In the doctor's duty room, Dr. Liang, who was on duty, was lying on the bed with his eyes closed to relax. He could not always stay in the duty room and would go to the ward from time to time to deal with emergencies.
“Tuk-tuk!”
There was a knock on the door, and a nurse opened the door and walked in, saying, "Dr. Liang, Mrs. Liu in Ward 7 said she has a heartache. Please go over and have a look."
Without saying a word, Dr. Liang simply packed up the necessary medical equipment, locked the door, and asked the nurse as he walked: "Does the patient have any symptoms?"
"No. She said her heart hurts and she couldn't breathe..."
"Prepare oxygen bottles!"
Watching Dr. Liang and the nurse go away, Jiang Xinyu walked out of the darkness, looked around for a while, and quickly came to the door of the duty room.
A nurse came towards her. Jiang Xinyu quickly turned sideways and pretended to be searching for something in his pocket.
"Hello, Doctor Liang." The nurse greeted.
Jiang Xinyu murmured vaguely. The nurse was not suspicious. She came to a ward, opened the door and walked in.
Jiang Xinyu breathed a sigh of relief, took out a piece of wire and poked it in the keyhole a few times. The lock spring clicked, and the door lock opened.
The interior furnishings are very simple. Glassware of different shapes are placed on two rows of white display shelves with eye-catching labels on them.
Jiang Xinyu is a medical student and has also worked as an intern in a hospital. He is very familiar with the procedures in the hospital. Patients who have just undergone surgery need at least three injections within 12 hours.
The main functions of the injection are anti-inflammatory and pain relief, and some other medicinal liquids are added according to the patient's condition.
This kind of medicinal solution will be prepared in advance to avoid being in a hurry because the doctor is too busy. After all, there are more than 20 patients in each ward who need to be taken care of.
In the grid of the "Intensive Observation Room", there were two bottles of light yellow liquid medicine. Jiang Xinyu took the medicine bottle and looked at it. There was the word "Liao" on it.
This is unmistakable. The traitor’s surname is Liao and he is currently in the intensive care unit. Besides, there will be no second surgery tonight!
Two minutes later, Jiang Xinyu came out of the duty room and walked along the empty corridor to Dr. Brown's office.
It was now past 11 o'clock at night, and the corridor was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Jiang Xinyu observed the situation around him, then repeated his old tricks and opened the office door.
He took off his white coat, hat and mask, put it back in the closet as it was, stood inside the door and listened for a while, then opened the door and walked out, quickly went downstairs and left the hospital.
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Half an hour later, Jiang Xinyu returned home, finished briefly washing up in the bathroom, and went to the bedroom on the second floor.
The lamp in the bedroom on the second floor was still on. When she heard the door knock, Hattori Mina turned over and said sleepily: "I'm back..."
"Yeah." Jiang Xinyu replied softly, not wanting to wake her up.
The banyan tree on the crib made a sleepy sound. Jiang Xinyu walked closer and listened carefully for a while. It seemed that the pronunciation of "mother" was similar to that of "mother".
Hattori Mina stretched out her hand and groped for a while, and found that there was no one around her. She opened her eyes and saw Jiang Xinyu squatting next to the small bed, and couldn't help but smile knowingly.
"Xinyu..."
"ah?"
"Is it still raining outside?"
"Down."
"what time is it?"
"it is midnight."
Hattori Mina was silent for a while and said, "Is Miss Tong feeling better?"
"Much better." Jiang Xinyu got on the bed and reached out to turn off the lamp.
In the darkness, Hattori Mina said: "Have you been in the hospital?"
"People who are sick are not in a good mood. I chatted with her for a while."
"Which hospital is she in?"
"The house on Gongshi Road."
"What's the name of the hospital?"
"…Santa Maria Hospital."
"Tomorrow, I want to see her."
"The doctor said that Tong Tong is recovering well and will be discharged from the hospital in two days. You don't have to go."
"Oh, okay."
"Go to sleep, it's very late."
"Xinyu..."
On this night of heavy rain, the air was filled with an intoxicating fragrance.
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The next day, early morning.
Santa Maria Hospital.
In the intensive care unit, the nurse came to the bedside with a thermometer and said, "Mr. Liao, it's time to take your temperature."
Liao Changwei closed his eyes tightly and showed no reaction.
"Mr. Liao, Liao..." The nurse tried Liao Changwei's forehead and retracted her hand in fright.
A few minutes later, Dr. Brown and Dr. Liang hurried to the ward. The secret agent at the door didn't know what happened and thought it was just the doctor's routine rounds.
"What's wrong?" Dr. Liang asked.
The nurse trembled and said: "The patient is dead..."
Dr. Brown walked over quickly, stretched out his hand to touch Liao Changwei's artery, opened his eyelids and looked at it for a while, then sat slumped in the chair and murmured: "How is this possible..."
Doctor Liang hurriedly said: "Quick, rescue him immediately!"
Dr. Brown shook his head and said, "It's too late."
As soon as the door rang, Feng Qingshan stepped in and said with a cheerful face: "Doctor Brown, can I talk to Liao Changwei now? Don't worry, I only need ten minutes, oh, no, maybe it won't take ten minutes."
Dr. Brown stood up and said: "Sir, I regret to inform you that Mr. Liao failed to survive the postoperative dangerous period, so... I'm sorry!"
The smile on Feng Qingshan's face gradually froze, and he was stunned for a few seconds. He pushed away Dr. Liang who was blocking him and came to the hospital bed. He wanted to confirm it himself.
Liao Changwei's whole body was cold and stiff, and he had died a long time ago. Even a layman could tell that he was a dead man who could never die again!
Feng Qingshan slowly turned around, stared at Dr. Brown for a long time, and said, "How did he die?"
"He may have died of respiratory failure, or he may have had a heart attack. There are many possibilities... Of course, the final conclusion requires an autopsy to determine." Dr. Brown spread his hands, looking helpless.
"Dr. Brown, I remember you said the operation was successful!" Feng Qingshan said coldly.
Dr. Brown argued: "Sir, the success of the operation does not mean that the patient will successfully survive the dangerous period."
Such an important witness died inexplicably. Feng Qingshan finally couldn't restrain his emotions and said angrily: "Where is your nurse? Where is your doctor on duty? Is there no sign at all before the patient gets sick?"
Dr. Liang said from the side: "Sir, I am the doctor on duty. When I came to check the ward at one o'clock in the morning, the patient's condition was stable and no abnormalities were found..."
"Quack doctors kill people!" Feng Qingshan said these four words between his teeth.
For a doctor, this is the most serious accusation!
Dr. Brown obviously understood the meaning of this sentence. He blushed and said loudly: "I protest! I cannot accept such an insult!"
Feng Qingshan calmed down, thought for a long time, and said: "Conduct an autopsy immediately to find out the cause of death. I want a reasonable explanation!"