "can you come here for a moment?"
"Good." Feng didn't realize he was talking, so he crept over. When he got close to a certain distance, he suddenly reached out, quickly pulled the curtain in front of the bed, and shrank back like lightning.
"What are you doing?" The middle-aged uncle sitting on the bed looked at brother Jue and said: "is this boy sick?"
Feng unconsciously looked at each other up and down, and immediately asked, "er Are you a vampire
he would as like as two peas, because the other side's features are quite obvious, and that face is basically the same as the classic vampire image of Disney cartoon. White face, red lips, back, fangs. The face is thin and the temperament is cold. If the goods are wearing a suit instead of a sick suit now, Jue Ge won't even ask
"Hey, boy, that's not polite, you know?" The vampire replied, "are you racist?"
"No, no, No When I didn't say it. " Feng can't help shaking his head.
"My name is Richard Sutherland. You can call me count." Said the count.
"Don't listen to his bullshit." Another shrill voice came from the bed on the count's right, the one opposite Mr. Harper. "He's not a count."
"Shut up! You drunkard! " Cried the count to his side.
The voice, known as the "drunkard," replied: "earls have castles! Do you have one? "
"This is bullshit!" The count replied, "who stipulated it?"
"That's all!" The drunkard replied.
While they were arguing. Seal already moved a few steps sideways, pulled the curtain of "drunkard" bedside along the way.
On the bed, sat a green skin, the stature extremely short creature, he pointed nose tip ear. Big eyes and big mouth, no doubt He's a goblin. What's more, he was wearing a suit of sick clothes.
"What? Don't you know how to respect others? " When the curtain opened, nablin cried to Feng.
"I'm sorry I didn't think of a person who eavesdropped and joined others in conversation. Even pay attention. " Feng unconsciously refuted the other side with a powerful point of view.
"Er..." There was silence in that columbington.
"Ha ha..." The count smiled. "Eat up! Victor, you have today! "
"Oh Your name is Victor? " Feng unconsciously took the lead and asked.
"It's the great Victor ridsworks!" Victor replied. "A household trade tycoon!"
"He's just smuggling all kinds of wine and arms." The count was tearing down the table.
"Don't be wordy! You hypocrite
"Shut up! You black speculator! "
They soon quarreled with each other again.
Feng could not help sighing and watched for a long time. When the two people's speaking frequency slowed down a little, he said to the count: "so What are you asking me to do? "
"Oh, yes." The count turned around and said, "are you going to help Harper with the beer? I want you to go to the blood bank by the way and bring me some blood plasma. It's better to be type B. It doesn't need much. Two bags are enough. "
"Ha?" Feng replied feebly, "if you want to suck blood Isn't there a ready-made goblin next to you? "
"Hey!" Victor made a cry of discontent.
"It's too barbaric. It's animal behavior to draw blood directly from living things." The count looked at chueh-o with puzzled eyes. "Young man, have you seen too many violent movies?"
"Ah Ha ha... " "In a sense, your answer is quite reassuring to me."
"Oh! By the way, if you want to go to the blood bank, please help me bring something back. " Victor then added, "yesterday, I lost a key. I guess it was lost in the pediatric emergency room on the first floor. If you can help me find it, I can pay you a lot! "
"No problem!" I agreed to it, victo
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"Ah..." A dry groan came from behind the curtain. It should have been from the owner of that hand.
Generally speaking, if the protagonist in a horror film encounters this situation, he is likely to scream in fear and sit down when his legs are soft.
But Feng was so calm that his reasoning never stopped
"The wrinkles on the left hand and the back of the hand are obvious, and the nails are dry and thick. It looks like the hand of the elderly, but the grip strength is amazing. There are a lot of puncture marks near the skin and veins, indicating perennial infusion. It's no coincidence that my skin color is abnormally white and smells of formalin, and I can grasp my wrist accurately through the curtain... "
Brother Jue's eyes turned and his mind moved.
