The hospital is still busy at night, and it seems to be more stressful than during the day. The doctors have to get off work, and the same goes for the nurses. The remaining doctors and nurses who are responsible for night duty can't help but complain. Why?
It's going to be so busy at night, so hurry up and go to the night shift.
Harbin Central Hospital can be said to be the best hospital in the area. The hospital underwent major renovations the year before last. A new coating was applied to the exterior of the old building walls, and the hospital was also extensively renovated. Therefore, there are already several buildings here.
A ten-year-old hospital, it looks very new from the outside.
In the building of the inpatient department, the patients had already begun to rest at this time, but from a corner on the sixth floor, the sound of crying could always be heard. This cry was timid and made people feel deeply sad.
It also makes people feel a little sympathetic.
A little boy of six or seven years old was accompanying an old lady in hospital clothes. The little boy asked doubtfully: "Grandma, you've been crying all day long."
The old lady, who was in her 70s or 80s, looked at the ward at the end of the corridor that was isolated and lined with police handles. She said, "Something sad must have happened next. The crying sounded like a girl. Oh, how pitiful
The girl."
The little boy puzzled and said: "Why are there police officers standing outside? Did the little aunt inside do something wrong and was arrested by the police? But it's not right. If she was arrested, shouldn't she be put in jail?
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The old lady said: "Child, don't talk nonsense about things you don't know. Let's go back to the room with grandma."
"oh."
The little boy agreed obediently. As soon as the grandfather and grandson turned around, they suddenly came face to face with a dark figure. This was a man wearing an island warrior robe. He looked to be in his twenties and had a hairpin on his head.
Jiu, wearing a pair of wooden clogs on his feet, made a clicking sound when he stepped on the marble in the corridor.
The little boy raised his head curiously and asked the old lady: "Grandma, this uncle is so strange."
Before the old lady could speak, the man stopped and glared at the little boy fiercely. The little boy suddenly shivered and shrank into the old lady's arms, "Grandma, I'm afraid."
The old lady looked kind and kind, but when someone tried to harm her grandson, she immediately became fierce and said, "Young man, why are you scaring a child?"
There was an evil smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and he said in awkward Chinese: "Old lady, you'd better control your grandson, or I'll cut off his tongue."
When the old lady heard this, she became even more furious, "What do you think this young man can say? There are policemen in front of you. I'll let the policeman judge."
"Oh……"
The man sneered, ignored the old lady, and walked towards the isolated ward at the end of the corridor. The old lady wanted to reach out and grab the man, but she could feel the strong murderous aura and smell of blood on his body.
The outstretched hand retracted, and the little boy pulled the stunned grandma and said, "Grandma, let me help you go to the ward. We are not the same as this bad uncle."
The old lady turned back unwillingly and pulled her grandson forward. At this time, another person came forward. The little boy accidentally bumped into his leg. The little boy gave a pain and staggered back.
Taking a step forward, he looked unsteady and was about to fall, but he was held by a big hand. The old lady originally wanted to hold her grandson, but she was old and had some physical discomfort, so she could not keep up with her movements.
The little boy was hugged by the young man. After panicking, his eyes were full of gratitude, "Thank you, uncle."
The old lady also thanked her profusely, "Thank you, young man."
The young man in front of me is unprepossessing, tall and thin, but the smile on his face is sincere and sunny, "You're welcome."
The man in black robe had now reached the end of the corridor, and the sound of clogs under his feet suddenly stopped. The two policemen guarding the door of the ward immediately shouted at him and asked: "What do you do?" At the same time, both of them reached out and touched it.
waist.
For the public security team of the entire Heihe Province, it has been determined that the massacre of the Che family and the murders that occurred in Harbin last night were committed by islanders. Therefore, when the two policemen saw the man in black robes, they were instinctively vigilant.
"I'm here to visit a patient." The man in black robe spoke, speaking in difficult Chinese.
"Who are you?"
"My name is Kitajima Kawaaki. You'd better remember this name, because you will die soon..." Kitajima Kawaaki's hand has already touched the handle of the knife at his waist.
"you……"
The expressions on the faces of the two policemen were shocked. They all knew about the murder case of the Che family, and they had also seen the death. Forget it if the person was dead, the body didn't look like a corpse at all.
It's like fruits that have been cut into pieces.
Kitajima Kawasaki is about to draw his knife. He doesn't seem to be afraid of the guns on the waists of the two policemen. He believes that his knife is already faster than the two policemen's guns. As a member of the Kitajima family, he is the most powerful.
The one who found the surviving woman of the Che family first, this time he can finally make a great contribution. In the future, he will definitely be taken seriously in front of Mr. Kitajima Kame. What he thought in his heart, the expression on Kitajima Kawasaki's face became more and more serious.
Become excited and cruel.
"Brother, this is China, a society governed by law. Is it possible that you want to attack the police?"
The person who spoke was not a policeman. The expression on Kitajima Kawasaki's face was stunned. The voice came from behind him. He turned his head slightly and saw an unattractive person. Except for his taller stature, there was nothing else he could tell.
any.
"Are you going to mind your own business?" Kitajima Kawasaki's voice was cold, "Huh, don't think I don't know. You were following me when I was downstairs just now. You Chinese police have many plainclothes policemen. You shouldn't be one of them.
One of them?"
The young man smiled and said, "I'm not a plainclothes man, but I can kill you."
Kitajima Kawasaki raised his eyebrows, his arrogant face full of disdain, "Just you?" The moment the words came out, the knife in his hand was pulled out with a clang, and a cold light flashed in the air, slashing towards
The center of a man's eyebrows.
If this knife came down, even if it couldn't split the man's head open, the brains would probably burst out.
When the two policemen saw this, it was too late to draw their guns. They could only shout at the young man, "Be careful!"
Keng!
The man dodged sideways, his feet were extremely sensitive, and the blade fell close to the bridge of his nose, directly splitting a hole in the marble floor and splattering countless debris.
The expression on Kitajima Kawasaki's face was stunned. He was still very confident in the skill of his sword, but he didn't expect that he would be dodged by this unattractive young man in front of him... (To be continued)