The Grudge of the Musician: Chapter 401: Disputes in the Hospital
Piano Master’s Complaint:
"Hey, how many times have I told you, isn't this for socializing?"
"Otherwise, we won't be able to negotiate this business."
"Oh, stop being so messy, it's really..."
At night, in Shangjing, a middle-aged man who didn't look very good hung up his phone in distress and muttered:
"When my head hurts, I just need to hurry up. Isn't it just for this family..."
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The man looked drunk.
Perhaps because he drank too much, his throat was a little thirsty. The man found a vending machine and wanted to buy a bottle of mineral water. Just as the man was paying:
"Ding...ding..."
Not far away, there seemed to be a sound of hammering something. With the faint light of the fire, the man was a little curious:
"It's strange, it's almost early in the morning, there are still people in the park?"
Maybe it was because he was drunk that the man didn't understand the weirdness of this.
For example, knocking something can make the sound so loud that it can be transmitted directly from inside the park to the outside.
The man staggered into the park, following the light of the fire not far away, and walked unsteadily.
"call……"
A gust of cold wind made the man shiver: "It's been spring for so long, is it still so cold?"
As the man gradually approached the fire, he saw that it was a small slope half a man high. In front of the slope, there was a man squatting. This man was wearing very ordinary clothes and seemed to be hammering with a hammer.
What.
The man was just about to walk in to ask, but he suddenly saw that as the hammer fell, a trace of blood splashed onto the slope in front of him. This made the drunk man sober up in an instant from his hazy drunkenness.
He shuddered and suspected that he had seen it wrong. As his eyes focused, he discovered that there were three white candles placed beside the man. And with the candlelight, the man felt as if he was lying in the dim shadow.
What are you wearing?
The man swallowed subconsciously, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, and subconsciously took a step back.
"Crack!"
Looking at the broken branches under his feet, the man quickly said: "I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to peek here, it's just..."
Before he finished speaking, a smell of blood hit his nostrils!
At this moment, the man finally saw clearly that the person lying at the man's feet was actually a person, a living person. But at this time, the man's face was already very ferocious, and his mouth was almost open to the limit, as if he was looking at
Something very scary happened.
Under the candlelight, his eyes were completely empty! There were only two deep black holes left! And on his forehead, there was an iron nail as thick as a finger!
The man suddenly collapsed on the ground, his face pale: "Killed! Killed!"
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Under the miserable howl, the man wielding the hammer slowly stood up.
The man watched the murderer slowly turn around, his breath suddenly stagnated, and the next moment his eyelids rolled up and he passed out.
At the last moment, what he saw was that the man wielding the hammer had three nails on his forehead and in his eyes! They were exactly the same as the dead man lying in a pool of blood!
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Kong Sang came to the hospital with a fruit basket, opened the ward, and there happened to be a nurse giving He Meng an injection.
"How is your body recovering?" Kongsang asked, putting down the fruit basket.
He Meng nodded: "The recovery is almost complete, but some memory parts are still a little confused."
Kong Sang shrugged: "There is nothing we can do about it. After the Immortal Sacrifice, although the soul in your body does not have consciousness, there will still be some residue. And your own consciousness has also suffered a lot of trauma. Also.
Fortunately, Yan Wei still has the elixir refined together with Yu Miaoxi, which helped you restore your damaged soul."
"What's going on with Zhengye?" He Meng asked.
"Don't worry. Although Liu Zhengye and his siblings were poisoned by the lover's poison and were injured, it was not too serious. With the help of people from their church, their bodies have almost recovered."
With that said, Kongsang turned on the TV.
By chance, the news was playing on the TV.
"This is Jiuzhou TV station reporting to you. Just last night, another murder occurred in Beijing's Huancheng Lake Park."
"There were three iron nails in the victim's eyes and forehead. According to the forensic on-site investigation, it was initially determined that someone used a hammer to smash the nails into the victim's body, causing death in the victim's brain."
Seeing this, He Meng couldn't help but sigh: "It's really not peaceful in Beijing recently."
"Huh? What's wrong?" Kongsang couldn't help but ask.
"It's something about the hospital here." He Meng showed a hint of regret: "About yesterday during the day, a baby was lost in their delivery room. Although the hospital immediately sent people to search, there was no result. Later, we checked
After conducting surveillance, we discovered that it might have been done by human traffickers."
Kong Sang frowned: "You actually came to the hospital to steal the child in broad daylight?"
He Meng shook his head:
"When I checked the relevant information of some cases in the past, I also encountered some similar situations. Some human traffickers will not abduct children who have become independent. They specifically select babies."
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"If any seller takes a fancy to it, they will either negotiate with the child's parents and one will give the child and the other the money."
"Or they will sneak into the hospital to steal. Sometimes they will pretend to be nurses or doctors, and if it's during shift time, it's easy to have loopholes."
Kong Sang muttered: "No wonder, when I came to the hospital just now, I felt that the doctors and nurses here seemed very serious and nervous. That's right, after all, if something like this happens, if it is not handled properly, let alone the child's parents
It is unacceptable that once it is exposed by the media, the hospital will be left with nothing to lose."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a burst of noise coming from outside.
