Before the fat man could ask for help, he was pulled into a nearby room.
Then he realized that the second fifteen minutes was almost here.
Fatty, a man who looked close to thirty, frowned and closed the door of the room, then pulled the two of them into the corner: "What's the matter with him?"
The fat man glanced at the nickname of this man in military uniform: "Hanshan"
"I was stabbed by a ghost." The fat man sat on the ground and covered his calf: "I can't stop the bleeding."
The man's frown deepened.
Fatty could tell that the two of them didn't know each other, but the atmosphere was not very awkward.
Hanshan rubbed his knuckles: "We have brought military doctors in, but we haven't touched it yet."
As he spoke, he looked at Rose Night who was placed on the ground: "Looking at the amount of blood he has lost, he shouldn't be able to wait for too long. If he waits for a while longer, his life will be in danger."
The fat man touched his lower back.
His back was wet, and even his hands were covered with sticky stuff when he touched it.
The fat man took back his hand and took a look. There was blood on his palm.
Hanshan half-knelt on the ground and unwrapped the clothes covering Rose Night's wound. The fat man watched as he took out a roll of bandages and re-bandaged Rose Night's wound with a very professional technique.
The fat man was a little curious: "You all wore bandages when entering this event, but why didn't Xiaoye tell me?"
Hanshan stood up: "Medical supplies are in short supply, and only some people have brought this in."
Hearing this, the fat man subconsciously glanced at the military rank of the person opposite him. He didn't recognize the military rank, but he seemed to be quite senior.
"The internal organs should not be injured, but the bleeding needs to be stopped quickly." Hanshan lowered his voice as he spoke and glanced in the direction of the door.
"I know a doctor, and he also participated in this event. If we can find him, Xiaoye will definitely not die." The fat man said confidently.
As he spoke, he paid attention to the time. It was now nineteen thirty-four.
The second fifteen minutes are coming, and what they will face next is the second appearance of the evil ghost.
This room looked like it hadn't been used for a long time. There were no furnishings or lighting inside. It was dark around the three of them, with a weak light coming in from outside the door.
The fat man didn't dare to approach the gate.
"Brother Hanshan..." He sorted out his words and finally chose a more suitable title: "We are hiding in this room, what if the ghosts outside come in?"
Han Shan was currently bending down to observe the wound on the fat man's calf.
He took the remaining bandage and wrapped it up for the fat man: "I am twenty-four this year."
The fat man was speechless.
This man is actually younger than him, why does he look like he is nearly thirty...
The fat man rearranged his words again: "Well, little brother Hanshan, what if a ghost suddenly comes in?"
Han Shan shook his head: "I noticed in the first five minutes that the ghosts in this event cannot go through the wall directly, so there are two ways to be safe in this event."
"One is to hide very secretly, so that ghosts can't find where you are;"
"The second is to hide in a room that cannot be forcibly broken open within five minutes."
Han Shan stood up again as he spoke: "Of course players can also use special items to hide. It would be great if you have Harry Potter's invisibility cloak."
The fat man laughed awkwardly: "Of course I don't have such a thing..."
"This house is not very strong yet, but now we don't have time to choose another house, and we have a wounded person with us."
As Han Shan spoke, he glanced at Rose Night on the ground. At this time, Rose Night's face was pale and his eyes were closed, as if he was resting.
"I also have a special item." Han Shan said as he took out something: "This is it. With this, we should be able to survive several rounds of evil ghosts appearing in the world."
Can you survive several rounds of evil ghosts appearing in this world?
The fat man looked at the thing in his hand with some surprise. Could it be some kind of rare armor?
But after seeing what Han Shan had in his hand, he realized that he had thought wrong.
This thing is not much of an armor, and it doesn't seem to be of much use. It just plays a role in this specific activity.
[A strong door bolt]
[Introduction: This is the door bolt on the door of a famous counselor. Because there were too many people coming here, the counselor suffered from the fact that his broken door could not stop others, so he specially asked a knifemaker to make this door bolt;
It is said that an assassin once broke into the courtyard to attack the counselor, but the counselor's book boy picked up the door bolt and smashed his head]
[Function: Put the door bolt on the door. The door cannot be opened in any case unless the user removes the door bolt]
[Use time limit: thirty minutes (this item will automatically disappear after thirty minutes of use)]
The fat man looked at the words "strategist" and "bookboy" on the door bolt's introduction, and his head was a little confused.
At this time, Han Shan had already placed the bolt on the door.
This special item attaches itself directly to the door, so you don't have to worry about whether there is a latch slot.
Hanshan put the bolt on the door and stopped talking.
Although this special item can ensure that the door cannot be opened, they also have to hide themselves.
The fat man thought he didn't have the means to chase the ghost and beat the ghost's head, so he obediently kept his mouth shut.
In the darkness, he reached out and touched the bandage on his leg.
My calves hurt, and I didn't know how I managed to carry the person on my back for so long.
Han Shan silently checked the bandage on the boy on the ground, and frowned when he saw the blood on the bandage.
At this time, there was another rustling sound outside the house.
The fat man was keenly aware that the sound this time seemed to be much louder than last time, and he looked in the direction of the door somewhat differently.
Crawling sounds, crunching sounds, and the sound of something rubbing against each other could be heard outside the door from time to time.
Some of the sounds came almost from their door.
Fatty's scalp is a little numb.
Fortunately, there were many houses in this place, so the ghosts outside did not notice the small house they were in. They were relatively safe for five minutes.
The sounds outside gradually decreased until they disappeared, and then the fat man took a deep breath.
At this time, the face of the young man on the ground was already very pale.
Han Shan looked down: "He lost too much blood, and he keeps moving. If he can't find a doctor, he will really die... No, even if he finds a doctor, he may not survive."
"His wound must be sutured immediately, but our military doctors did not bring tools, and it is impossible to perform surgery in this environment, and it is easy to get infected."
"It's not yet eight o'clock, but this event is held until midnight. There is no way to force him to leave. He has to persist for four hours before he can get out, and he has been losing blood for four hours..."
When he said this, Hanshan paused: "Do you understand what I mean?"