Zhuo Chuan thanked the female doctor, looked in the corridor of the hospice ward, found ward 9, and walked in. Inside was a four-person ward, but it was quiet, no one spoke, only the occasional ** sound of patients, and patients were lying on the beds, with various tubes inserted.

Seeing Zhuo Chuan come in, because he saw that he came in in the clothes of a doctor, no one asked him. Only one of the family members standing in front of a hospital bed, a man in his fifties, with a few tear stains on his face, stood up, looked at him, wanted to ask something, but shook his head again, and sat down with his head in his hands again.

Zhuo Chuan looked at the hospital bed, judging from the patient's face, he was still a very young man, covered with gauze and bloodstains, as if he had been in a car accident.

Zhuo Chuan was silent, although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, but facing these lives that were about to die soon, he still felt a lot of shock in his heart, people who lived smoothly outside, quarreled, made money, and were busy with all kinds of entertainment, it was difficult to realize the fragility of life. But here, the faces waiting for death to come, but people sincerely feel that life is so fragile and how luxurious it is to be alive.

He was also facing the threat of death not long ago, and the feeling of being sentenced to death made people's minds blank, and the fear did not have time to appear, and the whole body and mind felt as if they had been caught. It's just that his feeling is short-lived, because he quickly thought that he could rely on time and space to travel and escape to the modern world as the last retreat, and the death penalty essentially became expulsion.

And these people lying on the hospital bed, they were clearly sentenced to death, maybe for a few hours, maybe a few days, they have no way to escape, dead is dead, all the good in life will come to an end.

Zhuo Chuan put the notebook on a table in the corner of the ward, moved a chair and sat down, opened the notebook, and pretended to be working.

The female doctor on duty was very accurate, and in less than half an hour, someone left in this ward.

The man who walked was the young man just now, who struggled violently and seemed to be gasping for air.

Then Zhuo Chuan saw some fog of different shades appear on him, but it quickly dissipated, and it was lost in less than a second, and Zhuo Chuan didn't have time to get close to absorb it, so it was gone.

The man in his fifties was crying and yelled at Zhuo Chuan, who was sitting on the side, "What are you doing sitting there as a doctor, come and save my child!" ”

Zhuo Chuan didn't absorb the mist that symbolized the power of the soul, and he felt a little pimple in his heart, and the other party yelled at him again, making him feel even more uncomfortable.

But Zhuo Chuan knew that the other party had misunderstood, so he still suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and then said, "I am an engineer who overhauls the equipment system, and I came here to operate the instrument, and the doctor is in the duty room."

When the man heard this, he didn't care about it, so he hurriedly ran to the duty room to call someone, but the female doctor on duty had just arrived, and before she could do the final first aid, the young man was out of breath, and the man lay on the ground and cried.

Zhuo Chuan shook his head, the other party just yelled, but the other party was a family member of the deceased, and his mood could be understood. He regretted for a while that he had come in in the doctor's clothes according to his previous experience, but if he didn't wear them, he would not be a family member when he entered this kind of place, and it would be even more inconvenient for him to come in and sit down. Zhuo Chuan suppressed the discomfort in his heart and continued to stay in the ward, so he could only continue to be busy with his notebook and let himself not think too much.

There is also Wi-Fi coverage here, he connected to the server, and retrieved the patient information of the young man who had just left, 26 years old, graduated with a master's degree, worked in a famous company, and was seriously injured in a car accident. This information was naturally retrieved by him from the old system, because when he was debugging the server in the early morning, he had to get the latest password again, so he could get in.

Time passed quickly, and after the master's young man, in this critical care ward, two more people walked. They were all given first aid by doctors, but to no avail, and they were originally sent here, which meant that there was no effective treatment.

One is an old man, 84 years old, a farmer by profession, with advanced lung cancer, but he didn't release any fog before he died, Zhuo Chuan couldn't see it, let alone absorb it.

The other was a young man who had been stabbed twice, with tattoos carved on his body, and before he died, Zhuo Chuan also did not see any fog. This 19-year-old man, graduated from junior high school, was an unemployed vagrant, and had no family members around him.

When he went out to eat at noon, Zhuo Chuan took a good breath.

He calmed himself down, got out of the shock of facing death, and began to analyze.

Up to now, he has seen the whole process of the death of the four people, combined with the situation of the four deceased, as well as the presence or absence of those fogs.

Zhuo Chuan found that the associate professor in his 70s had the most, so much that he had time to absorb it, and the dead gangster, and the old farmer did not have it at all.

There was too little information from the New World before, and it didn't tell him what kind of people could release the power of the soul, and Zhuo Chuan also knew that the research objects of those materials were ordinary people in the New World, and they were incomparable to people in the modern world.

He can only summarize the law by himself, judging from these four samples, the deceased needs to be old enough before his death, and rich enough cultural knowledge, and after the release of the soul power, he can maintain a relatively long fog before he has a chance to absorb it, and the endangered people who have both conditions are obviously not very many, and it is even more difficult to encounter. However, this difficulty, he expected, if it was so easy, the soul power would not be so valuable in the new world.

After eating, Zhuo Chuan returned to the hospice ward, and before entering, he went to the duty room again to say something. He ran into the female doctor again, who was eating a simple boxed lunch in the duty room, with only a few vegetarian dishes in it, and no meat was visible.

It seemed that Zhuo Chuan looked at it a few more times, the female doctor raised her head, and at this time she had already taken off her mask, revealing a beautiful face, very young, she looked at Zhuo Chuan, and said angrily, "What do you see, we interns can afford this, if you have a little sympathy, when you see the leaders of our hospital, you can also say that you will give us more subsidies."

"We engineers, usually eat boxed lunches, are almost the same" Zhuo Chuan smiled, he knew that in the hospital, the distribution is not even compared to the company, a few old qualified doctors and leaders, do get a lot, but most of the people at the bottom, all get very little, need to boil qualifications, many remote county hospitals, a few years ago, there are still a lot of interns and nurses who get hundreds a month.

"Oh, I see that you are a bit of a leader, but I didn't expect you to be a coolie" The female doctor's attitude was better, and asked him to sit down, "What are you investigating in there, there are some critical illnesses that are not going well, and few leaders usually pay attention to them"

"Oh, I want to make a hospice care system, but also to help doctors and patients communicate better," Zhuo Chuan thought about it and said.

"This thing has long been very popular abroad, but in our country, except for some high-end people, who can really use it, you thing, in twenty years, there is no future, the living can't take care of it, who still has the extra mind to care about dying" The female doctor pouted and made a final statement.