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- Half an hour later, Yang Zongbao sent 41 patients back.
While feeling angry at myself for being so easy-going, I hid in the utility room to rest. There were people in the filming studio at night, and Yang Zongbao was annoyed that he had agreed so hastily.
The utility room is filled with things like new brooms and basins. It was very difficult for Yang Zongbao to find a place to sit down. In desperation, Yang Zongbao made a call.
"Hello?" God's lazy voice came through after answering the phone.
"Help me." Yang Zongbao has almost lived in the hospital since he entered the hospital and has rarely contacted people in the car repair shop: "Do you know when the filming room is least crowded at night?"
"What are you doing? Are you making trouble?" God immediately responded that Yang Zongbao might be in trouble.
"Hey, that's right. Help me monitor, I need to use some machines." Yang Zongbao kept his words short.
"Let me see, there are usually a lot less personnel inspections in the middle of the night. Most of them go to the duty room to sleep. I will tell you when I get the chance, but you have to be prepared to knock one or two out." On the phone In addition to the voice of God, the sound of the keyboard also came from the head.
"Okay, I'll wait for your reply here." After Yang Zongbao turned off his phone, he looked at the time and found that it was already his time to get off work. It was pitch dark in the utility room. After thinking about it, Yang Zongbao thought it was quite suitable for sleeping, so he picked up some things in the dark, cleared a small area, and lay down to sleep with his clothes on.
When Yang Zongbao woke up again, he found that it was almost 1 o'clock in the middle of the night. Shenlai didn't call, but Yang Zongbao thought he should put bed 41 into a wheelchair and wait.
No matter how busy the breast department is during the day, there are almost no emergencies at night, especially in the second half of the night. Except for the nurse on duty who stayed awake at the nurse's desk, everyone else got into the duty room. Yang Zongbao often showed up at the hospital in the middle of the night, so he didn't attract anyone's attention.
The entire breast ward is a circular loop, and bed 41 is located farthest from the nurse station. It is relatively remote, which makes it easier for Yang Zongbao to do things.
Although Yang Zongbao¡¯s footsteps were very clear, he could still hear them. Arriving at the door of bed 41, Yang Zongbao heard a strange sound inside just as he was about to knock on the door. Yang Zongbao is not a young man, he is a man with experience. He knows very well what the strange sounds mean.
Yang Zongbao quietly pushed the door open a crack, and the scene inside made Yang Zongbao's pupils shrink violently.
Samba was dressed neatly on his upper body, and his pants were down to his knees. He kept doing piston movements: "You said your lower body is paralyzed, but it feels really good inside. There is contraction. The only bad thing is that it is not lubricated enough." Use some Vaseline. I think you also want a man." Samba kept saying obscene and insulting words.
"Besides Samba and the female patient, there was another person who came out of the room. He had a very immature face, but his eyes were lustful and evil. He should be Samba's disciple.
"Haha, when I'm done using it, I'll give it to you. You said the reaction inside this woman is really good. It's much better than the women outside. And you don't have to worry about getting pregnant. You can use it however you want."
Originally, the woman on the hospital bed had her eyes closed, but suddenly she seemed to sense something. She opened her eyes and glanced at Yang Zongbao.
In Yang Zongbao¡¯s eyes, the woman was rocking back and forth on the bed
Yang Zongbao¡¯s hand holding the doorknob was clenched tightly. These beasts are garbage in the medical field.
"Are your eyes open? Do you feel it too? Slut. What do you think of your eyes? If it weren't for me, how could you stay in the hospital? I would have been left outside to die. Are you still not grateful to me?" Samba said when he saw the female patient. His eyes opened and he became even more arrogant.
"Haha" The student-like figure next to him also laughed in agreement.
"I would rather die." the woman said.
With a snap, the woman¡¯s face was whipped to the side by Samba.
"Death? Is it that easy? Do you know the Lower East Side? If I throw you into the Lower East Side, do you know what will happen? Call me, call out, don't act like a dead person"
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The woman¡¯s face was slapped repeatedly, and soon the teeth in her mouth broke her mouth, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
The inhuman torture lasted for two hours. Yang Zongbao watched the whole process. Finally, after the two demons went out, Yang Zongbao walked in.
The smell in the room made Yang Zongbao gag.
"Did you see it?" the woman asked without any joy or sadness, without any emotion at all.
"I saw it." Yang Zongbao said frankly.
¡°You saw it and you didn¡¯t come to save me?¡± The woman¡¯s words were full of sarcasm.
"Save you? You didn't let me save you." Yang ?The guarantee is not that you are afraid, but that you are waiting for opportunities.
"You are smart. You are not the only one who has seen such a scene. Some people have seen it before. Some people avoided it and pretended not to see it. Some people came forward, but they were invisible the next day. So you should not come out. What are you doing here? Come to see how miserable I am." The woman was so calm that it was scary.
"I will take you to take a radiograph to see if there is any problem in your spine. Because when I was wiping your body, I found a hyperplastic wound on your back. It seems to have been left after anesthesia." Yang Zongbao was about to help the woman put on her pants. .
"Don't you see how miserable I am now?" The woman almost fainted from anger.
The woman¡¯s lower body was covered in filth, dirty and had traces of violence.
