Chapter 146: Cheche

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"You're awake?." The paper in her hand was scattered all over the ground again, and the little nurse stuck out her tongue helplessly, squatting down and picking it up one by one, "It's like a miracle...... How are you feeling right now? Does your head still hurt? โ€

The thin woman on the hospital bed sat up straight against the head of the bed, did not react to her words, did not even roll her eyes, and looked like a puppet.

"You ......" the little nurse swallowed her saliva subconsciously, and her smile, which was originally really happy, gradually stiffened, "Are you okay?" Can you hear me? โ€

He waved his hand in front of her eyes without giving up, still receiving no response. The woman only hung her head slightly and looked at the ground all the time, her eyes rarely blinked, and her whole face was lifeless, acting neither like a trance when she suddenly regained consciousness after breaking free from the ghost gate, nor did it look like she was thinking about something.

The thick curtains in the intensive care unit obscure most of the natural light, and the dripping sound of various instruments running seems to count the few hours left of the patients who are admitted here. The little nurse's fingers that tried to press the call button stopped in mid-air, and finally retracted.

"I ...... I'll just call the doctor! The little nurse's voice trembled inexplicably, "You wait! I'll ...... right away Will be back soon! โ€

She shuddered step by step. The woman remained like a puppet, quietly in place.

The light from the doorway formed a small rectangular screen around the woman's bed, and the slender shadow of the little nurse writhing was the only actor in the curtain.

"Bang". The last light was lost in the darkness as the door closed.

Only the surging waves of fluorescent reflection were in the woman's eyes. It was an ECG that belonged to her, the only way to prove that she was alive.

"Kill...... Kill ......" In the silence, the woman who had been unconscious for many days mumbled out two words like a rusty machine, and then stiffened one shoulder against the wall, and barely stood up.

"To ...... To kill ......" Countless needles were forced to pull out of her skin with her intermittent movements, and the woman slowly moved forward like a prey breaking free from a spider's web. Flash Dance.

Her steps are somewhere between that of a toddler and an old man in her twilight years. Having almost lost her basic judgment, the woman's path was one of rampage, and she finally reached the door with difficulty after knocking over a bedside table, a chair with heavy wear marks, and a small cart full of bottles and cans.

Glancing back at the small room that had accompanied her through the last stages of her life, the woman's gaze gently brushed over the small scalpels that were also scattered on the ground.

"This ...... No, I can't. โ€

It took a lot of effort to finally press down the doorknob, and the dilated pupils received too harsh light for a moment, but the woman only squinted, leaning against the wall and moving on.

Dressed in a hospital gown, she was inconspicuous in the crowd. Compared with a middle-aged man who squatted in the corner of the corridor with unkempt hair, leaning against the wall and crying, the woman seemed much more normal. The intense work brought about by the emergency situation for days immersed the whole hospital in a depressing atmosphere, and the doctors and nurses who hurriedly passed by her did not have the energy to support sufficient vigilance.

The soreness conveyed by the calf was intercepted by an unknown consciousness before it could enter the brain, and the weak woman squeezed the last strength in her body in the fog, and turned a corner with difficulty.

Close, close.

Without flinching, he bumped into a man's back, and a baby-faced face quickly turned around.

"What do you ......" only halfway through the words before consciously stopped, Ni Guangjie briefly looked at the woman who looked non-threatening, and quickly adjusted from the tense state of her body, "You...... Are you alright? Do you need me to call a doctor for you? โ€

The so-called concern is only to avoid attracting attention from the public, and to eliminate possible conflicts in advance. Although he was secretly annoyed by the woman's interruption in his heart, even if the other party still leaned on his back half-dead as if he didn't hear it, Ni Guangjie still had a flattering warm smile on his face, and beckoned to a little nurse passing by by by the way.

"Sorry, something seems to be wrong with this patient, could you come and have a look?"

When she noticed that the back of the bone-protruding back was vaguely wrong with her patient, the young man with a decent smile next to her suddenly let out a soft "eh".

A slightly confused tone.

Before the little nurse's buzzing brain could discern the imminent gunshots, the first thing she saw was blood splattering against the snow-white walls around her like a gust of wind crashing through a field of red roses.

The young man, whose face was half unrecognizable, suddenly fell to the ground, and the light smoke of gunpowder wrapped around the wrist of the thin woman. The little nurse covered her trembling lips and stepped back, and in a trance, under the woman's unfocused dark eyes, she saw her pitiful figure like a small animal about to be preyed.

"Ahh Starting at the little nurse's side, the outright fear spreads to every passerby who happens to be involved in witnessing, or not noticing at all.

Knocked to the ground by the rushing crowd, the disabled man on crutches had to curl up and cover his head with his hands to build a fragile line of defense against the stampede after several unsuccessful attempts to get to his feet.

A soldier who was recuperating in the hospital found out that something was wrong and struggled with bandages all over his body to squeeze out of the ward to maintain order, but he was kicked several times by the person who suspected him of being in the way.