At the moment, he had three plans in his mind: first, to pick up the folding knife and stab it; second, to twist his backhand and pull out the other side and then fall over his shoulder; third, to open the curtain and look at it
Considering that his current combat effectiveness is no different from that of ordinary people Finally, I chose a more secure way. So he held out his other hand (the knife was still in his hand), held the long curtain beside the bed with his index finger and thumb, and pulled it horizontally.
Ho ho
The plastic ring at the top of the hanging curtain is sliding on the iron bar, making a strange sound.
The people on the sickbed soon appeared in front of the eyes of the blind
On the whole, it was a corpse like old man. He was lying on his back in a pale blue suit, pale and stiff.
At first sight, brother Jue knew that this man was not a "living man". Because there are hundreds of infusion tubes on the old man's body surface
The ends of the pipes are all connected to the wall above the head of the bed, and black liquid still flows in the pipes. The needles at the front end of the infusion tube are all 90 degrees into the skin of the old man, almost covering his whole body. The positions of the needles are: forehead, neck, trunk (across the clothes), sole plate, etc. It's just like inserting pipes in these places. The most amazing thing is Even on his two eyeballs. They're all plugged in That's the real "pain in the eyes".
"Er..." The old man held brother Jue's wrist and slowly turned around. Although there were needles in his two eyeballs, he still "looked" at brother Jue and said, "thirsty I'm so thirsty... "
"Old man." "Can you take medicine without injection, can you inject without infusion?" said Feng unconsciously? How many times has the World Health Organization emphasized... "
"Thirsty..." The old man ignored him and went on with his lines.
Feng can't help sighing and follows the NPC's routine: "OK Can I get you some water? "
"I want to drink Iced beer... " The old man replied.
"Uncle. Have you ever heard of "more liver is needed?" "Is it right for you to drink alcohol?" Feng said He looked up at the wall above the head of the bed What is it that flows from the wall to your body? Oil or coke? "
"Dr Pepper..." The old man replied.
"That's really hard for you..." Seal not to feel the corner of the mouth twitch to read a way.
(Dr. Pepper is the name of a soft drink. Its English name is Dr. Pepper, which translates into Dr. pengquan, Dr. Piper, etc. The drink has a large number of loyal supporters around the world with its unique taste. Its taste is very delicate, and it is teased as "agnostic drink" in South Park.)
"I want to drink Iced beer... " The old man repeated again.
"Well I see... " During the dialogue, Feng unconsciously tried to pull the other person's hand away, but it failed. Therefore, he can basically judge that this is a branch task that must be taken once triggered, "I'll get it for you."
"Thank you Thank you The old man heard that. Then he released brother Jue's wrist.
At the same time, the system prompts: "branch task triggered"
in the task bar, a new line of instructions has been added: "buy a bottle of iced beer in the vending machine in the dining hall, and bring it to Mr. Harper in room 216. ]
"Oh. You are Mr. Harper, aren't you... " Feng unconsciously looked at the game menu and said to the old man in front of him, "can you tell me by the way. How can I get to the restaurant? "
"Thirsty So thirsty... " Harper ignored juega's problem and groaned in a low voice.
"Well Very good. " Feng can't help shaking the scratched wrist, shrugs and reads, "there's no hint at all. He's so funny."
Although I was forced to take on the branch line task, I still hesitated to finish it.
"In theory, I stayed in this room until dawn, so I went through the customs..." However, judging from the urination of this script, I should not be allowed to stay in the same place for too long. If you stay in the corridor for too long, it will lead to Chad. If you stay in the ward for too long, it may lead to something else... "
By the time he thought about it, he had reached the second sickbed, the one next to Mr. Harper.
This time, even though Feng didn't realize it, he simply pulled the curtain open. But this bed is empty.
"Hum Can I be fooled like this? " Brother Jue sneered and took out his sunglasses.
In the next five minutes, he looked up and down, left, right, left and right, and every corner of the whole bed with sunglasses and naked eyes. He had seen, touched and smelled the sheets over and over again, and almost put them in his mouth to taste After that, he still hasn't stopped beating on the bed bracket with a folding knife to see if there is a key or something in it.
At last, after all this trouble and a lot of energy, he finally confirmed This is just an empty bed as a decoration of the scene.