"Dean Sun, when this happened, didn't it mean there was a serious mistake in the hospital's management?"
He asked a question in a tone that sounded like that of a media reporter.
Then, a slightly older voice explained with a sense of exhaustion and helplessness:
"I'm sorry, our Huancheng Lake Hospital will not accept any interviews for the time being. As for the child's problem, we have now called the police. At the same time, we will also negotiate with the family and give them a satisfactory explanation."
"Negotiation? What do you want to negotiate?" The reporter's voice seemed to be sharp: "Could it be that the child has just been missing for a day, and the hospital is going to calm you down and use money to solve the problem?"
Suddenly, with the sound of hurried footsteps, a group of people quickly passed through the corridor.
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Through the window on the ward door, you can see a middle-aged man in a white coat who looks to be in his fifties or sixties. There are also several young people, some holding microphones and some holding cameras. They should be
The reporter dressed up.
After blocking Dean Sun's way, the reporter immediately raised the microphone again and asked more sharply:
"Dean Sun, is this how the hospital handles problems? In the face of inevitable management mistakes, what's the use of blindly blocking our mouths?"
At one point, the quarrel turned into a small-scale push and shove.
Because of the damage to his soul, He Meng showed a hint of pain.
"You drink water first." Kong Sang put the hot water cup on He Meng's hand: "I'm going to ask them to calm down for a while. Your current injury requires rest."
However, before Kong Sang could go to open the door, the pushing and shoving in the corridor became more and more intense.
Sudden:
"Bang!"
The door to the ward suddenly opened! At the same time, the camera following the reporter fell to the ground, and the camera broke into two halves. While everyone was panicking, Dean Sun and several medical workers also hurriedly left.
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At this time, Kong Sang could clearly see the face of the reporter. She was a girl who looked to be in her twenties. Like herself, she should have just left school.
"Well..." Kong Sang stepped forward: "If there is nothing else, please leave the room first. I'm sorry, my friend needs to rest."
The reporter didn't seem to hear what Kong Sang said. After lifting the camera, he handed the microphone to Kong Sang.
"Sir, please express your opinion on this matter!"
"?" Kong Sang looked at her with question marks on his face. Is this reporter a little too ignorant?
Thinking of this, Kong Sang had no choice but to continue patiently: "Miss reporter, although the matter you are interviewing is also very important, you disturbed my friend's rest. I'm sorry, this is an independent ward, please leave as soon as possible, my
friend……"
Before he finished speaking, the reporter suddenly asked sharply as if he had eaten gunpowder: "As a family member of a patient in this hospital, after you learned that there were missing babies in this hospital, why are you still like this?"
What about indifference?”
"Also, you just said that this is an independent ward. But the way you dress, you don't seem to be from a very wealthy family."
"Has the director of this hospital told you not to comment on this matter? In return, you can rest in a separate ward?"
"This is all nonsense!" Kong Sang pushed away the microphone that almost hit his mouth:
"Miss reporter, this is just groundless speculation. What do you mean, the director of the hospital has said hello to us?"
"Is poverty written all over my face? Can't I live in an independent ward?"
"Also, why am I so indifferent?"
"As reporters, of course you can report on relevant matters. But my friend needs to rest now."
"We are neither the hospital nor the parties involved. Isn't it too rude of you to slap me in the face as soon as you come up?"
However:
"What do you want to do!" The reporter suddenly took a step back: "Are you going to do something?"
The corner of Kong Sang's mouth twitched. He glanced at He Meng, who also looked helpless. He nodded immediately and said, "What do you want to ask?"
The reporter immediately rolled his eyes at Kong Sang: "What a unsympathetic guy!"
Kong Sang stood aside with a gloomy face, looking at the reporters. The cameras surrounded He Meng.
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"Miss, what do you think of this matter?"
He Meng pushed up his glasses: "I'm sorry, I don't know the specific content. I just know that there was a chaos in the hospital yesterday, and it was said that a child in the nursery was secretly taken away."
"So, this matter is causing a big fuss?" the reporter asked immediately.
He Meng opened his mouth, and finally said helplessly: "Losing a child must be a big deal. The parents are also discussing follow-up matters with the hospital."
"As the child's parents, they did not rush to find the child immediately, but discussed relevant matters with the hospital. Miss, for you, does this mean that these parents do not value their children at all?
Are you only thinking about profit?" The reporter's question was so sharp that it almost made no sense.
He Meng also seemed a little angry: "I obviously didn't mean it this way, why did you make it so dark?"
"Okay, don't say any more." Kong Sang had a stunned look on his face, grabbed the cameraman who was shooting the video with his mobile phone, and grabbed him away.
"Listen, if you want to interview, you have two options."
"First, go find the parents."
"Second, go find the person in charge of the hospital."
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"We, the rest of the patients in the hospital, have no obligation to express our own opinions and then be distorted and demonized by you and exposed into a traffic-filled marketing video."
"Now, get out!"
Starting from today, there will be a new unit plot, "The Grudge of the Musical Master", which will be updated three times a day.
This chapter will be a two-pronged approach.
From this chapter, you can find two special plots in the plot.
The first is the manner of death of the deceased.
The second one is the media reporter.
So, as a new unit begins, please give me your advice.