Chapter 1180

When Lin Sanjiu buried her face in the pile of documents with frustration, she really hoped that all this was a dream. If she had known this, she might as well have converted to mushroom society... She let out a low moan from her throat and put the puppet master's documents into the card library.

She read every word several times, but the more she read it, the more frustrating it became.

The puppet master really lost his head; She had guessed this for a long time, but she couldn't help hoping that he would at least have a nose and chin. However, according to the description of the document, the man had no neck at all, and the supreme commander of the body became the collarbone. Because his injury is too unique and serious, compared with the 8-point debt Lin Sanjiu owes, his admission fee alone is as high as 29 points; Fortunately, he is a puppet master, and he has nothing to worry about - "the hospital has collected enough collateral as the admission fee to maintain his life."

Worse news is yet to come.

Without a head, it is not "lava wound repair cream" that can recover. He obviously needs a series of complex medical processes, such as "skull reconstruction surgery", "appearance repair", and so on. He has to grow his head first before he can talk about high-efficiency nutrient solution and so on; The overall cost is "several attending physicians will discuss and propose treatment plans after obtaining the consent of their families, and then give approximate estimates".

Yes, this is also a special place on the Puppeteer's admission form: he needs "the consent of his family".

Why? Because this person is lying in the ICU now, unaware and unconscious. That's right. Her head is gone. It's good to just be ignorant - but where can she find the family of his mother puppet master? Also, where is ICU?

Oh, Lin Sanjiu patted her forehead, and she forgot a little. The price of ICU is twice that of the ward, and we can't choose whether to continue renting or not. After all, the puppet master can't make his own decisions if he wants to; So every round of the game, his debt will be added 10 points.

In other words, he hasn't moved at present, and now he owes 49 o'clock.

As a subconscious representative, Teacher Yi has begun to find a way out: "you have nothing to do with him, I think, this responsibility doesn't have to take the initiative on yourself, not to mention that you are also a mud Bodhisattva crossing the river..."

Lin Sanjiu waved weakly, ignoring his subconscious.

The next admission form is from Bohemia - under the same red chapter, her photo also looks unhappy and her mouth pouts like a catfish.

"It's OK, it's OK," Lin Sanjiu looked at it, loosened his shoulder, and breathed out a long breath. "She owes 8 o'clock, just like me... Oh, she's missing a right hand, and her arm is still there."

"Look at the ward number?" Teacher Yi urged, as if she didn't know what it seemed.

"There is no ward number at all." Lin Sanjiu turned it over several times, and then picked up yuan Xiangxi's document and compared it again: "not only her, but also every patient has no ward number."

Next, she probably browsed the admission registration forms of Yajiang and xiaoweixing. Their debts varied, but they were also similar. It was not until the end that she picked up her admission form.

A picture of her head, which was secretly photographed at some time, was half pasted on the admission form and was about to fall off, looking back at her as if she was a little surprised.

"The patient, together with another unidentified man, ransacked the toll office, attacked the guard, and invaded the underground management of the hospital... The hospital has ruled on them." Different from the words printed above, this paragraph of writing is very scrawly, and it should be written in a hurry. Is that female NPC just writing this paragraph in the office?

She meditated here and turned a page; Unexpectedly, "this file is useless?" Lin Sanjiu frowned, "they don't want it? Why?"

Then she thought of the greatest possibility.

"Is it the red faced man..." Teacher Yi murmured first, "she may have suffered something unexpected in his hand. After all, two rounds of the game have passed, and anything can happen for such a long time."

If the patient dies, the admission registration form is naturally useless.

"Alas," Teacher Yi sighed. As a representative of the subconscious, she regretted without hesitation: "thanks to you, you also stuffed the painter into her net pocket, wasting a great special object."

"Go to heizeji first," Lin Sanjiu put the documents back together again, temporarily suppressing the disturbing idea. "This is the most important thing at present... I hope he has not been turned into NPC."

Since we want to turn people into employees, is it possible that people are in places like the "human resources department"?

Before going out, she didn't forget to swallow another candy. Now the hospital probably thought she was dead, and half of the guards were removed, which greatly reduced the risk; Lin Sanjiu finally found the human resources department according to the instructions on the corridor sign, but there were only two empty and dark offices to meet her.

Sighing, she held back her disappointment. Just as she was about to turn around and go out, she heard a dull rumble from the corridor, like the sound of heavy wheels rolling on the ground - a sound she had heard once before.