"OK, next." Brother Jue didn't care about it. Even though he was doing no hard work, he was enjoying it.
"Hey, I said, man." Just as Feng was about to go to the third bed, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him, which sounded like a middle-aged man's voice, "here I am, behind you."
Feng doesn't realize that he turns around and follows the reputation. The voice came from the bed in the middle of the other side of the room. The bed was also draped tightly.
"Are you calling me?" Brother Jue asked tentatively.
"That's right." The voice replied, "can you come here for a moment?"
"Good." Feng didn't realize he was talking, so he crept over. When he got close to a certain distance, he suddenly reached out, quickly pulled the curtain in front of the bed, and shrank back like lightning.
"What are you doing?" The middle-aged uncle sitting on the bed looked at brother Jue and said: "is this boy sick?"
Feng unconsciously looked at each other up and down, and immediately asked, "er Are you a vampire
he would as like as two peas, because the other side's features are quite obvious, and that face is basically the same as the classic vampire image of Disney cartoon. White face, red lips, back, fangs. The face is thin and the temperament is cold. If the goods are wearing a suit instead of a sick suit now, Jue Ge won't even ask
"Hey, boy, that's not polite, you know?" The vampire replied, "are you racist?"
"No, no, No When I didn't say it. " Feng can't help shaking his head.
"My name is Richard Sutherland. You can call me count." Said the count.
"Don't listen to his bullshit." Another shrill voice came from the bed on the count's right, the one opposite Mr. Harper. "He's not a count."
"Shut up! You drunkard! " Cried the count to his side.
The voice, known as the "drunkard," replied: "earls have castles! Do you have one? "
"This is bullshit!" The count replied, "who stipulated it?"
"That's all!" The drunkard replied.
While they were arguing. Seal already moved a few steps sideways, pulled the curtain of "drunkard" bedside along the way.
On the bed, sat a green skin, the stature extremely short creature, he pointed nose tip ear. Big eyes and big mouth, no doubt He's a goblin. What's more, he was wearing a suit of sick clothes.
"What? Don't you know how to respect others? " When the curtain opened, nablin cried to Feng.
"I'm sorry I didn't think of a person who eavesdropped and joined others in conversation. Even pay attention. " Feng unconsciously refuted the other side with a powerful point of view.
"Er..." There was silence in that columbington.
"Ha ha..." The count smiled. "Eat up! Victor, you have today! "
"Oh Your name is Victor? " Feng unconsciously took the lead and asked.
"It's the great Victor ridsworks!" Victor replied. "A household trade tycoon!"
"He's just smuggling all kinds of wine and arms." The count was tearing down the table.
"Don't be wordy! You hypocrite
"Shut up! You black speculator! "
They soon quarreled with each other again.
Feng could not help sighing and watched for a long time. When the two people's speaking frequency slowed down a little, he said to the count: "so What are you asking me to do? "
"Oh, yes." The count turned around and said, "are you going to help Harper with the beer? I want you to go to the blood bank by the way and bring me some blood plasma. It's better to be type B. It doesn't need much. Two bags are enough. "
"Ha?" Feng replied feebly, "if you want to suck blood Isn't there a ready-made goblin next to you? "
"Hey!" Victor made a cry of discontent.
"It's too barbaric. It's animal behavior to draw blood directly from living things." The count looked at chueh-o with puzzled eyes. "Young man, have you seen too many violent movies?"
"Ah Ha ha... " "In a sense, your answer is quite reassuring to me."
