Chapter 14: Peace Medical College 12

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This Lin Xiang classmate has thick eyebrows and big eyes, but what's the use of big eyes? Can't resist blindness.

And this Xia Bai classmate, why do you think you have no habits? And he said it so sincerely.

Your fetishes, don't you have points in your own heart?

So obvious, it's about to come out.

Your fetishes are probably the most dangerous.

Hua Haoming didn't want to say anything about Xia Bai anymore, anyway, he just knew his habits and paid attention.

He asked Lin Xiang sharply: "Think about what your habits are, otherwise we will be in danger and we will not be able to save you in a targeted manner."
Lin Xiang began to try to think about what his fetish was, "I hate dark things, I like clean and pure things, is there a corresponding fetish?"

"..." Hua

Haoming also gave up on Lin Xiang, he turned his head to look at Wen Qiu, "What about you, Miss Wen."

Wen Qiu was also trying to think, "There are three possibilities, I'm not sure.

She didn't have obvious fetishes, but she knew that Meng Qing and Song Mingming's fetishes weren't serious, as long as they had a little preference, they would be serious when they entered the morgue.
In the face of a threat to her life, she dissected herself naked, even though there was someone she hated very much.

"First of all, I'm a bit misogynistic."
Three men: "..."

"It's okay sister, many women are misogynistic now, I understand it." Lin Xiang said: "That is, is it a paranoid hobby? What do you hate? The

other two men agreed, fortunately misogynism is not a fetish, otherwise if Wen Qiu is alienated by the morgue, won't they all be finished?

Wen Qiu continued: "I also like to throw things, at first I learned from them to give up, and then I couldn't see that there were things I didn't like or useless at home and around me to take up space.

"..." Actually

, it's okay to be misogynistic and disconnected, but what I'm most afraid of is that misogyny and abandonment are combined.
After all, if Wen Qiu entered the morgue, it was very likely that several of them would still be cleaned up.

"Thirdly, I still have a little bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, and I always want to correct something that is particularly asymmetrical."

Lin Xiang immediately touched his eyebrows and eyes on both sides.
Hua Haoming looked at his five fingers.

"What about you?" Wen Qiu asked Hua Haoming after speaking.

Hua Haoming: "I don't need to say it, if I am really affected by the morgue, even if you know my fetishes, it is useless, and you can't beat me together, so just stay away." ”

“?”

Wen Qiu's misogynism soared, "Heh." In the end,

there was only one Meng Tianyou left.

After Meng Tianyou returned to the dormitory, he lay directly on the bed and did not speak.

He was covered in blood in dormitory 405, and he didn't change his clothes, just lying there dirty.
He didn't seem to care.

There's no longer that cleanliness fetish mother who can't stand it and wipe him clean.

Hua Haoming: "Forget it."

They all knew what he meant, unless they all went into the morgue and had another round, Meng Tianyou didn't have to enter the morgue again, he was safe. Even if there is a new round, at that time, several of them have mutated, and they know that it is meaningless to count Meng Tianyou's mutation direction.

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