Chapter 137: Is This Like a Word?

Fang Zhe was led to the next room by Gao Yi, and the scene of that room was completely different from the scene of the room he was in before.

Although the light in this room was still dim, it was much neater and cleaner than the one Fang Zhe lived in, although there were still a lot of blood stains on the wall, there were obvious traces of wiping.

What's more, this ward has all the medical equipment and first-aid facilities, which is not inferior to the emergency ward of a regular hospital.

There was a man wearing an oxygen mask lying on the hospital bed, wrapped like a mummy, and there was a monitor next to the bed, which was indeed a little low in terms of heart rate index.

If it weren't for Gao Yi saying that this person was Zheng Siming, Fang Zhe wouldn't have recognized it at all.

If it weren't for Gao Yi saying that Zheng Siming was lying next to him, Fang Zhe would not have thought of it at all.

If it weren't for Gao Yi saying that Zheng Siming was dying, Fang Zhe would definitely suspect that Zheng Siming was joking with him, just to celebrate his safe return.

Looking at the kind of monitor that is often seen in TV dramas, Fang Zhe was very afraid that it would be like in the bloody drama, everything on the monitor screen suddenly turned into a straight line, and then made a "Di Di Di" alarm.

After the ball, Zheng Siming burped as soon as he came in, and Yang Haixin had to beat himself to death.

Although Fang Zhe had the intention to joke in his mind, he was actually in a bad mood.

It's just that looking at Zheng Siming lying on the hospital bed, he can't do anything.

It is useless to cry, and it is useless to wail.

We can only face reality.

Walking to the bedside, Fang Zhe found that Zheng Siming's hair was stained with some brown soil powder.

"What's wrong with him?" Fang Zhe tilted his head to look at Gao Yi, his face expressionless.

Gao Yi also replied calmly: "There are multiple fractures on the body, comminuted fractures of limbs, and some bone spurs have pierced important organs, a bit like being squeezed by a huge force, just like the internal injuries suffered after being entangled by a giant python." His injuries were not optimistic, and I did my best to save his life, and the rest was up to his own creation. ”

Fang Zhe didn't ask why this happened, but bent down close to Zheng Siming's ear, and said softly: "Hey, sissy, I'm back, I brought you a gift, do you want an ancient costume, or do you want a beautiful sister's WeChat?" ”

The person on the hospital bed did not respond, and even the heart rate index on the monitor was still low.

Fang Zhe didn't give up, and continued to say softly: "If you don't get up again, I'll pee on you, and I don't even care about pooping." ”

The person on the hospital bed was still lying quietly, his eyelashes did not move, and his fingers did not move.

Sure enough, the plots in the TV series are all lies.

Fang Zhe wanted to say something, but suddenly heard Yang Haixin's voice coming from outside the door.

"It's useless, he can't hear it."

Yang Haixin, who was standing by the door, snuffed out the cigarette butt, then patted the clothes on his body, and then walked into the ward.

Gao Yi stood aside with his hands on his chest and nodded: "I also think that brother, your approach is useless, it is better for you to take off his pants and help him harden, maybe it will feel a little bit." ”

Yang Haixin glanced at Gao Yi and said lightly, "Can you go out?" ”

"Uh... Yes. ”

Gao Yi left, closed the door by the way, and before leaving, he also whispered to Fang Zhe: "Dude, thank you for your book, I will definitely cherish it." ”

When the door closed, the room became even darker.

Only the faint light behind the curtains allowed the people in the room to see each other.

Fang Zhe continued to look at the person on the bed and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Yang Haixin sat on the stool, moved his muscles and bones, seemed to be a little tired, he pinched the root of the mountain, and said: "I went to Ludao City to solve the case, but I was overshadowed, and I almost couldn't come back." ”

"What case?" Fang Zhe asked again.

Yang Haixin didn't answer him immediately, but raised a smile: "What, are you interested in dealing with it?" ”

"Big brother, I just came back from the place where I died, and my thigh is still injured."

"Ang, that's what you said, then there's no need to ask so much, I've already sent Jeron over."

"Can't just ask?"

