I am your natural enemy

After the relocation of Decheng First Hospital, there are actually still some buildings that have not been built or decorated.

At that time, the actual reason for the hurried relocation was not known to many people in the city.

However, precisely because it has not been built or decorated yet, when the Lieyang Department allocated funds this time, it happened to benefit.

Many places that I originally planned to save money on can be purchased this time.

After all, a nuclear magnetic instrument costs tens of millions. Even if it is made in China, it costs several million. Various other equipments cost even more.

Many of them are imported. After all, they are not only used for medical treatment and examination, but sometimes they are also used for scientific research...

The Ministry of Fire has allocated funds and requested the establishment of a hospice ward. Isn't it too much?

Moreover, this was originally planned to be established after the hospital was relocated.

The Lieyang Department has also set up a small department. The hospital does not need to manage the monthly funds. Naturally, the hospital does not care about such trivial matters.

They were already considering manpower issues. After all, setting up a hospice ward was, to put it mildly, to reflect humanistic care.

I say being explicit is to show my face, but if I don't do this well, I won't be showing my face, but my butt.

When Wen Yan took Goswell to the hospice ward at the back of the hospital, he stood at the door.

"The power of pain is so strong here..."

In his eyes, seeing the patient on the hospital bed was a steady stream of painful power emanating outwards, and that power was even mixed with a feeling of blazing fire.

This made Goswell feel a little uncomfortable. His face became solemn, and he really had a new experience.

Work is indeed not that comfortable, and netizens did not lie to me.

At the beginning, Wen Yan said that he was asked to do this job in order to alleviate the patient's final pain, but he was actually not very willing.

How can letting a pain demon absorb other people's pain be considered work?

There is no pain that the devil would not do such a thing, it is not painful at all.

Now he felt that he had been careless and had greatly underestimated the difficulty of this job.

Goswell was wearing a black suit, with a straight figure and meticulously styled hair. He also had a serious look on his face. Anyone who didn't recognize him might have thought he was a religious figure who came to support him.

The patient who was speechless on the hospital bed was somewhat resistant.

The patient struggled as Goswell tried to hold the other person's hand.

Goswell felt the intensity mixed with the painful power. His face was solemn and serious. He seemed to feel the thoughts of the old man on the bed.

"I am not from an outside sect, nor was I born in a foreign country. You can call me Gauss. I am a staff member of the hospice care department."

Hearing Goswell's smooth accent, the old man gradually relaxed.

Wen Yan looked on without saying a word. What Coswell said was correct. He was indeed not born in a foreign country, but he was not born in China, and he was indeed not from an outside sect.

It must be said that he is the object of sacrifice by a small devil sect outside.

Goswell held the old man's hand and slowly absorbed the pain in the other person's body. The power of pain itself was nothing, it was just a kind of heat mixed with it, which made him feel very uncomfortable, as if he was drinking ice-cold holy water. .

Goswell's expression remained unchanged. This little pain was nothing. He was slowly absorbing it, sucking away the pain from the old man's body and making him feel better. This was his job.

As time passed, Goswell said nothing. The old man, who was already a little confused and unable to speak, gradually regained some consciousness.

Wen Yan stepped forward and took out his ID.

"Uncle, this is my ID. I am the leader of the relevant task force of the Lieyang Department. This is an expert we invited. Do you feel better?"

The old man nodded, looked at Goswell, and smiled apologetically.

He just thought they were from some foreign sect, coming here to preach or something, but he forgot that there really was a person with the appearance of Goswell in China.

Goswell's face was solemn, and he was too uncomfortable to speak. He felt as if he was being burned by fire, burning from the inside out.

In the flames, he saw the hail of bullets and felt the burning and tearing pain of the bullets rushing into his flesh, but it was nothing.

When he saw people around him falling one after another in the flames, he finally felt the pain from his heart.

The pain seemed to be burning, and the power of pain seemed to be ignited and turned into nourishment to support everything that followed.

Wen Yan walked out of the ward and waved to the patients' families outside to let them in.

The old man who was already unconscious has finally regained consciousness, and his life has come to an end. He must still have his children by his side.

Wen Yan himself retreated to the door. He looked at Goswell and found that Goswell's temples were beginning to sweat, and there were faint signs of burns on his hair.

He hesitated for a moment, then came behind Goswell and put a hand on Goswell's shoulder.

In an instant, he was also pulled in.

