Many people were taking photos and talking about it because the scaffolding had collapsed. It didn't hit the hospital building or the main road in the hospital where there was a lot of traffic. It just buried the flowerbed on the west side where the MRI sign was hung.
Zhou Ze was a little confused. When he rushed forward to clean up the ruins, he deeply felt how weak he was at that moment.
I am used to being a strongman, and I am used to cutting off everything hard with my nails.
It really makes you suddenly become an ordinary person one day,
Especially when something happens,
It's really hard to adapt.
Fortunately, the first rescue team arrived soon, and they were the workers from the construction site.
Everyone worked together to clear the rubble on the flower bed. As soon as they cleared the top layer, a cry for help came from below. It was the Taoist priest.
After hearing the old Taoist's voice,
Boss Zhou sat directly on the ground.
The Taoist priest is not dead.
As for how badly the Taoist had been injured and even had broken arms and legs, Boss Zhou didn't care.
After all, the old Taoist priest was a man who was still able to jump around and comfort the elder sister more than a year after he was notified of his critical illness with terminal cancer.
The workers quickly rescued the Taoist priest. His hospital gown was incredibly dirty, and he had new wounds on his face besides the old ones.
Fortunately,
This is the hospital.
There was no need to call 120 for an ambulance, a stretcher came immediately and the patient was pushed in to start treatment.
Zhou Ze went to the bathroom to wash his hands and face.
He doesn't know.
This time the Taoist priest was buried for smoking a cigarette.
Is it a counterattack from the Bodhisattva
It was yet another time that the experienced one offered himself as a sacrifice.
If it was a counterattack from the Bodhisattva, the old Taoist could have escaped danger this time.
If this is another voluntary sacrifice...
Tsk,
Last time, the Taoist priest broke his nose in the bathroom, and the Bodhisattva was almost used as a meat grinder by the elevator door;
This time it's such a big event,
How do I connect with the Bodhisattva
Although people keep saying "Buddha bless you, Buddha bless you" and so on,
Isn't there another saying
Ask the Clay Buddha to Cross the River...
After leaving the bathroom, Zhou Ze went to find the Taoist priest.
The old Taoist had multiple soft tissue contusions all over his body and a fracture in his right arm, which is now fixed in a plaster cast.
Zhou Ze took the Taoist priest from the doctor, and the two of them supported each other, got into the elevator and returned to the ward.
at the moment,
This hospital can be said to have become a chessboard for the Taoist priest and the Bodhisattva to play against each other.
Every blade of grass and even every person in the hospital became a chess piece on the chessboard.
It’s a bit like the pharmacy next to the bookstore. No matter how weird the customers are, the doctors and nurses in the pharmacy have become accustomed to it.
Just like Qing’s two friends, who lay in the pharmacy without heartbeat or breathing for a year, and the staff in the pharmacy didn’t feel anything strange.
Now,
In this hospital, Zhou Ze experienced the same feeling.
In terms of treating their two identities,
This hospital seems to have a "filter" throughout:
Oh, you are injured. Come, I will treat you. After you are treated, you can go back to the ward.
It’s as if the doctors and nurses in the hospital have become NPCs, and players can find them here to recover after being injured.
"Oh my, boss, let's get out of the hospital."
The old Taoist had a sad face, one arm hanging, and he almost cried.
Zhou Ze didn't answer.
Leaving the hospital now would be like admitting defeat.
The consequence of admitting defeat is that one's identity is exposed.
Somewhere in the dark, the fog that shrouds the two of them will dissipate,
The Bodhisattva will also be able to sense the existence of the two of them.
If it was really possible to do as it did a year ago, Ying Gou would eat 30% full and then punch the Bodhisattva farmer three times.
Why do we still need to play this kind of cause and effect game like this
It's because we can't win head-on now, so we have to use roundabout tactics.
"Boss, other people are hospitalized to treat their injuries. I am only getting more injured if I stay here. I am really afraid that something might happen to me in this hospital..."
Old people always have a stubborn way of thinking, which is that they would rather die on their own kang. When Zhou Ze was a doctor in his previous life, he did encounter many elderly patients. When his children did not give up, he gave up and asked to be discharged from the hospital, and went home to lie on his bed waiting to die.
The old Taoist is not afraid of death, but he doesn't want to die in this hospital in a confused state.
Although the Taoist priest was not aware that he was the protagonist of this game, he felt something was wrong as inexplicable things happened one after another.
"Hold on a little longer."
That’s all Zhou Ze could say.
The old Taoist had a bitter face, but finally nodded, although he really wanted to ask the boss, what are you insisting on
"Mr. Xu, you haven't done the MRI today yet."
A young nurse came to the ward to urge us.
Zhou Ze nodded, indicating that he understood, got out of bed and walked to the door of the ward.
Stop and
I want to tell the old Taoist something.
But I also felt that as a layman, there was nothing I could do to instruct a top player like this.
