Weak in affinity talent? Female ghosts are eager to give hints.

"Ugh—"

"Hey? Anlan, you're up so early?!"

Suddenly!

In the next bed, Yan Bing also got up, her curious gaze shifting back and forth between An Lan and Pu'er. An Lan pursed her lips; this plan had to be abandoned!

He lowered his head, about to return to the bedside...

[Announcement! Announcement!]

[Routine check-up! All patients, please gather in the corridor outside the wards!]

[In 5 minutes, the hospital-wide inspection and rounds will begin! In 5 minutes...]

The loudspeaker in the room blared announcements.

An Lan's face darkened, and then the sound of footsteps could be heard outside.

"Creep——"

"Wei Wei Wei——"

Bloody pustules began to swell on the ceiling wall. An Lan glanced at them briefly and then quickly walked out of the ward.

"Tap tap tap—"

The narrow corridor was already filled with 'mentally ill patients' dressed in hospital gowns.

An Lan looked at them curiously. Their numb faces showed a hint of liveliness and relief today.

This is the view seen at a 'pollution value' of [-15].

An Lan had no idea what these "mentally ill patients" would look like if viewed through the lens of normal "pollution levels".

"hiss--"

As he pondered this, Yuwen Ji and the other two also left the ward.

Yan Bing frowned, took a deep breath, and unconsciously chose a spot away from the crowd.

"Smack..."

"Clap clap clap—"

From her perspective, the people standing in the corridor were no longer people! Instead, they were blood-red human pigs, naked from the waist up, with severed arms and legs, encased in life-sized vases, with only their heads showing!

"Uh...uh...uh..."

They seemed to have completely lost their souls, their eyes glazed over as they looked around, their faces covered with swollen, bloody words like "scum," "waste," and "scoundrel."

"this..."

"Is this the pollution in this hospital?"

"Even if you do nothing, you'll end up like this? This... and it's only been a day..."

Yan Bing's pupils widened, and a sense of unease swept over her entire body.

Beside her, Pu'er didn't say a word, and Yuwen Ji just stood there blankly, barely moving.

An Lan watched their reaction with curiosity, her gaze lingering on Yuwen Ji's headband: [-15]...[0]...[-15]...[0]...

As these values ​​changed, Yuwen Ji's lips inexplicably curled up.

"Tap tap tap—"

"Tap tap tap—"

Just then, the sound of hurried high heels came from the distance of the corridor.

"Everyone! Maintain a presentable appearance!"

"Keep smiling..."

"Keep..."

The "ghost nurses" had cleaned their bodies of blood scabs and their faces were meticulously wrapped in bandages. They hurried over and stood one by one facing a "human pig".

"..."

The corridor fell silent instantly. Accompanied by the "ghost nurse," the bloody words on the faces of the "human pigs" exploded, revealing hypocritical smiles on their wrinkled faces. The entire corridor was eerie and quiet.

"Tap tap tap—"

At the same time, several [Strange Nurse] quickly stood up beside An Lan and the others.

A sinister aura emanated from them, and Yan Bing hesitated, looking at Yuwen Ji: "What should we do... should we laugh... or...?"

Unsure whether she should obey the order, she anxiously asked Yuwen Ji.

Can...

It was not Yuwen Ji who responded to him, but Pu'er.

"Hey--"

"Hehehe—"

Pu'er's laughter came from inside the tight headband. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, but the numbers on his headband remained unchanged!

"Hehehe...hehehe..."

And so, the remaining three of An Lan burst out laughing.

"Da da da—da da da—"

The crisp sound of high heels echoed in the distance. Unlike the others, not a single "ghost nurse" dared to stand beside An Lan.

Until... Yang Zhenzhen appeared.

"Da da da—"

Today, Yang Zhenzhen is also wearing a white nurse's uniform, but it's not the kind of white medical coat; it's more like the uniform of a "nurse babe" from a erotic film.

A small white hat with a tiny heart on it—more like a headband than a hat. The tiny hat was only perched on the top of her hair, which cascaded down her long, jet-black hair on either side of Yang Zhenzhen's face.

