Dongfang Xing's face darkened, and his voice had no warmth at all: "Get out."
The Persian cat's body suddenly stiffened. Even though she wanted to stay, seeing his resolute expression, she had no choice but to leave.
Behind him, the man's face was sinister and cold.
11111
Something big happened in the military medical clinic tonight. The lights were still bright late at night, and the sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor kept coming back.
The chief military doctor, headed by Luo Qin, is in the emergency room rescuing Xia Hou Huan'er, who suddenly went into shock.
Shen Tie, who shamelessly stayed in the zombie camp and refused to leave, paced anxiously outside the door, constantly praying.
The rescue work went on for several hours. When the door of the emergency room opened, Shen Li quickly stepped forward and saw the hospital bed covered with white cloth. Suddenly, a bolt from the blue struck her. She immediately rushed over and lay down on the bed. Beside the bed, I cried uncontrollably.
Luo Qin pulled down the mask, reached out and patted his shoulder, and said with a heavy face: "My condolences, by the way."
Shen Tiao yelled heartbreakingly: "Why? Are you the only one behind in the medical skills of your zombie camp? If you can't even save an individual, what qualifications do you have to dominate the mainland? Why?"
The corner of Luo Qin's mouth twitched: "Master Shen, the people in the zombie camp are all zombies. What we study are all zombies. She is a human being. There is nothing wrong with us if she dies." Just like, a veterinarian can be compared with a human doctor. Are they comparable?
"Fart, what about zombies? You are not mutated from humans, Military Doctor Luo, she must not be dead yet, please save her, I don't want her to die, please save my Bing'er." Shen said. He came forward and grabbed his hand hard.
"Master Shen, please calm down. She is dead, and all her body functions are necrotic. Even if Hua Tuo is alive, there is no way to save her. Please forgive her and accept her." Luo Qin pushed his hand away, but he didn't expect that he held it tightly. I couldn't push it away no matter what, and I couldn't help but feel a little angry.
Chuan Bupo, who had just come in, saw this and quickly stepped forward to hold Shen Tiao, frowning and said: "Master Shen, Dr. Luo is the most senior military doctor in our zombie camp. He said there is no way to save him, even if he says there is no way to save him, you can't pester him. It’s useless.”
"I don't believe that Bing'er won't die. It must be because you didn't try your best." Overstimulated, Shen Tiao raised his fist and struck at Quan Bupo.
Wanbupo didn't expect that he would actually attack him. His figure quickly dodged to the side, knocking over the cabinet on the side, and the contents on it immediately fell to the ground with a huff.
Luo Qin frowned immediately and said in a deep voice: "If you want to fight, get out and fight."
"I'm sorry." After saying apologetically, Wanbupo immediately took Shen Liao's arm and dragged him outside.
"Really, what has happened to this?" Luo Qin glared at them, then ordered his subordinates to tidy up the room, and then had Xia Hou Huan'er's body pushed back to the ward, waiting for Dongfang Xing's instructions.
The military medical clinic, which was in chaos, finally calmed down, leaving only the dim lighting and the deep corridor, which felt indescribably weird.
Silence, deathly silence.
Suddenly, a black shadow floated across the corridor like a ghost. After making sure that no one was there, he opened the door of the ward and ducked in.
The pale hospital bed was raised and covered with a white shroud.
She quietly walked to the bed, reached out and lifted the shroud, and saw a pale and stiff face appearing in front of her under the dim light.