"I saw it." Yang Zongbao continued to stretch out his hand after speaking.
"I'm dirty, why don't you understand?" The woman almost roared: "Why can others ignore me? Why do you have so many things?"
"You don't want to kill them with your own hands?" Yang Zongbao's words successfully stopped the woman from moving. Yang Zongbao took the opportunity to help her clean it: "You have some problems down there. I'll get you some medicine later."
"You" the woman blushed.
"Can you get dressed now?" Yang Zongbao took the opportunity to ask.
"Can I kill them?" The woman was still stuck in the suggestion Yang Zongbao just made.
"Isn't this the purpose of your life? I checked your information. Although a lot of it has been deleted, but it was Samba who performed the surgery on you, right? Isn't this why you still have such a cruel treatment? The reason for being in the hospital? "Yang Zongbao has never ignored a woman's hatred. Including this woman who seemed so disheartened and wanted to die. If it hadn't been for her support, she would not be alive today. If God hadn't obtained her medical records and learned that Samba had been her attending physician, Yang Zongbao would have truly believed that he could not commit suicide because of Christian teachings.
"Do I still have a chance?" the woman asked confused.
"have no idea."
It was at this time that God called: "Go now, there is a doctor on duty. You can figure it out yourself." Then God also sent the doctor's location.
"Whose phone number is it?" the woman asked.
"Shut up." Yang Zongbao pushed a clothes bin for collecting dirty clothes from outside the door and put the woman in it: "Don't make any sound."
Then Yang Zongbao pushed the clothes bucket out of the ward.
Everything went smoothly, and Yang Zongbao was not nervous. Maybe it was because of the hospital, or maybe it was because he had experienced life and death, so the stress in his heart was nothing. Keeping the camera's position in mind, Yang Zongbao tried his best to avoid being illuminated. Even if it is projected onto a monitor, only intermittent figures of Yang Zongbao can be captured.
Finally arriving at the door of the filming studio on the first floor of the basement, Yang Zongbao looked around and saw no one was there before knocking on the door.
"Who?" A voice asked from the door.
"I'm here to change the sheets." Yang Zongbao said naturally.
"It's so late, I'm sick." Although the people inside complained, they still came to open the door.
Yang Zongbao took the opportunity to push the door inward as soon as the door handle turned.
"ah¡¡"
The people inside made a brief cry.
Yang Zongbao immediately pushed the clothes bucket in.
After entering, he immediately closed the door.
At this time the phone rang.
"John, you are so cruel." God saw it clearly over there.
"Stop talking nonsense, that's all you do. Replace the surveillance camera for me." Yang Zongbao said.
"Okay, boss, I promise to complete the task." After God said that, he disappeared.
The man who had just opened the door was knocked unconscious by the door panel and fell behind the door. He ignored him. Yang Zongbao seized the time and took the woman out of the clothes bucket.
"Where is this?" the woman asked.
"Nuclear magnetic resonance room." Yang Zongbao put the woman in the machine: "Don't move, I'm going to start scanning."
"Oh." The woman also saw the person lying behind the door, but she didn't panic.
After Yang Zongbao put the woman into the machine, he returned to the room just now and started to operate the machine.
As the whole body scan progressed, Yang Zongbao¡¯s serious expression finally relaxed¡ªthat¡¯s it.
"Are you ready?" the woman asked.
After Yang Zongbao erased all the operation records, he put the woman into the clothes bin again: "You have a chance to stand up."
"Really?" the woman asked with some fear and some hope.
 "We'll talk about it when we get back." Yang Zongbao knew it wasn't safe here. The fainted person didn't know when he would wake up, and Yang Zongbao was always ready to give him another shot if he woke up.
Returning from the original route, we returned to bed 41 of the breast department.
"How was it?" the woman asked impatiently as soon as she got off the bed.
"There is a chance. I found a tube about 3 centimeters on the spine on your back. It may be that the tube made you paralyzed." Yang Zongbao said.
¡°If it¡¯s a catheter, why doesn¡¯t the hospital treat it for me?¡± the woman asked.
"Because the repair surgery will be troublesome. And the risk is greater. You are always cheated. If you had gone to other hospitals for examination earlier, you would not have been paralyzed in bed for two years."
Yang Zongbao¡¯s words aroused even greater hatred among women.
"What should I do?" the woman asked.
"You shouldn't ask me, you should ask yourself what to do?" Yang Zongbao doesn't like to be relied on.
"I hope you can help me stand up." The woman's eyes were full of madness.
"What can you give me?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"I can give you a life." The woman's eyes were unusually firm since she knew she could stand up.
"What value do you have?" Yang Zongbao actually knew the woman's identity through the information given by God.
"I can kill someone for you." It's scary for a woman to be paranoid.
"Let's wait until you feel better." Yang Zongbao smiled and said, "Have a good rest and don't say a word to anyone."
It was exactly two hours after I came out of the ward.
Yang Zongbao changed his clothes and was going to eat something at the nearby fast food restaurant.
"Boss." Rigui followed Yang Zongbao immediately after leaving the hospital: "Are you tired?"
¡°It¡¯s okay, I just feel like I lost my morals once.¡± Yang Zongbao laughed at himself. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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