"Oh! By the way, if you want to go to the blood bank, please help me bring something back. " Victor then added, "yesterday, I lost a key. I guess it was lost in the pediatric emergency room on the first floor. If you can help me find it, I can pay you a lot! "
"No problem!" I agreed to it, victo
"Ah..." A dry groan came from behind the curtain. It should have been from the owner of that hand. Generally speaking, if the protagonist in a horror film encounters this situation, he is likely to scream in fear and sit down when his legs are soft. But Feng was so calm that his reasoning never stopped "The wrinkles on the left hand and the back of the hand are obvious, and the nails are dry and thick. It looks like the hand of the elderly, but the grip strength is amazing. There are a lot of puncture marks near the skin and veins, indicating perennial infusion. It's no coincidence that my skin color is abnormally white and smells of formalin, and I can grasp my wrist accurately through the curtain... " Brother Jue's eyes turned and his mind moved. At the moment, he had three plans in his mind: first, to pick up the folding knife and stab it; second, to twist his backhand and pull out the other side and then fall over his shoulder; third, to open the curtain and look at it Considering that his current combat effectiveness is no different from that of ordinary people Finally, I chose a more secure way. So he held out his other hand the knife was still in his hand, held the long curtain beside the bed with his index finger and thumb, and pulled it horizontally. Ho ho The plastic ring at the top of the hanging curtain is sliding on the iron bar, making a strange sound. The people on the sickbed soon appeared in front of the eyes of the blind On the whole, it was a corpse like old man. He was lying on his back in a pale blue suit, pale and stiff. At first sight, brother Jue knew that this man was not a "living man". Because there are hundreds of infusion tubes on the old man's body surface The ends of the pipes are all connected to the wall above the head of the bed, and black liquid still flows in the pipes. The needles at the front end of the infusion tube are all 90 degrees into the skin of the old man, almost covering his whole body. The positions of the needles are: forehead, neck, trunk across the clothes, sole plate, etc. It's just like inserting pipes in these places. The most amazing thing is Even on his two eyeballs. They're all plugged in That's the real "pain in the eyes". "Er..." The old man held brother Jue's wrist and slowly turned around. Although there were needles in his two eyeballs, he still "looked" at brother Jue and said, "thirsty I'm so thirsty... " "Old man." "Can you take medicine without injection, can you inject without infusion?" said Feng unconsciously? How many times has the World Health Organization emphasized... " "Thirsty..." The old man ignored him and went on with his lines. Feng can't help sighing and follows the NPC's routine: "OK Can I get you some water? " "I want to drink Iced beer... " The old man replied. "Uncle. Have you ever heard of "more liver is needed?" "Is it right for you to drink alcohol?" Feng said He looked up at the wall above the head of the bed What is it that flows from the wall to your body? Oil or coke? " "Dr Pepper..." The old man replied. "That's really hard for you..." Seal not to feel the corner of the mouth twitch to read a way. Dr. Pepper is the name of a soft drink. Its English name is Dr. Pepper, which translates into Dr. pengquan, Dr. Piper, etc. The drink has a large number of loyal supporters around the world with its unique taste. Its taste is very delicate, and it is teased as "agnostic drink" in South Park. "I want to drink Iced beer... " The old man repeated again. "Well I see... " During the dialogue, Feng unconsciously tried to pull the other person's hand away, but it failed. Therefore, he can basically judge that this is a branch task that must be taken once triggered, "I'll get it for you." "Thank you Thank you The old man heard that. Then he released brother Jue's wrist. At the same time, the system prompts: "branch task triggered" in the task bar, a new line of instructions has been added: "buy a bottle of iced beer in the vending machine in the dining hall, and bring it to Mr. Harper in room 216. "Oh. You are Mr. Harper, aren't you... " Feng unconsciously looked at the game menu and said to the old man in front of him, "can you tell me by the way. How can I get to the restaurant? " "Thirsty So thirsty... " Harper ignored juega's problem and groaned in a low voice. "Well Very good. " Feng can't help shaking the scratched wrist, shrugs and reads, "there's no hint at all. He's so funny." Although I was forced to take on the branch line task, I still hesitated to finish it. "In theory, I stayed in this room until dawn, so I went through the customs..." However, judging from the urination of this script, I should not be allowed to stay in the same place for too long. If you