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"Where did you go? You were so busy when I was not around? Do you know how long I have been waiting for you?" Rao Chen waited here for more than two hours, also impatient.
The corner of Helang's mouth twitched, he should be thankful that he didn't rush to find him directly, and immediately changed the topic, "It's been so long, have you eaten? Have you changed your medicine?"
Rao Chen casually said a few words, and then leaned on Helang. He hadn't had a good relationship with Helang for a long time, and half of the injuries on his body were healed.
But unfortunately, after the two had lunch, Helang looked at his watch, and hesitantly pulled the person in his arms away, "I'll accompany a patient for an examination later, you share."
Rao Chen's smile froze for a moment, and he asked suspiciously, "What kind of patient? Aren't you my exclusive doctor?"
Can he remember clearly what this man promised him? Not long ago, he said that he would not care about others in the future. Could it be that this is really a big talk to make him happy
Helang was silent for a moment, then continued to speak, with a soft tone, as if pleading with him, "This patient is very important, so I will make an exception for him, just once."
"303?" Rao Chen asked, but Helang didn't reply, but he knew it.
While waiting just now, he had already asked someone to ask, and the assistant in the office explained that the other party had paid a large fee to the courtyard, so they wanted to provide him with the best service.
Rao Chen remained silent, feeling extremely slanderous in his heart.
Then what is the difference between him and the self who just came here? This person was able to coax him and get along with him so patiently back then. Could it be that he can treat others like this now
Knowing that he was still depressed, Helang had no choice but to take him back to his ward first, and asked the nurse to give him a bottle of medicine to rest and recuperate.
"Sleep or play games, and I'll come back to eat with you at night, okay?"
Helang kissed his forehead, pinched his face again, smiled at him, tried to make him happy, and after making sure he was fine, he gently closed the door.
It's just that not long after he left, a gloomy expression appeared on Rao Chen's face.
He touched the place on his forehead where he had just kissed the prescription, and felt the aftertaste for a while, then he took off the needle of the medicine that the nurse gave him to help calm menstruation, jumped out of the bed barefoot, and walked out of the ward outside.
What kind of patient can be so important? Is it more important than him? He wasn't a three-year-old who could be coaxed easily...he'd let the man know that.
Rao Chen came directly to the VIP ward with ease, and saw the door of the ward was wide open, and a group of people came in and out, huddling around the patient and asking for warmth, including Helang.
Rao Chen slightly opened his eyes wide, taking in all the figure of this man.
Seeing this person check his body himself, put a thermometer on him, and put his palm on his forehead affectionately to feel the temperature, his heart felt like an ant biting him, itchy and astringent.
This is just a very simple contact, but he still can't bear any more tenderness from him.
He thought that this person's gentle affection and cherished gaze belonged only to him, so it turns out that others can easily enjoy it? Why
Rao Chen reappeared when the crowd dispersed and the nurse went to the hot water room to pour hot water. His eyes were covered with dark clouds, like a cold pool, deep and bottomless, and he exuded a creepy aura.
In front of the door was a trolley that the nurse forgot to push away. Rao Chen played with the utensils on it with great interest, and stared at the closed-eyed person on the bed, his eyes dimmed.
The sleep was really sweet, and it was his people who coaxed him to sleep. Being able to enjoy the same treatment as him is really a blessing, but also hateful.
Rao Chen picked up a syringe, stared at the pillow that was shimmering with cold light, and felt an impulse in his heart.
His uncle told him that in order to get the desired result, sometimes unscrupulous means are also a means.
Rao Chen observed the position of his hand, grasped the wrist of the person on the bed with lightning speed, and stabbed it with a needle.
The man woke up from the pain, his mouth that was about to scream was covered with cloth, his limbs struggled helplessly in the air, and his eyes bulged.
When his flustered eyes met Shang Rao Chen, his face was instantly horrified, and he could only see his innocent smile, like a child who had played a prank, and finally rolled up the whites of his eyes in despair, and lowered his wrist powerlessly.
Rao Chen breathed a sigh of relief and showed a shallow smile.
They were right, he was indeed mad.
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When Helang received the news of the patient's death unexpectedly, he was shocked.
He just had time to accompany Rao Chen, but he didn't expect this kind of incident to happen again. He frowned and shook his head in disbelief when he heard the nurse's incoherent report, "I'm going to take a look."
While putting on his coat, he pulled away Rao Chen who was lying on him.
The warm temperature suddenly disappeared, and Rao Chen pouted dissatisfiedly, tired of being disturbed by others, and spoke without restraint, "What's so interesting, they say that people are already dead."
Helang paused and turned to stare at him seriously.
