Almost at the same time, there was a dull noise under the quilt.
My hand pressed on the quilt and was hit by the strong impact as if my bones were broken.
"Are you okay?" The nurse screamed and rushed over.
When she reached out to help me up, I got up quickly to see if Xiaobu was hurt.
Fortunately, it was unharmed.
But because of the explosion just now, Xiaodian woke up, looked at me blankly, opened his mouth and began to cry.
"Call a doctor and give the child a detailed examination." I roared.
The nurse hurried out.
A few steps back, Baba looked at me anxiously, "what about you, what about your injury?"
"Leave me alone and find a doctor. Hurry." I said again.
The nurse quickly ran out.
When she went out, I quickly checked all the places in the nursery to make sure there were no suspicious objects such as small toys, which was a sigh of relief.
At the same time, the doctor hurried to the ward.
He carefully and quickly checked the situation of all the children, and then turned to the nurse, "find someone to transfer all the children to the maternity ward, disperse them first, and wait until the cause is found out."
The nurse nodded and didn't forget to remind the doctor, "Dr. Pei, the girl's hand is still bleeding. Please check it for her."
Hearing this, the doctor's eyes rested on my hand.
I looked down, too.
The hand holding the quilt was shocked to burst open several wounds, dripping with blood and vaguely visible white bones inside.
It can be imagined that if there was no quilt, if I didn't find it in time.
So now the people who have been blown up to show their bones are small.
My back was full of cold sweat, and I began to ache.
"It's a little serious. You need to disinfect and sew needles as soon as possible. Come with me." Said the doctor.
In the office, the doctor wanted to give me anesthetic, but he looked at the wound and immediately tightened his face, "it's a little difficult. Can you resist the pain?"
I looked at him in surprise, "am I allergic to anesthetics?"
"Of course not. The wound has involved the tendon of your finger. If you are under general anesthesia, it is likely that the finger will never move again." The doctor explained.
In order to make me use my fingers as flexibly as normal people in the future, I can only resist the pain now.
I looked around. Finally, I took out my handkerchief from my bag, kneaded it into a ball, stuffed it into my mouth, nodded to the doctor and signaled that he could start.
Although I have made all the psychological preparations, I still feel the pain all over me when the needle goes through the flesh.
Every second is suffering.
When the doctor finally finished sewing the needle, I was as cold and sweaty as if I had been fished out of the water.
"I use a beautiful thread, so I don't have to remove the thread again. I can avoid a pain and feel a little better." The doctor packed up his tools.
My mind was not in this regard. "Before I entered the nursery, I saw a red figure, and then there was a toy on my future son-in-law's bed. That toy exploded."
The doctor frowned when he heard the speech. "You mean, you suspect that the man in red put a bomb on your house... On the child's bed?"
I nodded heavily, "yes, and this happened more than once around us. There was another time before, but it was at home and disguised as a doll."
"Do you think the same person committed the crime?" The doctor asked me again.
Of course not.
After all, Wei Zhuang has died in prison. Can't we be a Piao and don't let us go?
I'm still very materialistic.
If I have to think about this, I suspect Su Jingbai ordered people to do it.
"In short, first look at the monitoring. It's best if you can determine who it is." I said.
The doctor also agreed with me. He immediately called the security department and began to check the surveillance.
When the man in red showed up, I was suddenly stunned.
The whole person was like being struck by thunder. He murmured subconsciously, "it's impossible. How can it be?"
"Is this man really a Piao?" The doctor wondered, "otherwise, how could you react so much?"
Of course this man is not a Piao!
But the living Su Jingbai!
Although it's just a side face, I can see at a glance that it's su Jingbai.
"I'm going to the mental hospital." I said.
Despite the doctor's strange eyes and doubts, I rushed out and drove straight to the mental hospital.
I almost ran the red light on the road. I don't care. I just want to get to the mental hospital earlier.
When you get to the door, throw it out of the car and rush in.
But when I went out in the morning, I changed a bag and didn't put my pass in it. The security guard refused to let me in.
"I've been here before. You know I have a pass. Be flexible and let me in. Can't I make it up next time?" I said.
But no matter what I say, the security guard just won't agree.
"This is my job. I can't let anyone in. Don't embarrass me. Please go back." The security guard said with a straight face.
I begged him again and again to no avail, so I had to be dejected and turn around to leave. I thought I would drive back and take out my admission card now.
But as soon as I turned around, I met Xu Jiaman.
She seemed to have just returned from somewhere. The red Ferrari stopped at the door and threw the car key to the security guard, "uncle, please."
"Don't worry, Dean, you'd better park it in the garage?" Security road.
Xu Jiaman smiled and nodded.
I seemed to see the Savior and hurried forward, "Dean Xu. Just "
"Miss Shen, are you here to see Su Jingbai?" Xu Jiaman asked me with a smile.
I nodded like mashing garlic, "yes, but I forgot to bring my pass. President Xu, do you think I can..."
Before I finished, Xu Jiaman waved his hand directly, "what a big thing. Just go in, uncle. Let her in."
"OK." The security guard still listens to the Dean Xu Jiaman.
I hurried in and went straight to Su Jingbai's room.
When he rushed to the door of the room, he saw Su Jingbai lying inside and sleeping, as if he hadn't been out.
Did you really not go out, or did you come back and start pretending to sleep?
After thinking for a while, I turned and walked to my mother-in-law's ward next door, "aunt, are you free?"
"I'm not free. I'm waiting for my son to pick me up. What's the matter? You have something to do with me?" My mother-in-law sat in the corner, playing with the dirty sheets on the ground, looking up and asking me.
I nodded. "I have something to ask you. If you answer correctly, I'll give you a gift related to your son. How about it?"