Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 147 The Special Service Bureau is Really a Conscientious Entity

Wang Yunxiao didn’t have to wait too long, just about less than five minutes passed, when the voice in his mind sounded again.

"Squad 101, finish up as soon as possible and retreat from the battlefield in one minute."

Looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground, Wang Yunxiao felt overwhelmed and powerless.

Clean up the battlefield my ass, our Advisor is dead.

Without the Advisor, these corpses would just be sources of contamination if brought back to the Real World.

Outside, there was still a Fallen Angel lying down, whose corpse could fill one’s mind with contamination with just one extra glance.

He had never understood the importance of the Advisor as he did now.

Youtiao pressed on Little Gourd’s shoulders and shook her twice, seeing her pupils dilated and still in a daze, he couldn’t help but sigh heavily.

Done for, we’ve lost out in this battle.

He felt even worse than Wang Yunxiao.

Everything went dark—

"Anchoring failed!"

By the time he heard this in his mind, Wang Yunxiao had already positioned himself.

The so-called sensation of weightlessness is actually due to the different rules in each dimension, which affects the adaptation speed of the body and mind differently.

In other words, the mind is a bit faster, and the body can’t keep up, or vice versa.

He had now become accustomed to this sensation of weightlessness; the only thing he didn’t understand was this sentence he could hear every time he traveled through dimensions.

Anchoring failed...

What exactly did I anchor?

Before he had time to think it over, he heard a commotion up ahead.

"Make way, make way! Clear the passage!"

"The stretcher is here, attend to the severely wounded first!"

Wang Yunxiao was roughly pushed aside, and then he saw a group of doctors in white coats rushing over with a stretcher.

"Whose is this? What’s the name? Are there any comrades or family members?"

Watching them skillfully load Wormwood and Dumpling onto the stretcher, Wang Yunxiao quickly called out to Youtiao, "Follow the doctors, and take Little Gourd too... Chen Yan, Chen Yan, can you make it?"

Chen Yan, with her eyes bloodshot and tears streaming, hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"You stay with Little Gourd and see the doctor yourself!"

He was about to continue giving orders when a doctor from behind pressed him down onto a stretcher, "Enough, stop talking and lie down!"

"I’m still okay, I..."

"Shut your mouth!"

Wang Yunxiao could only obediently shut his mouth.

He didn’t know where he was, only saw that the surroundings looked like a military hospital.

Originally, he thought he’d end up back in the school clinic seeking help from Nurse Liu, although he was quite aware that Nurse Liu wasn’t a miracle worker who could fully heal his team and clear all debuffs.

She was just a school nurse.

But for him and his group of poor students, who hadn’t even received this month’s salary, could they really afford a big hospital?

Luckily, the Special Service Bureau hadn’t abandoned them yet.

Wang Yunxiao was quickly taken to a treatment bed in the emergency room, and the masked doctor, seeing his getup, immediately frowned and formed a Sichuan character with his eyebrows, "What is this you’ve wrapped? Is this some sort of cultural folk feature?"

With both hands wrapped in a string, and two more tied around his head, Wang Yunxiao’s appearance was quite similar to Amumu, which made the doctor dizzy.

He didn’t know where Zhou Qing had found so much string.

"No, it was just to stop the bleeding."

What else could Wang Yunxiao say? He could only offer a foolish smile.

"You’re not afraid of infection."

The doctor shook his head and began to unwrap the strings.

Discarding the rope, looking at the huge wound on Wang Yunxiao’s arm, the doctor couldn’t help but ask, "Have you practiced martial arts?"

"Exercised."

"A normal person would have bled out from such a wound by now. Are you afraid of pain? If you’re not, I’ll clean and stitch up the wound for you right now."

"Afraid!"

Wang Yunxiao thought to himself that he was no Guan Yu, he didn’t have that kind of skill, and urged the doctor to prescribe him medication quickly.

The doctor didn’t waste any more words, turned around, popped an ampoule, and injected him. Wang Yunxiao then felt as if he were stepping on cotton, and his muscles relaxed involuntarily.

He drifted off into a daze.

He didn’t know how much time had passed, perhaps about half an hour, and when Wang Yunxiao opened his eyes and came to, he found his arm had already been stitched up and wrapped in thick bandages. His head was also wrapped layer upon layer, making him feel like he was being made into a dumpling.

He was actually awoken by fright.

Another group of people was carried into the room, seemingly in even worse condition than his team, some were already covered with white cloths.

"Anxin! Anxin! Anxin, you can’t die! Please, I’m begging you, save Anxin!"

A girl cried her heart out, nearly waking everyone in the emergency room except for those who were severely unconscious.

Although she was quickly silenced and expelled from the ward.

But Wang Yunxiao could no longer sleep.

The scene was too chaotic, the doctors and nurses were too busy to attend to him, so he sat up against the wall with difficulty and stealthily slid off the bed.

Looking around, he barely recognized anyone.

Except for Loach and Eryang in the corner, he didn’t know where the others were.

Worried, Wang Yunxiao took the chance while unobserved to sneak out of the emergency room and came outside. As soon as he stepped outside, he spotted a familiar figure standing in the corner.

The armor she wore was clearly a size too large, and her mysterious, secretive demeanor as she hid in the corner was obvious.

"Come here!"

Wang Yunxiao waved at her.

She instinctively turned to run but then realized she had been spotted and that running was useless, so she stopped and turned back around.

"You’re here? Have you seen the others?"

Wang Yunxiao only asked as a formality, feeling that she probably wouldn’t recognize all her own team members.

Unexpectedly, she actually pointed in one direction.

That way?

Wang Yunxiao nodded, about to praise her, but then he noticed the notebook in her hand.

Why did she have it?

Oh right, she wore my armor... No, I remembered taking it out.

Wang Yunxiao remembered that he had always carried this notebook with him, but due to the fierce battle and his own injuries, he had completely lost track of the notebook.

Could it be that Zhou Qing had picked it up after using ropes to bandage his wounds and left it beside him?

Thinking this, Wang Yunxiao reached out to take it, but to his surprise, he couldn’t pull it away.

She was clutching the notebook tightly in her hand.

Hmm?

Wang Yunxiao didn’t react immediately.

After all, the girl was a silent type, barely ever speaking, so who knew what she meant?

You like it?

He was about to ask when suddenly another group of people rushed over.

"Make way, make way! Don’t block the way!"

The irascible doctor shouted loudly, scattering the two of them.

Wang Yunxiao held the notebook, bewildered.

After the group had passed, he opened his mouth to ask, but by then her figure had already disappeared.