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The slow and pleasant pace is not too fast, and familiarizing yourself with the post is not immediately achieved, and it is much slower than taking the elevator.

Compared with the work attitude of other security guards, the night shortage is more of a relaxed mood. This pace is much easier than the original nervous tension, I don't know how much easier.

The floor is higher, and its scope is also wide, and it takes more than ten minutes to walk down casually on the first floor, and the layout inside is like a maze, and it seems to come out of a mold wherever you go.

Each of the 8-storey inpatient wards is like a luxurious independent suite, not only luxuriously decorated, but also with a strong atmosphere of local tyrants.

Spending more than 100,000 yuan to live at a higher price can not only perform a delicate organ transplant operation, but also live in this luxurious place for a week. There are professional doctors who always take care of your health, and there are beautiful nurses MM who are diligent and busy for you, everything is almost used to the extreme, except for the occasional missing relatives, what do you have to complain about.

Not only is it just a superficial enjoyment, but the level of surgery here is also quite high, and there has not been a single failure until now.

The organ to be transplanted may have to wait for the source elsewhere, but here, as long as you can pay the starting price, no matter what kind of organ it is, no matter when the operation is, as long as you are willing to pay for it, then everything else can be as you like.

This is a small society where money is paramount, and it is very much in line with the radical reality.

Although the asking price is high, there are many rich and powerful people who book the wards early, this is not a welfare home, and all services are priced.

At least to say that, after receiving your remuneration, you can be relieved and satisfied with the service, but unlike some other institutions, which blindly pit people with their hearts, compared with the two sides, it is much brighter here.

As for those patients who have some financial problems, they can choose to wait as they do elsewhere, or wait until the hospital's annual free clinic, and lucky enough to draw three patients for free of all fees.

Even if he only does superficial work occasionally, his reputation can rise a lot among the masses, thereby attracting more patients to come.

There are dozens of inpatient suites on the 8th floor, but they still can't meet all the patients, and some wards even have as many as 4 people in line.

Although the ward is tense, the treatment is still very peaceful, quiet and an excellent place to recuperate, even if there is an emergency, the nurse MM can also trot out the feeling of cat steps, although there are some monotonous footsteps, each male patient can hear the feeling of nature.

Above 8 floors, it is like a watershed, the entrance of the corridor is disconnected by a very artistic door, just to prevent any patient from unintentionally entering, there is no mandatory requirement, just a kind reminder, there are some secrets about the hospital, if the confidentiality is leaked due to personal reasons, the whole hospital, no, is the Kunos Group will be held accountable.

Kind words persuade this part, and many patients with curiosity can bury this thought deep in their hearts. You can offend the hospital, but you can't offend Kunos, in the face of such a behemoth, any government will treat it with three points of courtesy, and if you are blind, you can only blame yourself for looking for death.

The art door of the corridor has not been opened for much time, and only occasionally the staff of the second district have entered and exited.

Just like the elevators in the whole building, they are divided into two types, one for the staff in the second area and one for the patients. The elevator used for patients can only go up to the 8th floor, and no other person is allowed to ride the elevator for staff. I tried it at night, even if I wanted the staff's elevator to run, I had to have the induction of my mobile phone. In this way, the new mobile phone is not only used for daily work contact, but also like a key to the second district building.

Using the identity sensing of the mobile phone, Ye Que successfully entered the 9th floor.

It is completely different from the 8th floor, and although the layout is the same, it gives a completely different feeling.

The 8th floor below is not only very relaxing and enjoyable from all aspects such as visual senses, but it is very depressing to step into the ninth floor, without any natural light, and the lighting is provided by the 24-hour lights in the corridor, and the original windows have been sealed. It is clear that from the 9th floor onwards, the entire floor seems to have been carefully remodeled, not to mention the double number of doors, even the most basic floors, walls and ceilings have been refurbished.

It's not just the environment here that is depressing, the rows of relatively compact doors look like the unique arrangement of a mental hospital, almost every door is the same, with a solid steel floor and two palm-sized transparent glass windows above. Compared to the following, it looks a bit like a place where people are being held.

