After confirming the medicine ordered by the patients in the VIP ward tonight and the precautions for infusion, Xiaolian walked out and came to the familiar corridor again.

She has been here for several years, and she is living the same life as before, no different from ordinary people.

The sound of the elevator sounded, and the sound of hurried footsteps came from the front, but it faded away.

It seems that I went in the direction of the dean's office, or went to another floor.

Xiaolian carried a plastic bag containing infusion sets, medicines, sterilized cotton swabs, etc.

Walk through the elevator hall in front of you, turn right, and finally arrive here.

Xiaolian looked at the head, the lights were very bright, but the doors on both sides and the glass on the doors still outlined square black holes.

Originally, it was a straight path, and there was no need to pause, but when she finally made up her mind, Xiaolian suddenly stopped in front of the door of a certain ward, pushed the door and walked in.

……

"The phone is busy", Li Dawei hung up the phone in a hurry, and it was hard to say that he was panting unevenly, and the soles of his feet were rising hot, "Who is this person?" Really...... The changes are not small. ”

"Like?" Jin Xin compared the photos on Li Dawei's mobile phone with the photos in his mobile phone, still skeptical, and couldn't believe that it was really as Li Dawei said.

"This is?!" Jin Xin and Li Dawei looked at each other, and then the two shouted together, "Oh no/bad!" ”

The two men flew out of the dean's office as if they were flying - the footsteps were so rapid that even Liang Jinmo in the VIP ward felt telepathic.

The sound of clattering also disturbed Qin Ningxiang, the woman put down her mobile phone, and the sound of the small video stopped abruptly.

"What sound?" Qin Ningxiang turned her head and looked at the pale yellow leather band tied with her slender white wrists, Xiaolian replied casually, "Emergency wounded, right?" All right. ”

Qin Ningxiang couldn't help but turn around and stare at the hand of the nurse who was about to give her needle, it was she who felt that the woman's hand seemed to be a little too cold, and her voice was too hollow, as if she was afraid of something. Is it because her blood vessels are not good to puncture, which makes it difficult for the nurse?

"Don't look if you're afraid."

"Okay." Qin Ningxiang turned her head obediently.

"It's all like this, do you want the nurse to prick you first?" Liang Jinmo hung up the phone and slowly walked back from the window, ready to start the last wave of infusion.

Savoring the aroma of toothpaste, the mint smell spread on the tip of the tongue, Liang Jinmo's heart seemed to taste the sweet taste, the pleasure was transmitted to the limbs, and the sticky was separated for about ten minutes, and the two people who came out of the bathroom found that the ward had been reorganized, with a faint fragrance of gardenias.

At that time, the two of them had a basic trust in the nurse who appeared in front of them.

Liang Jinmo didn't doubt it, first, because Liangshang Hospital is the property of the Liang family, and it is his own person, so trust is normal. Second, it was only clear in the previous paragraph that there should be no one who can sneak in, as well as a group of spies, traitors, and people who are suspected of being plotted/rebelled.

But tonight, after he ate the food box, he was a little flustered and inexplicably uncomfortable.

At this moment, looking at the nurse who was about to give his wife a needle, there was a momentary sense of weightlessness, and suddenly there was a ridiculous idea that he forgot who he was and what he was doing.

Just when Liang Jinmo noticed that he was in a daze, the door was broken, and a figure flew to Qin Ningxiang and Xiaolian, tearing off the needle that was about to be pierced into it.

The pink-purple needle slipped from her hand, and Xiaolian looked at the man who rushed over and pushed her away in surprise, "Dean Jin? What's wrong?! ”

"What's wrong?!" Before Jin Xin could say anything, Li Dawei grabbed the person's arm first and clasped it behind him.

"Is that her?!" Liang Jinmo's eyes inevitably darkened.