"No, but I can tell you, Siming was seriously injured and crawled all the way out of that building, and when I last saw him, he still had a trace of sanity, do you know what he asked me?"

"Big brother, my leg is really injured, it's not that I don't want to go, the problem is that I'm the way I am now, I can't even switch my personality, and if I go, it's for nothing."

"When I last saw Zheng Siming, he also asked me, have you come out safely, and when will we be able to go into the village to rescue you."

“。。。”

Fang Zhe looked around the room and found a pen and a piece of paper, he scribbled a few times on the paper, then held the paper and put it in front of Yang Haixin, and asked, "Is this like a painting?" ”

Yes, that's like a word! Moral kidnapping, ah, this is!

Yang Haixin ignored him, but opened the door and called outside: "High school!" ”

No one paid attention to it outside the house, and the group of fierce and vicious patients continued to look at Yang Haixin with unkind eyes.

Yang Haixin ignored the gazes of those people and continued to shout: "Three seconds, if you don't come, I'll close your black clinic." ”

Then he looked at the sick again, his eyes narrowed slightly, like a tiger staring at its prey.

Gao Yi quickly rushed over and pushed Yang Haixin into the room.

While pushing, he closed the door of the room, and Gao Yi said with some displeasure: "You are very funny, you just called me out, and now let me in again, I am very busy, do you know?" Tens of thousands in minutes. And what did you just want to do with my patients? ”

Yang Haixin smiled disdainfully: "10,000 anesthesia, 80,000 stitches, 150,000 surgeries, you are tens of thousands of minutes a minute, but it is reasonable and well-founded." ”

Gao Yi shrugged his shoulders, as if Yang Haixin was really praising him, and said proudly: "That's, anyway, these underworld bosses are rich, and they don't dare to go to a regular hospital if something happens, so they can only come to my small clinic for treatment, but they can't stand my good skills, they love to come a second time when they come once, just like going to a clubhouse." ”

"Also, don't your Abnormal Crime Handling Bureau also have a hospital dedicated to the treatment of people who are out of control, why do you like to bring your people to me every time?"

Yang Haixin smiled and directly changed the topic: "Let me ask you, is the injury on his leg good?" ”

Gao Yi smiled awkwardly and stood in place without replying.

Fang Zhe was a little foggy, he moved his thighs, and he could indeed feel the pain in the wound, as well as the tightness of the stitches.

Yang Haixin's face became gloomy: "I didn't give you money, your miracle doctor's signboard, did you think that it would end today?" ”

"Oh, okay, okay."

Gao Yi approached Fang Zhe a little helplessly, and he complained while unwrapping the gauze on Fang Zhe's thigh.

"It's good that I didn't agree to your invitation to join your processing bureau, you are really a pickpocket, people have just come back from injury, and you have to let people go out to do tasks."

"Using the ability will lead to the aggravation of the loss of control, and I don't have the watch distributed by your processing bureau to suppress emotions, so if you can use less ability, you can use less money, and it's a big deal to charge you less money."

After the gauze was all removed, Gao raised his right hand, only to see his middle finger and index finger together, and the naked eye could see a cloud of light blue gas condensed on the two fingers, like a sharp sword.

Gao Yi raised his left hand again, and pulled out a slender white line from his pocket, the white line was so thin that it was almost transparent, if it weren't for the bright reflection of the monitoring instrument, there would be no such thing as a line.

Fang Zhe watched as the sutures on his thigh were cut open by Gao Yi with two fingers, and then he pulled the white thread to quickly stitch up the wound.

It didn't take long for the thigh wound to heal completely, as if it had not been injured at all, and it was intact.

During the whole process, there was no sensation, except for the itchy pain after the wound line was separated.

Gao Yi stood up and motioned for Fang Zhe to move a few times.

Fang Zhe moved his thighs very obediently, and found that he was moving freely as if he had not been injured.

Just when he was surprised, Gao Yi said again: "You can't switch personalities because the watch you wear suppresses your nerves, otherwise there will be a risk of getting out of control." I can't treat this point, if you take off your watch, you should be normal, but you have to bear the risk. ”

Yang Haixin, who had been quietly watching all this from the sidelines, then said.

"Let him go this time, what I want is not to be suppressed."