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There were many people taking photos and talking around, because the position where the scaffold collapsed did not hit the hospital department building, and did not affect the main road with a large number of people in the hospital, but buried the flower garden on the west side with the NMR sign;

Zhou Ze was a little confused. When he rushed to clean up the ruins, he deeply felt his weakness at this time.

I'm used to being a Hercules, and I'm used to cutting everything hard with my nails,

It makes you suddenly become an ordinary person,

Especially when something happened,

It's really hard to adapt.

Fortunately, the first wave of rescue team will come soon. It is the workers on the construction site.

Everyone worked together to clean up the ruins on the flower bed. As soon as the top layer was cleared, there was a cry for help immediately below. It was an old man.

After hearing the voice of the Taoist priest,

Boss Zhou sat directly on the ground,

The Taoist priest is not dead.

As for saying that the old Taoist had suffered multiple injuries and even lost his arms and legs, boss Zhou didn't care.

After all, Lao Dao is a master who can still comfort his big sister after more than a year's notice of terminal cancer.

The workers' brothers soon saved Lao Dao. Lao Dao's sick clothes were unimaginably dirty. The old wounds on his face did not go away, but added new ones.

Fortunately,

This is the hospital,

There is no need to call 120 for an ambulance, but a stretcher truck will come and push to start treatment.

Zhou Ze went to the bathroom to wash his hands and face.

He doesn't know,

This time, the old Taoist was buried after smoking a cigarette,

Is it the counterattack from the Bodhisattva,

It's another initiative of the old Taoist priest to sacrifice.

If it was the counterattack of Bodhisattva, this time the Taoist priest could be regarded as dangerous.

If it is another active sacrifice

Tut,

Last time Lao Dao broke his nose in the bathroom, the Bodhisattva over there was almost treated by the elevator door as a meat grinder;

This big battle,

How to connect with Bodhisattva?

Although people always say that Bodhisattva bless Bodhisattva bless something,

Isn't there another sentence,

Ask mud Bodhisattva to cross the river

Out of the bathroom, Zhou Ze went to find an old Taoist.

The Taoist priest suffered from multiple soft tissue contusions all over his body and a fracture in his right arm. Now he was fixed in plaster.

Zhou Ze took Lao Dao from the doctor. They helped each other into the elevator and went back to the ward.

Right now,

This hospital can be said to have become a chess board for the Taoist and Bodhisattva,

Every plant and tree in the hospital, even everyone, has become a pawn on the chessboard.

It's a bit like the drugstore next door to the bookstore. No matter how wonderful guests they receive, the doctors and nurses in the drugstore are used to it.

It's like Qing's two little friends, who lie in the drugstore for a year without heartbeat or breath, and the staff in the drugstore don't have any strange feelings.

Now?

In this hospital, Zhou Ze felt the same feeling.

In dealing with their identities,

This hospital seems to have a kind of "filter" up and down:

Oh, you're injured. Come and treat you. After treatment, go back to the ward.

It seems that doctors and nurses in the hospital have become NPCs. After players are injured, they can find them here to return blood.

"Ouch, boss, let's leave the hospital."

The Taoist priest was sad and hung an arm, almost crying.

Zhou Ze didn't answer,

Leaving the hospital at this moment is tantamount to admitting defeat,

And the consequence of admitting defeat is the exposure of identity,

In the dark, the fog that enveloped the two of them will disappear,

The Bodhisattva will also perceive the position of the two of them.

If you can eat 30% full as you did a year ago, you will punch the Bodhisattva farmer three times,

Where can we still play this causal game like this?

It's not that I can't fight head-on now, so I play circuitous.

"Boss, people are hospitalized to treat their injuries. Er, being hospitalized here is an additional injury. Er is really afraid of what accident he will have in this hospital......"

The old man always has a stubborn mode of thinking, that is to die on his own Kang. When Zhou Ze was a doctor in his last life, he did encounter a lot of young patients. When his children didn't give up, he gave up asking to leave the hospital and went home to lie in bed and wait for death.

The Taoist priest is not afraid of death, but he doesn't want to die in this hospital.

Although Lao Dao didn't know that he was the protagonist in this game, he also felt something wrong one by one.

"Stick to it again."

Zhou Ze can only say so.

The Taoist priest frowned and finally nodded, although he wanted to ask the boss what he insisted on?

"Mr. Xu, you haven't done your MRI today."

A little nurse came to the ward to urge.

Zhou Ze nodded, indicating that he knew it, got out of bed and walked to the door of the ward,

Stop,

I want to order something old,

But I feel that as a layman, I don't seem to have anything to tell such top players,

I didn't say anything at all,

Out of the ward.

