"Okay, okay, thank you Dr. Lin." Zhang Yu said gratefully.
"Mr. Zhang, there's no need to be so polite. I'm a doctor. Since I'm a doctor, I should know how to think about my patients. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first," Lin Yu said.
"I'll see you off." Zhang Yu said quickly.
"No, please stay with her for a while. She will wake up soon. If her mood is stable after waking up, she can leave here. The location of this hospital is not very good, and the yin energy is too strong. If you stay here for a long time, you will get sick.
"Yes." Lin Yu said.
"Okay, thank you..." Zhang Yu sent Lin Yu away with great gratitude.
Lin Yu left the mental hospital. When he walked to the door, he subconsciously looked back. He always felt that the situation in this hospital was different and something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
At this time, several nurses pushed a patient towards the west ward building. There is an operating room upstairs in the west ward. There was a girl lying on the bed. The girl's eyes were wide open and she did not blink.
It was as if she was in a vegetative state, her eyes a little hollow.
"What's wrong with this girl?" Lin Yu asked out of a doctor's instinct.
"Oh, it's okay. She has some mental problems. She was about to harm herself just now, but we stopped her, but there is a wound on her body that needs to be sutured in the operating room." A doctor replied.
"Oh, that's it." Lin Yu nodded. He watched the nurse push the bed away, but when he looked into the girl's eyes, there was clearly a hint of...begging in those black and white but lifeless eyes.
Something was wrong. Out of intuition, Lin Yu felt that there was something wrong here. He hesitated and quietly followed the doctors.
The place where this mental hospital is located is very remote, so remote that it makes people feel chilly. Maybe it is because of the special nature of the mental hospital, so Lin Yu has always felt that this hospital is a bit strange.
On the third floor, in the operating room, several surgeons are already in place. The leading doctor has a mustache and speaks a blunt Chinese dialect. You can tell from his tone that he is an Oriental.
"The blood pressure is normal and the heart beats normally." A nurse looked at the patient's data and made a report.
"The patient is a 25-year-old female, a magazine editor by profession, has no bad habits, and had an appendectomy three years ago." Another doctor flipped through the medical records and said: "According to blood type and other aspects, she matches her.
I will have lung resection surgery at 6:16 today."
"Blood pressure and heartbeat, are they normal?" the mustache asked.
"Yes, everything is normal. The surgery can begin now," the nurse said.
"The anesthesiologist will perform anesthesia..." the mustache ordered. He took a scalpel and began the operation.
The anesthetic fluid entered the girl's body, and the girl's originally pleading and desperate eyes became colorless at this moment. She slowly closed her eyes and fell into sleep.
The moment he picked up the scalpel, the mustachioed man was slightly excited. His name was Miyamoto Mitsuo. He came from Japan and was an expert in the anatomy industry. The scalpel in his hand did not know how many cuts he had made.
human body.
He watched the girl's anesthesia enter the state, then he took out the scalpel, aimed at the area that had been drawn, and started the operation. As long as he exerted a slight force on the sharp scalpel in his hand, he could cut it effortlessly.
The girl's body, her lungs and heart were taken and transplanted to a patient in need.
Of course, he did this against the girl's will, but it didn't matter. Before the operation, they forged a declaration with the girl's signature and her fingerprints on it. She would be declared seriously ill.
There is no cure, so I am willing to donate my organs.
Just when his scalpel was about to cut the girl's skin, there was a sudden loud noise from the door of the operating room, and then the door with good performance was kicked open from the outside, and the door panel rolled over.
A doctor who couldn't dodge was knocked to the ground by a door panel that suddenly flew towards him. He screamed and tried hard to pull out his bloody legs from the door panel.
"Eight, there's an enemy." Miyamoto was startled, and he subconsciously hid back. At the same time, two doctors in white coats on both sides of him pulled out the guns on their waists and pointed at Lin Yu.
Lin Yu stepped forward quickly, bent his legs downwards, and suddenly slid forward, passing between the two doctors holding pistols. At the same time, two golden needles were already piercing their vital parts.
Plop, plop, the two fell to the ground and soon became silent. Their faces turned purple and their orifices were bleeding. This was because all the blood flowed to the brain in an instant.
Miyamoto quickly jumped into an electric door, pressed the alarm button, and then hurriedly left from the secret passage. As he walked, he took off his surgical gown and mask, and then made a call.
, roared at the top of his lungs: "Something happened."
After discovering that the door of the passage where Miyamoto escaped was made of titanium alloy and had a heavy code, Lin Yu gave up chasing the guy. When he turned around, he saw the little nurses screaming and trembling.
Lin Yu was too lazy to pay attention to them. He had already called the police before coming in. He was now basically sure that this small team was selling human organs. He walked to the hospital bed and removed the anesthetic that was flowing into the girl's body.
He took out the golden needle, pricked several acupuncture points on the girl's body, then patted the girl's face and said, "Wake up, can you hear me?"
The girl opened her eyes in confusion. She knew that she had almost walked through the gate of hell just now. She nodded slightly at Lin Yu, then raised her hand hard and grabbed Lin Yu's hand.
This time he entered a coma.
A large number of police officers poured into the mental hospital. When Chu Shiqing found Lin Yu in a state of despair, she found that Lin Yu was holding the girl's hand to comfort her.
This guy's expression becomes more and more vulgar the more he looks at it. He is not trying to comfort others. He is taking advantage of others, okay?
"Lin Yu, do you know what you did again?" Chu Shiqing roared angrily. At the same time, she also felt a deep sense of powerlessness. She felt that Lin Yu, her grandson, was simply her nemesis and would do everything.
Be right with yourself.
"What?" Lin Yu asked blankly: "I helped you solve a big case of selling human body parts. Why, aren't you grateful to me?"
"Lin Yu." Chu Shiqing couldn't bear it anymore. She grabbed Lin Yu and pulled him to the side. Then she asked with a stern face: "You know, this case is one that we have been watching for a long time."