Infinite Flow: Becoming a God in a Nightmare Game

To prove his sincerity, Cheng Cuo shared the information he had obtained with Jiang Qi.

Some of the clues he came up with were similar to those Jiang Qi's.

This is what Lin Wanchu and Lu Xue saw when they returned to the hospital lobby.

Cheng Cuo, who was not familiar with Jiang Qi in the previous instance, is now basically a comrade in the same faction.

Lin Wanchu and Lu Xue could only marvel at how powerful their boss, Jiang, truly was.

The two of them found a daily schedule for the patient.

Just as the two were figuring out how to insert themselves into Jiang Qi's conversation without seeming odd.

Just then, Lu Zhi came in from outside.

He stared coldly at Cheng Cuo's retreating figure, a hint of mockery flickering in his eyes.

His eyes flashed with an undisguised ruthlessness that sent chills down one's spine.

Cheng Cuo felt a chill on his neck and couldn't help but turn around to find the source of that terrifying gaze.

All Cheng Cuo could see were Lu Zhi's dark eyes. He was stunned for a moment and silently walked to the side.

Lu Zhi, who is by Jiang Qi's side, is the one he dares not provoke the most.

Lu Zhi lowered his eyes, concealing the emotions within them.

She smiled again, approached Jiang Qi, and whispered, "Brother, I'm here."

Jiang Qi leaned closer to Lu Zhi and asked in a calm voice, "So, did you find anything?"

"Yes, there's a human-faced tumor growing on that banyan tree outside."

With Lu Zhiyi's arrival, Lin Wanchu and Lu Xue dared not interrupt their conversation.

Jiang Qi learned about the formation of facial tumors, which made him even more disgusted with the hospital.

Jiang Qi, who is so sensitive to eye contact, how could he not have noticed the threat Lu Zhi's gaze was directed at Cheng Cuo?

Thinking of this, Jiang Qi couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.

Lu Zhi covered his dark eyes with his overly long hair, afraid that his gaze would frighten his brother.

But it seems I can't fool my brother.

Jiang Qi brushed aside Lu Zhi's smooth bangs and gently stroked his eyes with his fingers.

They were so close that their breaths mingled together.

Jiang Qi stared at Lu Zhi, his eyes narrowing slightly, a hint of tenderness in them.

It was as if she wanted to capture every emotion in Lu Zhi's eyes.

Lu Zhi waited nervously for Jiang Qi's trial. Seeing the look in his eyes, his brother knew what he was thinking and what he would do.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qi simply flicked Lu Zhi's forehead lightly, as if he were dealing with a naughty child.

Jiang Qi deliberately enunciated the words, making his voice thicker and hoarse, sounding like a laugh and... a seductive whisper.

"Lu Zhi, don't scare people next time."

"Don't worry, I won't be taken away by anyone else."

Lin Wanchu and Lu Xue, watching from behind, felt a pang of jealousy and had no choice but to shift their attention to a quiet corner with their temporary companions.

Lu Zhi's heart finally settled down, and he felt a warm glow inside because of his brother's words.

From then on, their team grew to five people.

Above the wall in the very center of the hall hangs a framed photograph, the person inside in black and white.

Its presence was so strong that all the patients in the lobby could feel the gaze of the people inside.

The task of communicating with the NPCs was naturally left to Cheng Cuo.

The five were not surprised at all when they learned that the black and white photograph was of the hospital director.

When the nurse was asked who the person in the framed photo was, she looked on with admiration and fascination, and she got really excited when the topic came up.

They began to excitedly share the dean's glorious deeds with them.

Including, but not limited to, saying that their hospital director is practically a miracle doctor, and everyone who comes to their hospital recovers quickly and is discharged without any mental problems.

"Our director is the most capable. It's a blessing for Muchun Mental Hospital to have him."

"You patients, as long as you receive proper treatment, I believe you will be able to be discharged from the hospital soon."

This is a black and white photo, like a funeral portrait, hanging in the center, making it even more so.

