There were many people gathered outside the emergency room. When Zhang Yang rushed into the corridor of the emergency room, he was immediately blocked by a big man in a suit.
"Get out of the way!"
Zhang Yang's eyes seemed to be shooting out of flames, and his face looked fierce, like a bloodthirsty beast.
"Let him in, he is Liu Biao's friend." A man in a suit seemed to know Zhang Yang and said to the person blocking Zhang Yang.
The man in a suit stepped aside, and Zhang Yang immediately ran towards the door of the emergency room. The two men in suits couldn't help but glance at each other, with a hint of surprise in their eyes: This boy is so murderous!
The so-called murderous spirit can be seen in our lives every day. For example, some police arrest prisoners for a long time. As a powerful organization with political support, they will naturally develop a kind of righteousness, or an aura that makes prisoners fearful.
, this is actually the same as the formation of murderous intent.
When a person regards life as an ant, he will naturally have a murderous intention that makes the heart palpitate. We often encounter this phenomenon in our lives. A dozen people are frightened by one person and let him suppress him. In fact, this is also a phenomenon.
A kind of murderous intention, which comes from one's own strength or strong background.
Of course, some people in power can develop this kind of momentum by giving orders for a long time. Such people can influence other ideas with every move of their hands and every move. Even when they are at a disadvantage, ordinary people would not dare to
It's easy to provoke such a person.
There is an interesting phenomenon that often occurs in life. For example, when some people give a report at a meeting, they will chatter non-stop. However, when some people come to the podium, they just look around and immediately become silent. This can be explained by
The theory behind this phenomenon is only momentum and murderous intent. The momentum accumulated in daily life is something that people dare not despise.
Of course, there is a difference between "murderous intent" and "momentum". "Murderous intent" is a manifestation of strength, while "momentum" is a manifestation of power. An ordinary soldier who kills people on the battlefield can have "murderous intent", but he will never
Having "momentum", "momentum" is more of a manifestation of a superior person.
However, there can be people in life who have this temperament at the same time, but they are rare.
No matter how you explain it, in short, if you want to have murderous intent, you must have killed someone!
"I'm sorry, this is a surgery center and you can't enter!" A nurse was recording something at the door. When she heard Zhang Yang's footsteps, she said without raising her head.
"I want to go in!" Zhang Yang looked at the nurse coldly.
"If you go in and cause an accident to the injured person or the operation fails, are you responsible?" The nurse looked up with an expressionless face. She was almost immune to Zhang Yang's expression. In the hospital, she had to face Zhang Yang's kind of behavior every day because a loved one was injured or died.
As for the relatives who had lost their minds, the nurse's murderous intention towards Zhang Yang was not as strong as those big men in suits.
"Oh...then I'll wait..."
Zhang Yang's brain suddenly woke up, and his eyes regained clarity. It would not help him to enter the operating room now.
"Go to the inpatient department and take a look. Several of his friends are injured. They are in the Orthopedics Department, on the fifth floor. The injured will be sent there later. You don't have to wait here..."
"His life is not in danger?" Zhang Yang heard some news from the nurse and was immediately overjoyed.
"Do you want him to die?" The nurse looked at Zhang Yang with a strange expression.
"Ah...no, no..."
"Breaking a few bones won't kill you, kid!" The nurse rolled her eyes at Zhang Yang and pushed the door open into the emergency room.
"hey-hey……"
Looking at the nurse's back, Zhang Yang couldn't help but giggle. Immediately, he went straight to the fifth floor of the Department of Orthopedics. Zhang Yang was sure that Song Tao was definitely inside. Since he was here, he had to go and have a look. Besides, Liu Biao would also send him there later.
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Now Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, as long as his life was not in danger, everything would be easy to handle.
After asking several nurses, I quickly found Song Tao's room, which is a six-person room.
"Uncle Wang, what are you doing here?"
Opening the door, Zhang Yang saw Song Tao and two other somewhat familiar young men lying on the bed. However, what surprised him was that Uncle Wang was also lying on the bed with two splints tied to his arms.
"Ah...Zhang Yang, cough cough...I'm old, I'm old..." Uncle Wang looked embarrassed, his old face turned red, and Zhang Yang was confused.
After asking for at least half an hour, several people tried to explain the matter clearly.
It turned out that Liu Biao didn't know who he heard from who said that Zhang Yang was insulted in the library, so he immediately summoned people to help Zhang Yang find a place. Little did he know that there was no one at the door of the library when they went.
Liu Biao, who was now the boss of the party, naturally refused to give up. It was a rare occasion for him to show off his authority, so he immediately looked for Lu Fei on campus. After searching for several times, he couldn't find him, so they had to return disappointed. You know,
After they left the school gate, they met Lu Fei, who had been waiting for them at the school gate for a long time.
The matter was very simple. After saying less than three sentences, the angry Liu Biao gave an order, and the four people swarmed forward and started punching and kicking...
However, the ending made everyone depressed. The four of them were no match for Lu Fei. Liu Biao was kicked and his calf bone was broken and two ribs were broken. The other three were also injured, but not as serious as Liu Biao.
"Then why was Uncle Wang injured?" Zhang Yang was puzzled.
"Um...ahem...that school gate is my territory. Of course I can't let them do whatever they want. I saw them fighting lively, so I went out..."
The old man's voice became softer and softer, and he couldn't hear anything later. Song Tao told him what happened. He probably wanted to pull them apart at that time, but who knew who pulled him away during the melee?
He fell to the ground, and as a result, his arm was broken and dislocated...
"Uncle Wang, when someone encounters something like this, it's too late to hide. Why are you joining in the fun? You're not fighting in the Vietnam War when you were young! How old are you..."
Zhang Yang sweated profusely after hearing this. He was almost certain that the old man still thought he was Lian Po. When the old man chatted with him, he liked to brag and brag all over the place. Zhang Yang usually couldn't bear to break his own opinion. Who knew that this was possible?
OK, something happened, my arm was dislocated.
"Who said I'm old? I'm still strong..." The old man was furious and puffed out his withered chest, looking dissatisfied with old age.
"You can do it, you can do it..."
"Oh...it hurts..."
The old man suddenly hugged his arms and screamed, making Zhang Yang stunned for a moment. He was fine just now, but why does it hurt so much again?
"Old Wang, does it still hurt?"
Zhang Yang opened his mouth, and a fat old woman strode to the bedside at the door, looked at the old man with a look of pity, and gently blew on the old man's bony arms with her mouth.
"It still hurts...Xiao Liu, the smell here is strong, don't stay here, there are nurses..." Zhang Yang heard the old man calling Xiao Liu, and goosebumps fell all over the floor.
"I asked the nurse just now and he said that there is nothing serious about you. You just need to recover well at home and you can be discharged."
"But...I can't cook..."
The old man sighed, with a face full of vicissitudes of life, which made Zhang Yang feel sad, ***, the old man's acting skills are getting better and better!