I simply said nothing.
Left the ward.
Outside the MRI department, cleanup work is still ongoing, but normal work in the department has resumed.
Boss Zhou doesn't care about how to deal with the subsequent disputes of the accident or how to determine responsibility.
But when passing the ruins,
He suddenly felt a little pity for the leaders of this hospital.
The gods are fighting each other, but the one that suffers is this hospital. When the battle is over, there will be nothing left of this hospital.
Shaking his head and putting aside other distracting thoughts, Zhou Ze went in for an MRI. After it was finished, he simply walked back while looking at the film himself.
In fact, even doctors can only look at the general idea of this kind of film. Of course, when holding your film in front of you, the doctor will definitely act as if "everything is under control".
The problem was not serious, so Boss Zhou was relieved. The injuries on other parts of his body could be healed by recuperation. The key was the damage to the meniscus in his knee, which was often a tricky problem.
Even if the tooth is smoothed out through surgery, it is easy for problems to occur again in the future, just like toothache, which is very distressing. At the same time, just like you use your teeth to eat every day, normal people also need to walk every day.
When preparing to take the elevator back to the ward, Zhou Ze suddenly saw a lame figure in front of him.
Boss Zhou immediately stopped, turned sideways as if tying his shoelaces, stepped back, and hid in the corner.
The other person entered the elevator carrying food from the cafeteria.
After waiting for a long time, Zhou Ze stood up.
Walking forward in the slippers worn in the ward.
I pressed the elevator button.
While waiting for the elevator,
Zhou Ze began to think of some methods in his mind.
for example,
Since we are all ordinary people now, we must use the thinking and operation methods of ordinary people.
Ordinary people would hire someone to kill someone, right
But this again seems a little wrong;
The old Taoist had a lot of money. Although Zhou Ze had never hired someone to kill someone, he had experienced it.
But is this a game-breaker
never mind,
I suppressed this thought.
Zhou Ze felt that professional matters should be left to professionals, and he should just stay out of the way and cause trouble.
The elevator door opened.
Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment.
The lame man stood inside, holding a plastic spittoon in his hand.
Forehead…
The lame man naturally saw Zhou Ze as well.
"You're back? The doctors and nurses were looking for you yesterday morning. When were you discharged from the hospital?"
The lame man frowned slightly, as if he didn't like this warm way of greeting very much.
If an old Taoist priest were here, he might respond with a few syllables. After all, it’s all about carrying a gun.
But facing Zhou Ze, he just walked out indifferently with the plastic spittoon in his hand.
Zhou Ze walked into the elevator.
When the elevator door closed,
Zhou Ze bit his lips.
Every time you meet someone in the hospital, the risk of being discovered increases.
After all, they should know by now that the person they are looking for is in this hospital.
The old Taoist priest and I were in the same ward with them. If we ran into each other again and again, they might start to suspect us.
The elevator door opened and Zhou Ze returned to his ward.
The old Taoist was still lying on the hospital bed, groaning, looking very painful.
"Boss, you're back."
"Um."
Zhou Ze took out a cigarette, put one in the Taoist's mouth, lit it for him, then walked to the window and lit one himself.
"Hey, hey, hey, let me play, let me play."
"No, I'll play, I'll play."
In the next ward, two kids seemed to be fighting over a game console, the kind of handheld game console. The little monkey in the library also had a similar one. When Zhou Ze was bored, he snatched it from the monkey and played Stardew Valley for a while.
That thing is pretty heavy.
"Let me play for a while, play for a while."
"No, I play, I play, if I don't give it to you, then I won't give it to you."
"Chengcheng, let your brother play for a while. As an older brother, don't be stingy."
"No, no, I won't give it to you. Don't grab it, don't grab it!"
At the window next door, a little boy grabbed the game console with both hands and reached out of the window to prevent another child from snatching the console, but the other child was still trying to snatch it.
Zhou Ze blew out a puff of smoke and was about to turn around and go back to the bed when he suddenly heard a scream from the child next door:
“Ah, it fell!”
Zhou Ze looked down.
The game console fell down.
Anyone who knows a little about physics knows how dangerous it is when objects fall from high altitudes and hit people.
not to mention,
This gaming machine is really heavy.
The game consoles began to fall.
come down,
come down,
come down…
Zhou Ze looked down,
A man with a limp was passing by, holding a brand new plastic spittoon in his hand.
"Bang!"
“Bang!”
The game console hit the opponent's head vertically.
The lame man's head was like being hit hard with a brick, splitting it open directly;
The body turned half a circle aimlessly in the same place.
Then he collapsed to the ground, motionless.
Head Shot!
Zhou Ze took another puff of his cigarette silently.
Looking back,
I glanced at the old Taoist who was lying on the bed with a plaster cast on his hand and sucking on his cigarette.
When the old Taoist was somewhat suspicious and confused,
Zhou Ze said:
“Well done.”