Lin Wanchu couldn't help but roll her eyes inwardly; she wouldn't be stupid enough to say it out loud.

She wouldn't invite trouble; if she told anyone, the dean would definitely come looking for her that very night.

Jiang Qi wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but the nurse's enthusiastic introduction, the lengthy praise, and the smile on the dean's lips in the photo seemed even deeper.

Seeing this change, Lu Xue felt a chill run down her spine and moved even closer to Lin Wanchu.

Anyway, the dean is definitely not a kind person.

Lin Wanchu held Lu Xue tightly, giving Lu Xue a strong sense of security.

When Cheng Cuo asked other questions, the nurse continued to chatter on about the dean's deeds.

Knowing he couldn't get any more information out of him, Cheng Cuo gave up and helplessly shrugged in Jiang Qi's direction.

Jiang Qi nodded casually at Cheng Cuo's actions, indicating that he understood.

Jiang Qi planned to go to the ward alone to get his things, but in reality, he was going to find the two sisters' mother.

Lin Wanchu and Lu Xue were the last to be able to take out the patient's schedule. Jiang Qi didn't rush to look at it and told them to hold onto it first, and he could look at it later when he came down.

The hospital is so big that they should have enough time to find some clues while Jiang Qi is in the ward.

Qiqi and Qiqi sensed the presence and finally pinpointed the exact location to a ward at the far end of the eighth floor.

In a hospital, the higher the floor of the ward, the more severe the patient's symptoms.

The ninth floor is where the doctors and nurses live.

The elevator does not require swiping a magnetic card to go up, which makes Jiang Qi's movements more convenient.

During his elevator ride with his two sisters, he occasionally encountered nurses.

The nurse didn't find anything strange about the patient's behavior; she simply glanced at Jiang Qi and got off the elevator.

He didn't let Lu Zhi come up with him, but instead gave him a very simple task: to protect the safety of Lin Wanchu and the other two.

Jiang Qi was capable of protecting himself; he simply asked Lu Zhi to keep a closer eye on Lin Wanchu.

At first, Lu Zhi was unwilling, but he reluctantly agreed to Jiang Qi's request later.

As for how Lu Zhi agreed, he would naturally give him a corresponding reward afterward.

Lu Zhi has always been like a well-behaved puppy in Jiang Qi's eyes. Will Jiang Qi like him more because he is so obedient?

As it turned out, Jiang Qi was always happy and spoke very gently whenever he listened to her.

The entertainment lasted long enough for them to search for more clues.

With a "ding," the elevator arrived at the eighth floor.

The higher the floor, the more intense the feeling of coldness.

Jiang Qi stepped into the corridor on the eighth floor, and the elevator doors behind him slowly closed.

The deathly silence seemed to be liberated by his arrival.

Inside the ward, Jiang Qi could hear the patient's screams and cries, and even the sounds of the patient struggling on the bed.

The wards on this floor are much more luxurious than theirs.

The door lock is not ordinary; it requires swiping an ID card to open the ward door.

Sure enough, this is typical of nightmare games.

Even with Qiqi and Qiqi's help, and even after finding the exact location, it wouldn't be so easy for the mother and daughter to meet.

Upon reaching the end of the ward, one of the ward doors was half-open, and the contents inside were scattered all over the floor.

The hospital bed was also tilted to the side. Jiang Qi held his breath and pushed open the door.

This ward is right next to the last ward.

The door seemed to be open only to attract Jiang Qi's attention.

The patient inside seemed unable to endure the torment of mental illness any longer. In the last second before the door was fully opened, Jiang Qi could only see a corner of clothing brush past the windowsill.

The wind blew up the curtains, and someone jumped off the building right in front of Jiang Qi.

Just as if to put Jiang Qi to death, a nurse's rough shout rang out behind him.

As soon as he turned around, the nurse rushed towards him, calling out a string of numbers instead of Jiang Qi's name.

"Number, what are you doing?!"