"Nope! Don't hurt my children! Don't hurt my family! My own sins, I will pay for them myself! Otherwise, I won't let him go! ”

"What the hell? Director Yuan, if I say that even if you really become a ghost, you still have to continue to be tortured by him like this, do you believe it? ”

Zhang Xiaoluo squatted down and whispered in Yuan Yincheng's ear.

Yuan Yincheng's whole body trembled violently, and there was endless fear and despair in his eyes. He held his head in his hands and let out a desperate roar.

"I can help you with all my might, but you have to tell me one by one, why Jiang Meng is so resentful of you!"

Zhang Xiaoluo helped Yuan Yincheng to sit down on the sofa, then stopped talking and looked at Yuan Yincheng coldly.

"Jiang Meng? How do you know Jiang Meng? All right! I tell you, I tell you everything! ”

Yuan Yincheng trembled and looked up at Zhang Xiaoluo, like the last straw that a drowning man reached out to grasp.

"When I came out of the operation that day, Jiang Meng, who was lying on the stretcher at the door of the corridor, was almost unconscious due to heavy bleeding. Maybe I was the only doctor present, and she held my hand, unwilling to let go. I know, she wants me to save her! Can...... Our husband and wife's savings have been given to my daughter to study abroad, where do I have the money to pay such a large amount of expenses for her! ”

Yuan Yincheng's eyes were blank, but there was a strange smile on his face, and he spoke in a low voice.

"Director Zhi Fei was not there at that time, so I could only go upstairs to find Dean Zhao to apply for special approval!"

"But you didn't really go to Zhao Ting, but watched her life pass by minute by minute in the corridor!"

"That's right! I didn't go to Zhao Ting, I just stood quietly in the corridor like a bystander, watching her from the crack in the stairs! For a moment, she turned her head to look at me, her eyes full of despair and resentment......"

Yuan Yincheng closed his eyes as he spoke, and a few cloudy tears slipped down the corners of his eyes.

"Why don't you go to Zhao Ting? Doctors, to save the dead and help the wounded as their vocation! Would you rather watch two lives pass away before your eyes? Are you really indifferent? ”

"Why? Because I'm not convinced! I want to get promoted! I'm going to be the director! Even if he can have surgery, Jiang Meng won't survive! Let's not talk about whether Zhao Ting is willing to sign or not, even if Zhao Ting signs, Xiao Luo, you know, there is no preparation! I don't even know her blood type, let alone anesthesia or something! This is a must-fail operation! If I had done this surgery, I would have lost completely! Lost to my own students! ”

"Nope! Teacher Yuan, you are wrong! I remember you once told us in a university class that the healer is the angel who snatches life from the hands of death, even if you know that you fail, you must have the courage to take it, because we are the last line of defense for patients! I have always regarded this sentence of yours as my own guiding light! ”

Zhi Fei didn't know when she appeared at the door, her eyes were full of tears, and she said to Yuan Yincheng in a trembling voice.

Zhang Xiaoluo left Yuan Yincheng's home, and he chose to remain silent about Yuan Yincheng's approach. Everyone lives in the world, they have ups and downs and hardships that others don't know, and if you don't know what others have experienced, don't persuade others to look away and be generous, and you are not qualified to accuse others of anything.

For the first time, Zhang Xiaoluo sat alone on the hustle and bustle of the street for an entire afternoon. Things have to be settled, and this evil spirit cannot be allowed to continue to do evil. Now there is a Shi Shengnan who has a little connection with the Case Investigation Department, and if he really attracts people from the Case Investigation Department, it will be a big trouble.

Zhang Xiaoluo still has a lot of things that he didn't understand, if Jiang Meng asked Yuan Yincheng for his life out of resentment, then who was the man who appeared at the door of the operating room of bed 18 at the beginning? What was the blood-colored ghost that he and Wei Xun encountered in the hospital morgue?

Thinking of this, Zhang Daguan faintly felt that even if he broke through and entered the ranks of Yin Yang Heavenly Masters now, it might not be enough to see. What's more, there is also a Yin Yang Spirit King who pulled out the female ghost's mouth full of ghost teeth, as well as the female ghost of bed No. 18 and the ghost boy in her arms who have been delayed by many things and cannot be completely resolved.

