``By the way, where is Li Duojin?'' Chen Xiaolin remembered the young man who was traveling with him. He had always cared for her so much that she naturally appreciated and loved him. He couldn't bear anything happening to Li Duanen and hoped that the life-saving straw would help him. play a role.

So Chen Xiaolin called the nurse outside the ward and rang the emergency bell set on the wall.

However, what Chen Xiaolin did not expect was that instead of a nurse wearing a white dress and white socks, a group of people dressed in black were waiting. They opened the door to the ward, only to be led in by a short-haired woman. within the parish.

When Chen Xiaolin saw this short-haired woman for the first time, he was first frightened by the large and ugly scar on her face, then deeply surprised by the flawless and beautiful profile, and then felt infinite pity for this imperfect beauty. Felt.

Chen Xiaolin saw the symbol painted on the uniform of a group of black-clad men and guessed that the woman in front of her was from a mysterious group in China.

Since the night of the disaster in Suizhu City two years ago, this mysterious group had been spreading as an urban legend through word of mouth and limited discussion. They actually appear in public and often deal with paranormal phenomena that are scarier and rarer than people realize.

"Mr. Chen, we are all very happy that you woke up safely." Yu Lianyun walked up to Chen Xiaoling and sat down on the chair in front of the other's hospital bed. He held out his hand to the other person and said with a smile. "I hope my face doesn't scare you, my name is Yu" Lian Yun of the mysterious group.

“Hello, Mr. Yu.” Chen Xiaolin had no doubt that he was there. After seeing Yu Lianyun and the others appear, he was excited to live in a luxurious ward, and saw a large number of undisguised surveillance cameras inside the ward. No more questions or surprises during installation.

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