Everything didn't seem to have any effect on the night, and he still walked leisurely in the aisles, sometimes casually leaning into the small window on the door and looking in.

Nothing special, just a small room, the only furniture is a very ordinary single bed, and some rooms don't even have a bed, just a lonely and small space.

There was a person, male or female, locked up in each room, and the hospital gown he wore was the same as that of the lower patients, and there was no difference when put together.

Room by room, the people inside are either nesting in the corner, or they are walking back and forth in the room, and some of the scary things are that you can't see the people in the room through the small window, but suddenly an extremely distorted face stares at you through the small window.

After a long time, it will still roar in the sky, and judging by the amplitude of the shaking of the body, it should be constantly kicking and pounding the metal door. I don't know what material it's made of.,Let the other party go crazy inside.,The night outside the door can't hear a sound at all.,Only the sound of the clattering leather shoes on the ground came.。

Not a nurse, there is no need for a nurse from the 9th floor, there are only security guards.

Occasionally, there are patrolling security guards passing by, and there will be no too many words, just a slight nod will pass by, not allowing too much communication, this is one of the rules, unfamiliar, and can not have more common language.

Above the 8th floor of the second district, there seems to be only the presence of security guards, swaying back and forth here, it will only be considered to be performing the patrol of the work, and the mobile phone used to contact can clearly indicate your identity while also showing your location, which can not be hidden, and cannot be hidden, which is also one of the rules, which is all for better personnel scheduling.

The tenth floor, almost the same as the ninth floor, is the only difference here that the number of floors is higher, and there are more opportunities for occasional patrolling security, and it seems that the number of security guards increases accordingly every time you go up the floor. For the key points of the inspection proposed by the leader, Ye Que still seems to have some impressions, vaguely there seems to be a memory of more than 8 floors, who made his mind not put on this at that time.

The night is still very pleasant, there are still people locked up in every small room on the tenth floor, but here more people are tied to the bed, and the body is more or less uncomfortable, a large part of the **** body is bandaged, and some of the missing arms and legs are also tied to the bed, all with thick bandages, and twisted painfully on the bed, compared to the people who are locked in the small room on the lower floor, this is more like a hospital ward.

There are all kinds of injured parts, and many inexplicable places are wrapped in bandages, which makes Ye Que very happy to get back to the feeling of the year.

Ye Que was not disgusted by such a situation, but made him think a little back to his life with the king, cruel and tragic scenes would still appear in front of him, it seemed that he had long been used to it, and when he thought about it, he would not close his eyes or turn his head as he couldn't bear to be. The scene here is completely incomparable to the one imprinted in my mind, except that this is just a fuse that will bring back the memories that will bring the corners of my mouth to my mouth.

A glance at the room with a little interest, when he walked outside the door of a room, the pupils of the night suddenly dilated a lot, and then returned to normal.

There was still a person tied to the bed inside, to be precise, one was tied to a human stick, there were no hands or feet, only the torso and the head existed, the body was wrapped in bandages, and the only movable head was constantly swinging back and forth from side to side. None of this can attract the attention of the night short, and what attracts him is the face of the person inside.

It's Wang Shao, it's not bad at all, and the extreme pain makes this somewhat handsome face distorted to the point of not being human, but even so, Ye Que still got out of him at the first time.

What's going on? In a short period of time, on the first floor of this building, Ye Que really saw him in person, and passed by with him, such a close contact, Ye Que will not forget.

But here, how to explain it, from the physiognomy, this is the so-called Wang Shao, if he is Wang Shao, who is he just met, if that is Wang Shao, who is this, is it twins? But if it's twins, the relatives are like this, and they are still in the mood to jump happily in front of them.

Things are a little complicated, and Ye Que is not willing to spend his brain to think about more, anyway, it has nothing to do with him, so he just watched the excitement, and inadvertently looked at it twice, and then withdrew his gaze.

The person lying on the bed was in pain, completely without limbs and unable to move, but still had to be firmly fixed on the bed, he couldn't remember how many days it had been, almost every day as if he had lived in hell like a year, the physical pain and psychological pain almost made him collapse, and he wanted to end his life by himself, but he couldn't do anything.