For the first time, Zhang Xiaoluo had the idea of urgently improving his cultivation, Zhang Daguan is a doer, and he will do it when he thinks of it. He immediately decided that tonight, the shop in Bluestone Lane should be open.

Sitting behind the mottled wooden table in Bluestone Lane again, looking at the empty wall behind him, Zhang Xiaoluo actually felt like a world away. He knew that maybe from the day he entered the obstetrics and gynecology department, he was no longer the carefree Xuanmen boy he used to be as long as he studied ancient books such as the Funeral Sutra and the Sanqing Book. He began to have colleagues, friends, and a little care. For his sake, for the sake of these fragile and tenacious people, he must make himself strong as soon as possible.

Zhang Daguan's business was not good tonight, until three o'clock in the middle of the night, the black lacquered wooden door in Bluestone Lane had been hidden, and no wild ghost came to the door to ask for a wish.

"Could it be that when you ascend to the Yin and Yang Heavenly Master, you have exhausted your good luck?"

Zhang Xiaoluo muttered as he stood up, moved out from behind the wooden table, stepped out of the door, and stood on the cold stone slab in Bluestone Lane.

There is no human figure in the whole bluestone lane, and there is no insect sound coming out, under the white moonlight, the bluestone lane is like a dead snake with a white belly.

After glancing at the shadows at both ends of Bluestone Lane, Zhang Xiaoluo's eyes couldn't help but glow with doubt. Is the world too peaceful? Ten thousand ghosts are reincarnated? No, I can't! Then why is it so lonely and depressed tonight, I can't even see a ghost hair!

Zhang Daguan has not been looking for ghosts everywhere, and Yaxing, who forced ghosts to make wishes, has never been his style to buy and sell.

"The hour has come, close the door tonight!"

Zhang Xiaoluo stood in the bluestone alley and shouted lazily, then returned to enter the house, turned around and closed the black lacquered wooden door tightly. He looked at the empty back wall, sighed helplessly, sat cross-legged behind the wooden table, blew out the candlelight, and began to meditate with his eyes closed every night.

"Bang! Bang bang! ”

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Xiaoluo was awakened by a low knock on the door. He opened his eyes and looked out at the closed door.

Through the crack in the door, he seemed to vaguely see a dark figure standing outside the door, motionless.

"Bang! Bang bang! ”

The knock on the door sounded again, echoing in the dead silence of Bluestone Alley, looking a little out of place.

"It's closed tonight, I wish I would like to come back another night!"

Zhang Xiaoluo groaned slightly, then looked up at the black shadow outside the door again, and said coldly.

"Bang! Bang bang! ”

The black shadow outside the door didn't seem to hear Zhang Xiaoluo's words, and was still knocking on the door unhurriedly, and the black lacquered wooden door that had been in disrepair for a long time also trembled slightly.

"Who?"

Zhang Xiaoluo narrowed his eyes slightly, got up and walked to the door, looked at the dark shadow outside the door through the crack in the door, and asked in a deep voice.

"Me! Wei Xun! Zhang Xiaoluo, open the door! ”

Wei Xun's voice came from outside the door, and Zhang Xiaoluo couldn't help but move in his heart, and his eyes narrowed even tighter.

"Fatty, what's wrong with you? I'll talk about it at dawn! ”

"Zhang Xiaoluo, open the door! I slammed the door! ”

Wei Xun, who was outside the house, said in a low voice, but he really raised his arms and began to slam the door panel more vigorously.

Zhang Xiaoluo had no choice but to remove the deadbolt and open the wooden door.

Wei Xun's fat figure stood outside the door, glanced up at Zhang Xiaoluo, but did not enter the house, the cold moonlight sprinkled on Wei Xun's shoulders, and there was a chill.

"Come with me for a favor, hurry!"

Wei Xun said a word to Zhang Xiaoluo, turned around and walked towards the coffin shop opposite, stretched out his hand to push open the false door of the coffin shop, and walked in.

Zhang Xiaoluo was still standing in the door, looking at the coffin shop opposite, the door of the coffin shop was hidden, and Wei Xun could no longer be seen. The door of the black hole was like the black pupils of a demon, looking coldly at Zhang Xiaoluo standing in the room.

Zhang Xiaoluo lowered his head and pondered slightly, then walked out and walked towards Wei Xun's coffin shop with the door hidden.