The nurse's uniform is a combination of a one-piece short-sleeved off-shoulder top and a mini skirt.

Yang Zhenzhen's curves were perfectly showcased beneath her tight white dress.

Even more striking was that Yang Zhenzhen had put on white silk gloves over her bare arms, making her fair skin appear even more delicate and white under the silk.

Those long, straight legs, today clad in black platform shoes and black stockings, twisted and intertwined.

"Whoa—"

An Lan's eyes lit up.

"Tsk..."

"What's wrong?"

"I'm here to stand guard for you, and you can't even give me a basic smile?!"

Yang Zhenzhen still had that cold face, standing straight in front of An Lan.

Unlike before, this time Yang Zhenzhen stood next to An Lan on her own initiative. The faint smell of disinfectant on her body, along with her delicate body temperature, reached An Lan's chest.

"you..."

You look beautiful today too...

An Lan gave a natural smile, while Yang Zhenzhen turned to look at him and sneered, "You're quite the smooth talker..."

Despite her disdainful and mocking words, Yang Zhenzhen's small feet had already unconsciously curled up.

She silently turned and stood close to An Lan, her back pressed against his chest, her touch almost imperceptible. This gesture resembled a woman nestled in a man's arms, teasing and flirting...

"this..."

In the serious setting, witnessing such a blatant scene, Yan Bing's mouth trembled, and her expression turned strange: "See... I told you! They were just flirting..."

"snort--"

"There will always be a time when that female ghost can't protect him!"

Yuwen Ji snorted coldly and turned his gaze away disdainfully.

The head nurse's arrival immediately made An Lan smile. This blatant favoritism was far more useful than his deadly analysis!

"Shhh—"

"Shhh—"

The rubbing in her arms became more and more frequent. An Lan looked at Yang Zhenzhen in front of her in surprise: "You...you don't want it, do you?"

"idiot!"

"Shhh—"

The scrambling continued, and Yang Zhenzhen's left shoulder kept jutting out. Only then did An Lan notice that beneath her white uniform, a section of the two vertical shoulder straps had slipped off her shoulder and was protruding from her arm...

"you..."

"Your bra strap came off?"

An Lan suddenly realized!

Yang Zhenzhen, who suffers from obsessive-compulsive disorder, cannot tolerate any abnormalities in herself.

But today seemed to be some important day, and she didn't have time to get ready, so she took the initiative to move closer to herself, looking like she "wanted it".

With a favorability rating of "42", the other person has already assumed that you are someone they can "approach".

"Shhh—"

Her delicate shoulder bones were still rubbing against each other, and Yang Zhenzhen's ears turned red, as if she was too embarrassed to explain everything.

An Lan understood immediately. He reached his left hand along the back of Yang Zhenzhen's neck and inside her clothes. As his fingers brushed against her smooth, jade-like skin, Yang Zhenzhen trembled and collapsed into An Lan's arms.

An Lan felt the other's softness. After his large hand moved over her small shoulder, he pulled up the fallen shoulder strap.

"Boom——"

A crisp, taut sound rang out, and An Lan reluctantly withdrew her hand.

【drop--】

Yang Zhenzhen's favorability +8!

[Current affection level reached 50 points! You have unlocked a new CG! View it?]

【whether?】

The system notification sounded in An Lan's ears, and An Lan involuntarily hugged Yang Zhenzhen in his arms. This time, Yang Zhenzhen did not resist and stood openly in An Lan's arms like a lover.

"Feed..."

"Don't push your luck!"

"Don't assume that everything will go smoothly and 'naturally'!"

The cold, reprimanding voice still came from her arms, but Yang Zhenzhen's hands took the initiative to entwine with An Lan's hands!

What does "saying one thing but doing another" mean?

"【no】..."

Instead of watching the [CG], An Lan listened to Yang Zhenzhen's words and looked thoughtfully towards the front of the corridor.

"Tap tap tap—"

There seems to be something approaching from over there!

Yang Zhenzhen gave herself another hint!