053 is dying

"Troublemaker?" Qian Yizhen asked suspiciously.

She didn't hear any movement, but the villa was located in the middle of nowhere, a little away from the inpatient building.

Li Jingshan nodded and said: "I saw a few people being pushed out of the inpatient building by the security guards of the hospital, and those people were quite arrogant, constantly shouting that they were killed, and they wanted to lose money or something."

I was so far away that I didn't hear exactly what they were saying. ”

"It happened at noon today, right?" Song Xingzhou asked with his tongue on his cheek.

Li Jingshan nodded and said, "Yes, it seems to be about a little bit." ”

Song Xingzhou looked at Ming Jue and said, "I heard Dean Lu say in the afternoon that that group of people are here again. ”

"Dean Lu will deal with it, if it makes too much trouble, I can only ask Captain Yao." Mingxuan lowered his head and looked at the teacup in his hand and said.

"Do you know who that is?" Li Jingshan asked curiously.

Song Xingzhou glanced at Ming Jue, and seeing that he didn't want to speak, he said: "In the past few days, there is a patient in the ICU ward of the hematology department whose condition is deteriorating, and he is dying.

That group of people is the family of the patient, and they came to make trouble once yesterday, but they didn't expect to come again today. ”

"I've never seen those guys before." Li Jingshan said with a puzzled face.

During Qian Yizhen's hospitalization, in addition to dealing with doctors and nurses, Li Jingshan also got to know many family members of patients in the ICU.

But he hadn't seen any of the people he saw today.

"I heard that it was the patient's brother's family, and they had only come once before when the patient was sent to Tianhe Hospital.

It was not until the hospital informed the patient that his condition had deteriorated that he reappeared. Compared with the life and death of their younger brother, they are more concerned about whether they can get compensation. Song Xingzhou sighed lightly, and he put down his hand, "Fortunately, that patient is an employee of the Gu Group, and the Gu Group is willing to bear all his medical expenses." ”

The cost of the ICU ward a day is at least five or six thousand, and the patient has been in the ICU for more than a month, plus the special genetic test drugs are used, which is not affordable by ordinary families.

"Gu's Group?" Qian Yizhen asked.

She glanced at Li Jingshan, who immediately understood.

Both of them thought of Qiu Yajing and Han Jin, who had come to Nanshan City to interview the mysterious president of the Gu Group.

Song Xingzhou nodded and said, "That patient is an employee of the Gu Group, and it seems that he is doing security work or something. More than a month ago, when he was on the night shift, gangsters tried to break into the Gu Group's laboratory.

I don't know exactly what happened, but I heard that when the police arrived at the scene, he was the only one who showed signs of life, and everyone else was dead.

It's a pity ......"

It's hard to survive until now, but it won't last long.

Genetic mutations are simply too difficult to control.

Song Xingzhou took a deep look at Qian Yizhen, not everyone is so lucky.

Suddenly, Mingling drew out the light curtain, and he quickly browsed the content on the light curtain, and stood up with a frown.

"I'm going to leave first." Mingxuan looked at Qian Yizhen and said, "Go to the rehabilitation department of the hospital at ten o'clock tomorrow morning, and I will wait for you there." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Qian Yizhen to answer, Mingling turned around and left.

Several people still at the table looked at each other.

At this time, Aunt Wang came out of the kitchen with a fruit bowl, and when she saw that Ming Ling had already left, she asked suspiciously, "Why doesn't Doctor Ming wait for the fruit to leave." ”

"There should be an emergency in the hospital." Song Xingzhou said casually.

Aunt Wang put the fruit bowl on the table, and she sighed: "It's not easy for doctors in the ICU. ”

Song Xingzhou smiled and didn't make any response.

He was only named in Tianhe Hospital because of Mingling, and it was difficult for him to experience the hard work of being a doctor.

Qian Yizhen looked down at her hands and fell into deep thought.

*

The next day, it was cloudy.

It rained all night and didn't stop until early in the morning.

When Qian Yizhen came out of the villa, she felt that the temperature was a little lower than yesterday, the humidity was very heavy, and the smell of earth in the air was very strong.

Before coming out, Qian Yizhen specifically asked Aunt Wang where the rehabilitation department was.

She walked along the path of the poplar forest and walked for more than ten minutes to a small three-story building with a sign hanging at the door that read 'Rehabilitation Department'.

I don't know if she came too early or at the wrong time, the door was empty, and there was no one.

"I guess this is it."

Qian Yizhen was skeptical, but she still entered the door with the sign of 'Rehabilitation Department'.

Inside is a long hallway, with a closed wooden door on the left side of the corridor and a row of glass windows on the other.

Along the corridor, Qian Yizhen found Room 108.

This morning, Mingling sent a message saying that he was waiting for her in room 108 of the rehabilitation department, it should be here.

Qian Yizhen looked at the closed wooden door suspiciously, she looked left and right, and there was still no one.

She stared at the metal doorknob for a long time.

Qian Yizhen, you can!

Taking a deep breath, Qian Yizhen stretched out her hand as if she was facing a great enemy, ready to open the door.

But before she could touch the doorknob, the door opened.

Qian Yizhen looked up and saw Mingxuan, who was wearing a white coat, standing there.

His face was a little pale, and Mingxuan's eyes were blue, so he shouldn't have had a good rest recently.

"Doctor Ming, morning!" Qian Yizhen greeted with a smile.

"Early." Mingxuan replied indifferently, then turned around and walked inside.

Qian Yizhen silently followed Ming Ling into room 108.

When she entered, she found that there was a cave inside.

Room 108 is a large empty room, which looks to be more than a hundred square meters. The floor here is different from the corridor outside, it is relatively high, about five or six meters high.

There are different equipment scattered throughout the space, including treadmills, dumbbells, and some exercise equipment that are common in the gym, but there are also some equipment that Qian Yizhen doesn't recognize.

Mingling walked to a device that looked like an ancient big drum, about a meter in diameter, all the round drum stands were on a one-meter high-speed rail rack, and above it was a display screen.

The big drum is a stand against the wall and looks particularly stable.

"You first hit this drum with the least force you feel." Mingxuan opened the light curtain and said.

Qian Yizhen stepped forward and raised her right hand and gently tapped the big drum, and immediately three numbers appeared on the display screen above the drum: 630.

Glancing at the number, Mingxuan recorded the number on the light curtain.

He took a few steps back, and then said to Qian Yizhen, "You try to use all your strength now." ”

"Full power? Are you sure it can handle it? Qian Yizhen asked, pointing to the drum with her right hand.

Mingxuan thought for a moment, took a few steps back and said, "You can start." ”

Qian Yizhen looked at the big drum in front of her, she took a deep breath, bent her knees slightly, raised her right hand and hit the big drum with all the strength in her body.

Bang –

The drum shook violently a few times, and the iron frame that held it dived directly into the wall.

Dense cracks like spider webs appear on the wall.

The numbers on the display above the kick drum flashed a few times before finally resting on the '99999' numbers.

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