stay in the corridor for too long, it will lead to Chad. If you stay in the ward for too long, it may lead to something else... " By the time he thought about it, he had reached the second sickbed, the one next to Mr. Harper. This time, even though Feng didn't realize it, he simply pulled the curtain open. But this bed is empty. "Hum Can I be fooled like this? " Brother Jue sneered and took out his sunglasses. In the next five minutes, he looked up and down, left, right, left and right, and every corner of the whole bed with sunglasses and naked eyes. He had seen, touched and smelled the sheets over and over again, and almost put them in his mouth to taste After that, he still hasn't stopped beating on the bed bracket with a folding knife to see if there is a key or something in it. At last, after all this trouble and a lot of energy, he finally confirmed This is just an empty bed as a decoration of the scene. "OK, next." Brother Jue didn't care about it. Even though he was doing no hard work, he was enjoying it. "Hey, I said, man." Just as Feng was about to go to the third bed, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him, which sounded like a middle-aged man's voice, "here I am, behind you." Feng doesn't realize that he turns around and follows the reputation. The voice came from the bed in the middle of the other side of the room. The bed was also draped tightly. "Are you calling me?" Brother Jue asked tentatively. "That's right." The voice replied, "can you come here for a moment?" "Good." Feng didn't realize he was talking, so he crept over. When he got close to a certain distance, he suddenly reached out, quickly pulled the curtain in front of the bed, and shrank back like lightning. "What are you doing?" The middle-aged uncle sitting on the bed looked at brother Jue and said: "is this boy sick?" Feng unconsciously looked at each other up and down, and immediately asked, "er Are you a vampire he would as like as two peas, because the other side's features are quite obvious, and that face is basically the same as the classic vampire image of Disney cartoon. White face, red lips, back, fangs. The face is thin and the temperament is cold. If the goods are wearing a suit instead of a sick suit now, Jue Ge won't even ask "Hey, boy, that's not polite, you know?" The vampire replied, "are you racist?" "No, no, No When I didn't say it. " Feng can't help shaking his head. "My name is Richard Sutherland. You can call me count." Said the count. "Don't listen to his bullshit." Another shrill voice came from the bed on the count's right, the one opposite Mr. Harper. "He's not a count." "Shut up! You drunkard! " Cried the count to his side. The voice, known as the "drunkard," replied: "earls have castles! Do you have one? " "This is bullshit!" The count replied, "who stipulated it?" "That's all!" The drunkard replied. While they were arguing. Seal already moved a few steps sideways, pulled the curtain of "drunkard" bedside along the way. On the bed, sat a green skin, the stature extremely short creature, he pointed nose tip ear. Big eyes and big mouth, no doubt He's a goblin. What's more, he was wearing a suit of sick clothes. "What? Don't you know how to respect others? " When the curtain opened, nablin cried to Feng. "I'm sorry I didn't think of a person who eavesdropped and joined others in conversation. Even pay attention. " Feng unconsciously refuted the other side with a powerful point of view. "Er..." There was silence in that columbington. "Ha ha..." The count smiled. "Eat up! Victor, you have today! " "Oh Your name is Victor? " Feng unconsciously took the lead and asked. "It's the great Victor ridsworks!" Victor replied. "A household trade tycoon!" "He's just smuggling all kinds of wine and arms." The count was tearing down the table. "Don't be wordy! You hypocrite "Shut up! You black speculator! " They soon quarreled with each other again. Feng could not help sighing and watched for a long time. When the two people's speaking frequency slowed down a little, he said to the count: "so What are you asking me to do? " "Oh, yes." The count turned around and said, "are you going to help Harper with the beer? I want you to go to the blood bank by the way and bring me some blood plasma. It's better to be type B. It doesn't need much. Two bags are enough. " "Ha?" Feng replied feebly, "if you want to suck blood Isn't there a ready-made goblin next to you? " "Hey!" Victor made a cry of discontent. "It's too barbaric. It's animal behavior to draw blood directly from living things." The count looked at chueh-o with puzzled eyes. "Young man, have you seen too many violent movies?" "Ah Ha ha... " "In a sense, your answer is quite reassuring to me." "Oh! By the way, if you want to go to the blood bank, please help me bring something back. " Victor then added, "yesterday, I lost a key. I guess it was lost in the pediatric emergency room on the first floor. If you can help me find it, I can pay you a lot! " "No problem!" I agreed to it, victo