Rao Chen's heart trembled, and he immediately smiled as if nothing had happened, and waved to him, "Okay, okay, then you can go."
Helang ignored the abnormality in his heart, and immediately rushed to the ward to listen to the doctor's report on the situation.
The cause of the patient's death was air embolism. Judging from the pinholes and bruises on his wrist, he was injected with more than 10 milliliters of air into the blood vessels at one time, which made the blood unable to flow, and the blood vessels died instantly due to ischemia.
The murderer may be any nurse or doctor, or even other patients in the nursing home. The investigation obviously takes time, but the family members of the irritable patients will not give them time, so the most urgent thing for Heron to consider is how to appease the family members.
This kind of homicide in a nursing home would obviously cause a huge panic, and Herron even thought about whether to fake the cause of death.
Too many problems troubled Helang, causing him to fall into deep thought, but Rao Chen came with a cheerful atmosphere, "What's the matter? Is there something bothering you?"
Helang closed his eyes, sighed, rubbed the sore brows, and didn't hide it, "It's not the patient in room 303 who hired a barrister and wanted to sue us. A meeting to deal with."
Rao Chen raised his eyebrows and smoothed the wrinkles between his brows for him, "Don't worry about it."
"This is a big deal, how can we not be in a hurry." He Lang opened his eyes, and his brows frowned even deeper.
Rao Chen chuckled, and asked him relaxedly, "You have me, why are you so anxious? It's more important to sleep with me."
After finishing speaking, Helang, who was tired all day, was pressed down on the bed by Rao Chen to rest, even in his sleep he was still full of worries.
When Helang woke up the next day, when he touched his side, there was no residual warmth. It seemed that he had gone out early, and the people who made troubles also disappeared, and the courtyard returned to calm, as if it was just yesterday. A farce in a dream.
Thinking of what Rao Chen said yesterday, Helang suddenly realized that it seemed that he had suppressed this matter by some means.
The moment he breathed a sigh of relief, he still lamented the benefits of power.
Just when he was trying to get to the bottom of it, Rao Chen told him that in order not to leave any evidence, all the admission records, nurses, and attending physician records of Ward 303 had been erased, making him completely forget about this person, and entangled him. It was so airtight that he had no time to think about other things.
Although Helang felt strange, but Rao Chen's serious attitude seemed to be a warning to him, and Helang's intuition also told him that it was best not to think about the reason. In short, everything was safe, so he chose to turn the matter over. .
Originally thought that Yuankang could continue to calm down, but not long after, Rao Chen's gradually exposed inferiority caused another uproar.
Originally, Yuankangli had the most female nurses, and Helang usually worked hard and rarely went out except in the nursing home. In addition, he was not close to women, so he seemed single at first glance, which naturally aroused the thoughts of some young nurses.
He is approachable and well-spoken, and even though he is in a high position, he is not superior, so it is easy to make people feel good.
Unfortunately, Rao Chen loves to run from his ward to Helang's office the most, so he naturally heard something along the way.
When he passed the pharmacy room, he came across two nurses who were taking medicine. He didn't pay attention to them at first, but when he heard someone's word being mentioned in their mouth, Rao Chen paused, stepped back again and again, and listened carefully.
"Dean Mo is not yet thirty, he is so young, tall and handsome, his temper and personality are not to be picky, and he speaks softly. Chatting with him is simply a pleasure. Being looked at by him makes his bones sore." Crisp The female voice is slightly excited.
Rao Chen very much agrees with her point of view, but about how gentle he is, it is enough for him to know alone.
Another casual female voice responded, "Yeah, although he looks cold, he is actually a very gentle person... By the way, Avon, have you been tempted for a long time? What's in your phone? Are you going to get his call?! "
Her surprised tone made Rao Chen's teeth clenched.
"Yeah, tonight I'm going to ask the dean out for dinner, or send a message... to test his opinion of me." The woman called Avon replied coyly, and one can imagine the shyness on her face.
The nurse who was just about to answer paused, glanced at the gloomy man at the door, and waved her hand in a jerk, "Avon, stop chatting, I'm going to give the patient an injection, let's go first."
Seeing her running away, Rao Chen sneered, and asked the woman standing there dumbfounded, "Sister Nurse, what were you talking about just now?"
The other party was embarrassed by his appearance and was at a loss. Looking at the hospital gown on his body, he asked cautiously, "This? Are you a patient in the VIP room? Do you want me to help you go back to rest?"
Rao Chen squinted his eyes, covering the gloomy eyes, nodded as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile, "Okay."
When the woman carefully supported his arm, his eyes changed suddenly, and his movements were agile, he grabbed her neck with his backhand, and skillfully grabbed her throat, completely controlling her in two or three strokes hands.
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