Outside the MRI department, the cleaning work continues, but the normal work of the Department has been restored.

Boss Zhou doesn't care about how to deal with the subsequent disputes of the accident and the determination of responsibility.

But when passing through the ruins,

He suddenly felt a little sorry for the leaders of this hospital.

It is this hospital that suffers from the Immortals' fight. Don't end the fight at last, and there will be nothing left in this hospital.

Shaking his head, leaving aside other distractions, Zhou Ze went in and did an MRI. After that, he simply took the film and walked back while watching it.

In fact, not many doctors can really understand the details of this kind of film in depth, and they often just look at it roughly. Of course, when holding your film in front of you, the doctor will definitely show a Wolong style of "everything is under control".

The problem is not very big. Boss Zhou is relieved that the rest of his injuries can be cured. The key lies in the damage of his knee meniscus. The problem is often very thorny.

Even after surgery, it is easy to have problems again in the future. Like toothache, it is very troublesome. At the same time, just like you need to eat and use your teeth every day, normal people also need to walk every day.

When preparing to take the elevator back to the ward, Zhou Ze suddenly saw a lame figure in front of him.

Boss Zhou immediately stopped, pretended to tie his shoes, turned sideways, stepped back and hid in a corner.

The other party entered the elevator with the food from the canteen in his hand.

After waiting for a long time, Zhou Ze got up,

Pull the slippers in the ward and walk forward.

Press the elevator button,

When waiting for the elevator,

Zhou Ze began to calculate some methods in his mind,

For example,

Since we are all ordinary people now, we must use the thinking and operation mode of ordinary people,

Ordinary people will buy murderers, right?

But this seems a little wrong;

The Taoist priest has a lot of money. Although Zhou Ze hasn't done anything about buying murderers, he has been experienced.

But will this break the rules of the game?

forget it,

Pressed down the idea,

Zhou Ze felt that professional things should be left to professional people to do well, and he should not help around.

The elevator door opened,

Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment,

The lame man stood inside, holding a plastic spittoon in his hand.

Um

The lame man naturally saw Zhou Ze,

"Are you back? Yesterday morning, the doctors and nurses were still looking for you. When did you leave the hospital?"

The lame man frowned slightly, and didn't seem to like this warm way of greeting.

If the Taoist is here, he may respond to a few syllables. In the end, it is the relationship between everything that has carried a gun.

But facing Zhou Ze, he just walked out indifferently with a plastic spittoon.

Zhou Ze walked into the elevator,

When the elevator door closes,

Zhou Ze bit his lips.

Every time you meet the other person in the hospital, you will increase the risk of being found.

After all, they should now know that the person they are looking for is in this hospital.

I have a relationship with Lao Dao and their patients in the same ward. If they meet again and again, they will doubted me and them.

The elevator door opened and Zhou Ze returned to his ward.

The Taoist priest was still humming in the hospital bed, looking very painful.

"Boss, come back."

"Well."

Zhou Ze took out a cigarette, first put one in Lao Dao's mouth, lit it for him, and then walked to the window and lit one.

"Hey, hey, play for me, play for me."

"No, I play, I play."

In the next ward, the two children seemed to be fighting for a game machine. The little monkey in the bookstore also had a similar one. Zhou Ze grabbed it from the monkey when he was bored and played with it for some time.

That thing is quite heavy.

"Play for a while, play for a while."

"No, I play, I play. If I don't give it to you, I won't give it to you."

"Cheng Cheng, play for your brother for a while. Don't be stingy as a brother."

"No, no, don't give it. Don't rob, don't rob!"

At the next window, a little boy grabbed the game machine with both hands and stretched out the window to prevent another child from grabbing the game machine. The other child was still grabbing it.

Zhou Ze exhaled a smoke ring and was about to turn around and return to the hospital bed when he suddenly heard a scream from the child next door:

"Ah, it fell!"

Zhou Ze looked down,

The game machine fell down,

Anyone who knows a little about physics knows how dangerous it is for falling objects to hit people,

What's more?

This game console is really heavy.

The game console began to fall,

Fall,

Fall,

Fall

Zhou Ze saw below,

A lame man with a brand-new plastic spittoon was passing by.

"Bang!"

"Pa!"

The game machine hit the other party's head vertically.

The head of a lame man is equivalent to being severely beaten with bricks, which is directly opened;

The body turned half a circle aimlessly in place,

Then he collapsed to the ground, motionless.

headshot！

Zhou Ze silently took another cigarette,

Looking back,

I looked at the old Taoist who was lying on the bed with plaster on his hands and a cigarette holder.

When the old Taoist was a little suspicious and confused,

Zhou Ze said:

"Well done."