After I traveled through the book, I became an NPC in a horror novel

Chapter 217 Thorn Mental Hospital 15

There is actually not a lot of work to do at night. The most important thing is to keep watch. This is to prevent any sudden problems from occurring in the inpatient department at night, which could lead to the situation escalating due to the lack of timely notification.

So Yang Guang completed his evening work tasks easily.

The most important monitoring link at night is not within his job scope. If a special situation really occurs, Yang Guang is only responsible for cooperating with the order and does not need to keep an eye on the surveillance all the time.

After completing his work, Yang Guang can choose whether to return to the office. Although he cannot leave the hospital early, he still has a relatively high degree of freedom.

It was precisely because of this that Yang Guang agreed to Cyril's invitation to go to his office.

After closing the folder, Yang Guang strolled to the door of Cyril's office.

He first knocked on the door gently, then carefully pressed the doorknob, opened the door a crack, and stuck his head in.

"Cyril~~~"

A brisk voice came from the door. Cyril took off his glasses and searched his nose and temples.

Cyril, who was already a little tired, heard the small, familiar voice calling from the door, and the fatigue in his eyes instantly disappeared, replaced by joy and longing.

Yang Guang squeezed himself into the office through the crack in the door with a smile, then turned around to make sure the door was closed. He then ran to Cyril with a plastic stool placed beside him. Just as he was about to put the stool next to Cyril and sit down, Cyril picked him up and put him on his lap.

Yang Guang struggled for a moment and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

Hearing this, Cyril buried his head in the crook of Yang Guang's neck with a sense of grievance, and then said pitifully in a low voice: "I have so much work recently... Some patients' families came to ask for people, and I have to find ways to solve these problems by myself... I am a little bit thinking about resigning..."

Yang Guang couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this, thinking to himself: Why do you, a dean, want to resign? You should just work hard for the hospital honestly.

In fact, she didn't struggle at all. She sat obediently in Cyril's arms, allowing Cyril to cling to her and relieve her emotions.

Only after he felt that Cyril was feeling better did Yang Guang ask, "What do you mean by the patient's family members you just mentioned?"

Cyril would not refuse Yang Guang's question, so he explained: "One of the patient's family members wants to take the patient out of the hospital, but the other family members do not allow the patient to be discharged... Our hospital is just an ordinary small hospital, and both parties are powerful people who are not easy to mess with, so it is difficult for me to ensure that everyone can be satisfied."

"What should I do, baby... I'm just an ordinary doctor. How can I make such a big decision?"

Cyril blinked his big blue-green eyes pitifully, and his long and curly eyelashes fluttered, scratching Yang Guang's collarbone, which made him feel itchy, and his heart also felt itchy.

Yang Guang did not rush to answer Cyril, but instead reached out to Cyril's collar and unbuttoned Cyril's neatly buttoned collar, revealing his collarbone and smooth neck lines.

Cyril looked aggrieved. With his beautiful face and superior body lines, Yang Guang had to admit that he was drunk.

Yang Guang looked away, gently stroking Cyril's eyelashes, and casually said, "If you can't satisfy one party, just choose the other party. You should listen to the party that offers the higher conditions."

Yang Guang just said it casually, he didn't think about whether to decide yes or no.

As soon as he heard it, he knew it was the players' business. After meeting Cyril, Yang Guang became too lazy to care about the players. Except for a little contact during work, Yang Guang rarely contacted them at other times.

In this copy, Yang Guang only remembered the player who was related to the "stepbrother", "stepbrother" and "bloody feud between wealthy families", but he didn't remember much about other people.

...Oh, and there's another unlucky guy who needs surgery.

Yang Guang tried hard to recall, but when he realized that he couldn't guess accurately who the player who found the foreign aid was, he gave up thinking.

Cyril stroked Yang Guang, who was leaning in his arms like he was stroking a kitten's fur, and then smiled gently.

The weather was not cold, so the windows of the office were not closed. Since the inpatient department was next to the building, some movements could be clearly transmitted to Cyril's office.

Some sharp non-human cries and screams of players could be heard faintly. Yang Guang paused in crossing his legs, looked at Cyril, whose expression was a little stiff, in silence, and then looked out the window in silence again.

Cyril: "Don't listen dear..."

Yang Guang: “Mute the mic.”

Cyril: "We can..."

Yang Guang: "Don't talk."

Cyril looked at Yang Guang who was immersed in eavesdropping, took a deep breath, then pinched Yang Guang's chin and turned his face towards himself, and then kissed him domineeringly while Yang Guang was still unconscious.

Yang Guang:?

Yang Guang: When did this person get the script of The Domineering CEO?

Yang Guang was speechless and kissed back.

Hugging and kissing your lover is an enjoyable thing. Yang Guang is not the kind of person who would refuse the benefits given to him, so he honestly let himself indulge in Cyril's gentle and domineering strategy.

In other words, Yang Guang was successfully seduced by Cyril.

While two people were kissing passionately over here, there was a huge commotion in the inpatient department over there.

The unfortunate guy was running around frantically in his ward, feeling that he might lose his life before the day of surgery.

The situation on Mr. Su's side is not very good either. These patients are getting more and more outrageous day by day. Today, they even came and banged on the door of his ward.

Fortunately, Mr. Su is not a newcomer. The props in his hands and his own abilities are enough to ensure his personal safety in such a chaotic night.

But if I delay it for a few more nights, I might not be able to hold on.

Thinking of this, Mr. Su's eyes darkened.

No, he had to speed up. Since the world background in the copy was generated based on the real world, then his phone call would definitely be useful to him.

Thinking of this, Mr. Su pursed his lips.

He didn't know if the person in the copy was the one he had in mind, but it didn't matter. He had already started to miss this person.

With someone in mind, Mr. Su's desire to survive increased rapidly, and different plans slowly emerged in his mind.

I can't put all my hopes on someone who may not exist in this copy world.

I have to rush out and meet that person...

While Mr. Su added a prop to the door, he opened the App Store and urgently purchased some breakthrough props.

On one side is a warm and comfortable office, and on the other side is the inpatient department where people have to escape desperately.

Heaven and hell are just a small space.