The little nurse couldn't see her running into the fire alone like this, so she simply went in with her.

Fortunately, the Chinese medicine warehouse was not far from the door of the first floor, and the little nurse trotted the door in, only to see the old dean with a happy face, holding a large box and pouring those Chinese medicines into the big box from the drawer of the Chinese medicine cabinet.

"Ahem—" The little nurse choked on a cough and hurried up to help.

"Dean, isn't all these Chinese medicines mixed together?" The little nurse covered her mouth and nose with her sleeve in one hand, and hurriedly put the Chinese herbs in the storage box with the other.

"Hey, where can I take care of these now, let's find a way to separate the various medicines after I get them out!" The old dean didn't dare to delay for a moment, and finally packed all these medicines.

"Ahem—quick, you're going to help me get these out. The old dean and the little nurse walked out with a box in their arms, but it was raining heavily outside, and they didn't know where to put the medicine.

"Put these two boxes under the eaves of the gate, and cover them with umbrellas. The old dean looked at the barren scene of this courtyard, and his heart was wrenched.

Blood from under the windows flowed down the low-lying area into the sewers, and a fishy, rotten smell spread through the yard.

"What can I do!? The old dean cried with his eyes.

"It was as if a thunderbolt had set the tree on fire, and it was so close to this building, so it started such a big fire. A little nurse said slowly.

The patients stood in the open field with their hands dancing, just like the man who had fallen to his death, as if they felt that the raging fire in front of them was some magical and supreme ritual, and they had endless revelry with stupid smiles on their faces.

"Let's take all the patients to the old hospital, and I'll just wait for the fire to come over. The old dean carefully instructed the nurses beside him, and as soon as the words fell, the fire alarm came, followed by Ling Cheng and Shen Qilin.

When the two of them heard that the mental hospital where Mu Heng was located was on fire, they knew in their hearts that this matter was not simple, so they followed the fire convoy and ambulance all the way.

When the old dean saw them walking towards him, he wiped his tears and took a few steps forward, "I wonder what the two police officers are here?"

"I heard that you are on fire here, the two of us feel strange, so we will take a look by the way, if there is anything, it will not delay the time, and the two of us can rest assured that there is nothing strange. ”

The old dean nodded, grateful.

"There's a corpse over there, take it to the hospital first, and remember to contact the family if you have one. ”

Wei Zifan's voice came from that side, Shen Qilin's pupils shrank and turned around, and said with a little surprise: "Zifan, why are you here?"

"A few days ago, Fu Xueying, the director of the obstetrics and gynecology department in my hospital, resigned, and later at that medical exchange conference, I heard that she came to this psychiatric hospital. ”

The more Wei Zifan said, the more strange Shen Qilin felt, and he could even directly settle this matter in his heart.

"This fire, I suspect that someone is also deliberately doing it, so I followed it to take a look. ”

Shen Qilin nodded and looked back at the old dean, "Dean, do you know that you have a nurse named Fu Xueying here, where is he now?"

The old dean looked around, she was only worried about the Chinese medicine in it just now, and she didn't pay attention to where the little nurses went, but now she didn't see her figure.

"I just went in to pack up the Chinese medicine in the house, and I didn't see where she was. The old dean said truthfully.

"I paid special attention when I came in just now, but I didn't see Fu Xueying's figure, and neither did Mu Heng's. Wei Zifan frowned and said slowly, it seemed that he was not thinking superfluously.

"When the fire is extinguished, let's go into the house and take a look, could it be that we are trapped inside by the fire?" Shen Qilin asked tentatively.

"No way, if she was trapped inside, she would definitely call for help, the stairwell is not far from the ward, she must not be inside. Wei Zifan looked at the firefighters who were busy fighting the fire in the distance and sighed lightly.

The fire was small, and the remaining sparks were extinguished by this drizzling rain.

Ling Cheng and Shen Qilin couldn't wait to run to the building in front of them, the ground was full of messes and ruins, and the originally white walls were blackened by the fire.

The two of them walked one foot deep and one foot shallow, searching room after room, and finally when they reached the penultimate ward at the top, a charred corpse appeared in front of them.

Shen Qilin's pupils shrank, and he glanced at the house number on the door, it was actually Mu Heng's, but he clearly remembered that he was the one who came that day, could it be that he remembered it wrong?

Ling Cheng had already stepped in, he took out his walkie-talkie and shouted to the police officer who came with them downstairs: "You go and call Doctor Wei to come up, remember to let him bring a stretcher and a few helpers." ”

"Yes. After the police officer over there came down, he quickly shrunk his neck and ran out of the car and ran to Wei Zifan.

"Doctor Wei, our Deputy Ling team said that you should take a stretcher and bring a few helpers to look for him inside. ”

"Okay, I see. After Wei Zifan replied, he hurriedly started to act, he knew that someone must have had an accident inside.

He led a meteor into the building, and saw Shen Qilin standing on the side of the corridor waving to him.

"Keep up with your feet. Wei Zifan ran over first, and couldn't wait to enter the house to take a look.

"It's ...... Mu Heng?" Wei Zifan looked up at Shen Qilin and Ling Cheng with a little doubt in his eyes.

"I'm not sure, the sign on this door is indeed from Mu Heng's room, but I remember that the last time I came, his ward was the head. Shen Qilin was a little suspicious, he always felt that a calculating person like Mu Heng couldn't just die like this.

"The unicorn's memory has always been good, but I don't remember it clearly, he said that it was the head, so it must be. Ling Cheng frowned and stared at the charred corpse, there were only some miserable clothes and ashes around him, and it was impossible to see whether it was male or female.

"It doesn't matter, the rules in the hospital are all regular, these wards are all recorded, and besides, the old dean has been here for most of his life, she must remember it. ”

Wei Zifan helped those people carry the corpse onto the stretcher, but he only heard Shen Qilin shout.