Chapter 1107 The Sixth Ward

"Tell me what's going on."

Lin Qiye was sitting on the swivel chair in the dean's room, with his hands in his pockets, looking at Li Yifei and Braki standing with their heads drooping in front of them, he spoke helplessly.

"It's Brother Bu!" Li Yifei's eyes widened, and he stood up filled with righteous indignation, "When Brother Bu came back that day, his eye circles were red, and he ran around the hospital like crazy, saying... said Qiye, you died in battle, Everyone was frightened, even Brother Monkey and King Jiji were shocked.

Later, Brother Bu talked about the cause and effect of the incident, saying that he saw your overdraft potential with his own eyes, and his soul withered, so we believed it! "

Hearing Li Yifei's accusation, Braki's head lowered lower and lower, like a child who has done something wrong. After Li Yifei finished speaking, he whispered:

"But, but I did see it. When my soul left your body, there was almost no life left in your body. It is impossible to survive such a serious injury..."

Hearing this, Lin Qiye helplessly stretched out his hand to hold his forehead, and waved his hand:

"Okay, okay, I get it, I can't blame you for this matter... Li Yifei, go and explain to the nurses that I'm really not a ghost, let them get back to their mentality and continue with their daily work."

"Okay!! I'll go now!"

Li Yifei turned around and walked out of the dean's room, closing the door, and the two people in the room heard a loud voice coming from outside the door:

"What are you still doing here in a daze?! The dean is not dead!! It's not a manifestation! Qiye is alive and well! I wiped away my tears! Burn all the white hats and white belts on my head, and I can't keep a single one , the whole hospital needs to be cleaned, and this place... His grandma's, who threw so much paper money on the ground! Clean it up for me!"

As the house fell into chaos, Lin Qiye set his sights on Braki again.

"Blaki Healing Progress: 86%"

Seeing the progress bar above his head, Lin Qiye felt a little tired. If he remembered correctly, the last time he saw the progress bar was still at 89%... After such a toss, his healing progress dropped by 3 %.

"Dean, I..."

Braki opened his mouth, as if he wanted to explain something, Lin Qiye stood up and patted him on the shoulder:

"It's okay, it's not your fault, don't take it to heart By the way, how are you and your wife doing recently?"

"It's good, it's still the same as before, but I still miss her more and more..." Brakey scratched his head, and said with some embarrassment, "When can I go back to Asgard to see her? "

"Well...it should be soon."

Lin Qiye vaguely brought up this topic, and after chatting casually for a few words, he let Braki leave the dean's room.

As soon as Braki left, Lin Qiye stepped into the underground prison.

This time, Lin Qiye remembered very clearly that in the underground prison, there was another "mysterious" imprisoned. That tumbler was tortured by Wangcai for so long, and it was time to see the results.

Sure enough, Wangcai did not disappoint Lin Qiye. When he stood at the gate of the prison, he saw that the "mysterious" fear value of the tumbler had already broken through the 100 mark. If Wangcai hadn't been summoned by Lin Qiye to fight, I'm afraid it's almost two hundred now.

After some simple coercion and lure, Lin Qiye successfully hired him as a nurse in the hospital, handed it over to Chaos Rubik's Cube, and joined the cleaning department.

When Lin Qiye finished his work and walked out of the dean's room, he found two figures standing at the door, as if they had been waiting for a long time.

"Brother Monkey? Gilgamesh?"

Sun Wukong stood at the door without saying a word, but stared at Lin Qiye with two glaring golden glows in his eyes!

Under the golden glow, Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes subconsciously, but only a few seconds later, Monkey King withdrew his fiery gaze.

"How is it?" Gilgamesh asked.

Sun Wukong nodded slightly:

"Not corroded by dirty things, nor replaced, it is me."

Lin Qiye stared blankly at the two people in front of him, and asked puzzledly: "Brother Monkey, what are you..."

"It's nothing, just in case." Sun Wukong shook his head, "Braki said you were dead, what's going on?"

Lin Qiye recounted the ins and outs of the incident helplessly, and after hearing this, Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes slightly, "So it's Michael...that's not surprising."

Lin Qiye was about to say something when he saw Monkey King's expression out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly froze in place.

"Brother Monkey...what's the matter with you?"

Lin Qiye asked tentatively.

In front of the dean's room, I saw Sun Wukong wearing half a cassock, standing there like a sculpture, with a rare trance in his eyes.

Monkey King came back to his senses and looked into Lin Qiye's eyes, "You just said... Heavenly Court? The Great Xia God has returned?"

"I'm back." Lin Qiye nodded heavily, "The origin of the Heavenly Court has been restored, all the gods of the Great Xia have returned, and my body is now in the Heavenly Court."

"I'm back... I'm back..."

Hearing Lin Qiye's answer, Sun Wukong's gaze became complicated. He seemed to have lost his soul. He stayed in place for a long time before turning around and walking away alone.

Lin Qiye looked at the lonely figure, and the time silhouette once again appeared in his mind, the helpless figure who knelt in front of the corpses of Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing, roaring into the mist.

He opened his mouth to say something, but after hesitating for a moment, he still didn't say anything.

...

Lin Qiye walked through the busy yard and went straight up the stairs leading to the second floor of the hospital.

Braki sang cheerful ballads downstairs, wanting to counteract the tragic atmosphere brought by the previous mourning songs, Sun Wukong was carrying a wine jar, sitting alone in a corner drinking, while Gilgamesh wandered somewhere .

While the entire hospital was busy cleaning up the site, the floors where the six wards were located were empty and dead silent.

Lin Qiye was wearing a white coat and walked to the door of the sixth ward. The drowsy sky rolled behind him, and the faint light from the sky cast his shadow on the door of the ward.

Lin Qiye raised his head and glanced at the door sign above the ward, which clearly outlined the appearance of a book, but because the font on the book was too small, it was impossible to distinguish which two words it was even from such a close distance.

Book?

Which god is related to books?

So far, the gods of Greek mythology, English mythology, Norse mythology, Great Xia mythology, and Sumerian mythology have all appeared. From this, it can be inferred that there should not be many choices for the gods of the patients in the last ward.

Lin Qiye shook his head, didn't think any more, but put his hand on the doorknob and pressed it down hard.

It's useless to think too much, as long as the door is opened, the identity of the last patient will be revealed naturally.

As the door of the ward opened, endless holy and warm white light poured out from the crack in the door...