Not long after awakening her talent, the little girl who came to the hospital with her parents to participate in the physical examination was hugged by her father, but she still couldn't stop crying in a sharp voice.

In the midst of the chaos, a conspicuously dressed young man tries to use his talent against the killer who appears so suddenly, but it causes more trouble. In the crowd of people who were reminded of their strength, someone accidentally blew up the chandelier on the ceiling with his power in a panic, and the shards of glass that were spilled not only interfered with another doctor who was concentrating on mind control, but also tripped all electrical appliances in the two adjacent corridors. Darkness is a favorite hotbed of fear, and the nurse who is good at using her ability to paralyze muscles to save the hospital money on related drugs accidentally misses, not only failed to take away the killer's weapon, but a whole column of people rushed to the middle of the road due to sudden limb weakness, becoming a new group of trampled targets.

Forcibly enduring the discomfort of being squeezed around as a worthless thing, Tang Yuche turned back frequently.

Shouts and curses of all kinds, from shrill and shrill to heavy and hoarse, filled everyone's limited brain, and the order and peace that had always been so proud of the ship were overturned in an instant. In times of crisis, the "gifted", who have always regarded themselves very highly, do not show the slightest bit of noble virtue beyond the ordinary human beings who are despised by them. In the past, "self-discipline", which was enshrined as the supreme motto of school education, does not seem to have penetrated into everyone's blood and bones through repeated repetition by people with intentions.

It's like a beautiful skin, after a corner of it was forcibly torn open by an external force, all the passers-by who were fascinated by the authorities saw that what flowed under this skin was still the same red molten slurry as the ugly and despicable people.

It's not like this today. Tang Yuche turned his head and forced himself to hold back the tears with complicated meanings.

It's always, all the time, from the very beginning......

The experience in the military academy made her keenly capture the slightest flash of light in the darkness. At the front end of the flow of people, Ling Shucheng raised his hands flat, and only fired one shot steadily.

Gravity is like another pair of his hands that are precise enough to manipulate the bullets. After whistling over everyone's heads, the tiny piece of metal suddenly plunged headlong into the ground, passing through the thin woman's gun-wielding hands.

The biggest alarm has been lifted, but the crisis continues. Not expecting the leader of the second group next to him to shout out any soothing words, Yuan Sui took the initiative to clear his throat and took a deep breath.

"All of youโ€”" The burst of voice made her tone twist.

In addition to the completely scrapped chandeliers, other lighting fixtures that were temporarily short-circuited were lit one after another. The momentary pause of the crowd may be the only opportunity, Yuan Sui pinched his throat, and just wanted to work harder, he felt that his shoulders were suddenly grabbed by a pair of big hands.

"Guys, the prisoner has been killed." Even though he was still in the recovery period after a serious injury, Lu Da's voice was still full of energy, "Quiet! I am the captain of the second team of the police station, and I hereby swear to you once again that the police station and the army on board will not only do their best to fulfill their duty to protect you, but also have the undoubted ability to protect you! โ€

After looking at each other, the crowd turned back one by one.

She ...... She did die. At the end of the line, someone said in a trembling voice.

"Now, please go back to your posts." Lu Daqiang suppressed a slight panting, and politely rejected Yuan Sui who wanted to take a hand to support him with his eyes, and walked in front alone, like a mountain standing in a torrent, forcing the surging water to split for him.

Perhaps this kind of courage does need a certain amount of time to precipitate. Ling Shucheng followed behind him silently, like a follower passing through here, and he didn't want to jump out to emphasize his merits at all.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ I remember you were going to keep your mouth alive? Yuan Sui said softly, "Although this is indeed more soothing...... But why did she still die? โ€

Ling Shucheng slowly squatted down in front of this skinny female corpse, and also whispered, "The various organs in her body have been on the verge of failure long before I do it, and this kind of injury is enough to kill her." โ€

"In that case, how did this critically ill person kill people?" Yuan Sui carefully turned over the other victim, who was a little familiar with his back, and couldn't help but curse in his mouth, "...... It's really him, Ni Guangjie. We had just confirmed our suspicions of him, and he was so busy dying that we really didn't have a chance to investigate. โ€

"Well, let's get the body away for now." Lu Da's eyes were level at the crowd that had returned to work one after another, and he told a few words about the order that should be followed in the process of treating the injured, and then sighed, "It's really ...... lately It's restless. โ€

"Boss?" Noticing that Ling Shucheng was a little distracted, Yuan Sui tried to scream in his ear.

"How?" Sure enough, he was quickly and quickly turned his head away, and Ling Shucheng's frowning brows were full of anxiety that was visible to the naked eye.

"If you have been frowning habitually, it is easy for you to have a bunch of forehead tattoos at a young age in the future." Motosui worked hard to liven up the atmosphere.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ I think this scene is a bit familiar. Ling Shucheng's words often have no beginning or end.

"Which scene?" Yuan Suixin said that it is not uncommon for this woman to die.

"'้ข›้กผ'...... In the '้ข›้กผ' is about to ...... ," Ling Shucheng raised his eyes to look at her, "it's the same...... Often 'restless'. โ€