When Dean Jia came to the emergency room, he saw Lao Tang holding Nurse Ke's hand, and couldn't help frowning. What kind of virtues do these guys of the Special Administration Bureau have, and they rub oil everywhere, so they can't pay attention to their identity?

When Lao Tang saw Dean Jia coming over, he reluctantly let go of Nurse Xiaoke's Rouyi, and ran over to ask Dean Jia to transfer all the expert resources to participate in the rescue.

Dean Jia's face was full of helplessness: "I will transfer the top experts of this hospital, but I can't transfer all the experts." The first is because there are other patients in the hospital who need expert resources, and the second is because this is not a tug-of-war, but medical treatment, which pays attention to the counterpart and professionalism!"

Old Tang glared: "Isn't it just a tug-of-war? One is God, and the other is a doctor! Okay, okay, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and transfer people!"

Dean Jia: "......"

At first glance, this sounds true, but it always feels like something is not right. It doesn't matter if it's God or not, if God really wants to accept people, it's useless to transfer all the experts from the Heavenly Dynasty!

Dean Jia said sincerely: "This leader, I can understand your feelings. But at the same time, we ask that you understand the situation in the hospital......"

Old Tang said impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense, save my brother, I'll let ** give you a ...... Promise...... Promise...... What ......"

"Neuer!" added Lao Liang.

"Yes, Neuer, Neuer Medical Prize!" Old Tang waved his hand, "You have to believe in our rights!"

Dean Jia was melancholy: Isn't Neuer the goalkeeper in Germany who has a forward heart?

Illiteracy is not terrible, but the illiterate with blind confidence is terrible. No matter how great the power is, who can you still control the Nobel Prize in Medicine?

Dean Jia couldn't help but sigh: "Two leaders, please calm down and listen to my explanation......"

"Everyone has become a roast duck, how can you calm me down, my eggs hurt!"

Dean Jia: "......"

Seeing that the two sides had already chatted about sparks, Hu Ke found an opportunity to quickly slip away, and looked at his hands distressed as he walked: This uncle is really black, and he is about to pinch purple for me!

Hu Ke returned to the intensive care ward, Hu Lang was already asleep, and the only sound in the room was the operation of the machine. She looked down and saw that the urine in the urine bag was already bulging, and if she didn't pour it out, she would have a big party with Hu Lang's kidney.

Hu Keli poured urine, and was just about to take out his mobile phone to swipe the circle of friends, when a message came from the duty room saying that a man in black was coming to visit Hu Lang.

Hu Ke replied to the message and asked the attendant to tell the other party that Hu Lang was still in a coma and could not accept visits. The man in black is Lao Liang's apprentice Xiao Niu, who recorded Hu Lang's message according to Lao Liang's arrangement.

In fact, now that the Special Management Bureau's investigation of Hu Lang is nearing completion, it is purely routine to record the oral message. During the half month that Hu Lang was in the ICU, the Special Administration Bureau launched a comprehensive investigation of Hu Lang, pulled a large database, and made a large number of on-site visits. All the investigations proved that Hu Lang was just an ordinary person, he didn't know Lu Manman, and he wasn't a spiritual qi cultivator.

Now Hu Lang is in the archives of the Special Management Bureau, and there are only two things that are unknown-

One is about Hu Lang's mother, Moon Shadow, and there is no information about this woman in the official database. According to Hu Lang's uncle, Moon Shadow committed suicide when Hu Lang was three years old. Originally, the investigator wanted to start with Aunt Hu Lang to investigate, but it turned out that this aunt was not Hu Lang's aunt at all;

One is about Hu Lang's father, this information is even more scarce, and he doesn't even know what it's called. After checking and checking, the investigator came to a devastating conclusion: Hu Lang's father may be surnamed Hu, and the others are unknown.

At one point, the TMAC suspected that someone had deliberately erased their information. It would be more terrifying if someone could erase a person's information so cleanly. But this possibility is extremely low, after all, Hu Lang is too ordinary, and he has had a miserable time these years. It doesn't look like there is any special background at all!

On the shelf next to it were Hu Lang's things. It was his personal belongings when he was taken to the hospital: a worn-out coat with blackened bloodstains, a cheap rice phone with a cracked corner of the screensaver, and a crescent-shaped jade pendant that he had removed for fear of affecting the operation.

Hu Ke picked up the jade pendant casually, and the hand was warm, the feel was slightly jerky, and there was a very obvious red silk thread in the jade, which added a far-reaching and extreme artistic conception to the jade pendant. Hu Ke doesn't understand jade, he just thinks that this jade is a bit special, and it doesn't seem to be the same as the one in the mall!

Hu Lang slept very deeply this night, and he didn't even dream. When I woke up, it was already afternoon. Because Hu Lang injured his internal organs, he was not ventilated at this time, so he could not eat. His lips were already chapped, and Hu Ke could dip the gauze in the cool white and thoughtfully help him moisten his lips.

This work is beyond the scope of a nurse, but because it is arranged by Dean Jia, it is more natural for Hu Ke to do it.

But Hu Lang saw it in his eyes and burst into tears of gratitude, although his pronunciation was difficult, he still struggled and said: "Sister Xiaoke, thank you...... You...... It's so nice!"

"How nice?" Hu Ke smiled, and put a hot towel on the back of his swollen hand.

"As good as my aunt!"

Hu Ke's hand shook and almost smashed the basin on Hu Lang's face: "Why do I feel like you're saying I'm old?"

If you don't have a word, it's short. On the third day of Hu Lang's awakening, Dean Jia came again. This time, he was followed by the man in black, Lao Liang, and Lao Liang's apprentice Xiao Niu.

Hu Lang saw that Lao Liang's face was the same as that of his dead mother, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition: This old thing shouldn't be coming to me for bad luck, right?

Dean Jia smiled and said, "Your spirit has recovered well today!"

"Well, I want to thank Sister Hu Ke!" Hu Lang watched Hu Ke shake the hospital bed a little and motioned for her to help pad her head.

"Xiao Ke has worked hard, let's go and rest first!" Seeing Hu Ke walking out of the ward, Dean Jia smiled at Hu Lang and said, "This is Section Chief Liang, this is Comrade Niu, they want to talk to you! You are still relatively weak now, pay more attention to your breath when you speak." ”

Hu Lang stared at Dean Jia's eyes and let out a "hmm".

Dean Jia said to Section Chief Liang again: "Hu Lang also just woke up yesterday, and his body is still relatively weak, so try to make a long story short! Don't disturb the patient's rest too much!"

"Okay!" Lao Liang shook hands with Dean Jia, and watched him walk out of the ward, then turned his head to look at Hu Lang.

"Why did you stop Lu Manman from saving me that day?" Hu Lang didn't wait for Lao Liang to speak, and made a preemptive strike.

Lao Liang was stunned: "I ......"

"I don't have a grudge against you, do I? Why do you want me to die?"

"I ......"

"You are not ordinary people, but you are not ordinary people who can ignore the life of an ordinary person?"

"I ......"

"No matter who you are, there should always be at least human nature, right?"

Lao Liang:, shouldn't this episode be like this? Why are you still torturing Lao Tzu's soul? I'm here to interrogate you!

"You ......"

Lao Liang couldn't bear it anymore, and said angrily: "Shut up!"