But his feeling was different from that of Coswell. What he saw was an old hero, full of passion, and his faith was firm to the extreme. Even the power of pain was burned and turned into a force that supported him to fight. nourishment.

Goswell felt like he was in a fire, being burned, but he still absorbed this painful power seriously.

Half an hour later, the old man finished explaining the last things and finally closed his eyes. He had no regrets anymore.

Wen Yan supported Goswell, who was trembling all over, and helped him outside.

Wen Yan originally wanted to say something, but when he saw that Goswell's eyes were bright, he had no intention of backing down.

"Work is so difficult and painful. It's really great. I finally feel the pain in my heart. Thank you, Wen Yan."

"..." Wen Yan hesitated, and finally said: "As long as you like it."

"I like it very much. When I think about such a painful job, it only costs 5,000 yuan a month. It costs 3,000 yuan to rent a house. This job becomes even more painful."

"Where did you go to rent a house so expensive? The house I rented before only cost five hundred."

"I specifically checked the yard next to it. It's 3,000 yuan a month."

"You don't have to be my neighbor!"

"With the remaining two thousand yuan, I may have to cook for myself. I heard that cooking by myself can save at least half. It is estimated to be one thousand yuan. In addition, I heard that you have to pay for water, electricity, gas, transportation and property. It should be enough for me to save a little bit on the fees."

"You still need to eat?"

"Everyone who watches my video needs to eat!"

"Fine……"

Wen Yan didn't say anything else. What he actually wanted to say was that not every dying patient could make Goswell feel pain. Today was his first day at work, so he chose a special one.

On the one hand, it is estimated that Gauss is very fond of this trick.

On the other hand, I also wanted the old hero to feel a little more comfortable and suffer less when he was dying.

He had talked with Feng Yao before, and Feng Yao said that the Lieyang Department had once met an Ah Piao. That Ah Piao said that his time had come and his life span was over, but his body had not actually reached the point where he could no longer support it.

So in the last few hours, he felt as if his internal organs were burning. All his internal organs were burned out and destroyed. If his body could no longer support him, he would die.

He said that at that time, he didn't have the strength to struggle, and he couldn't even scream out in pain. It was the final torture, to the point where he just wanted to die quickly.

Just before death is the most uncomfortable time.

Therefore, after Goswell took the initiative to find a job, Wen Yan actually thought of this and asked him to use his energy and do some suitable work.

Sure enough, Goswell's work was done very well.

After half a day's work, Goswell went to the canteen with him to eat. While eating, he couldn't help but ask Wen Yan.

"Why do I feel particularly uncomfortable when I absorb those painful powers, like taking a bath in holy water? But I am very sure that this person is not from that church and does not have that kind of power."

"It's not your faith that is called faith. That uncle's faith is very firm, so firm that it can ignite the power of pain. There are many things you have never encountered."

"Are you more powerful than your elders?"

"In some respects, none of us can compare to the old man just now."

"It's amazing. I feel like I would have been burned to death if I absorbed those powers when he was at his peak."

Wen Yan followed Goswell all day long. Except for the first one, some were terminally ill and some were at the end of their time. Goswell completed his work seriously.

Even if the other ones didn't make him feel like he was on fire like the first one, he didn't care.

He only knows that here, he may meet the kind of patient who can make him feel the pain in his heart, and then he will complete his work conscientiously and work part-time to make money.

The next day, Wen Yan no longer followed, but was followed by the newly formed hospice office.

These people are also employees of the Lieyang Department. They only know that Gauss is a professional from an ethnic minority who can alleviate the pain of patients at the end of their lives and loves this work very much.

That's right, I got Gauss's ID card, and the name on the ID card is Gausswell.

Moreover, he is not considered a formal employee yet, he is signing an internship contract.

Although the employees in the office think that Gauss is a bit eccentric, everyone still respects Gauss. Gauss is very serious when working, and everyone sees it.

Sometimes, some patients are completely unable to take care of themselves, but Gauss doesn't mind at all and even helps. Family members and colleagues all feel that although Gauss is a bit eccentric, he is still a good person.

With his own job, Gauss moved away from Wen Yan, borrowed 5,000 yuan from Wen Yan, and spent 3,000 yuan to rent a simple house in the same row to the west of Wen Yan.

Then he declined Wen Yan's help and called someone to install broadband at his door.

The next day, Gauss found Wen Yan and said a little embarrassed.

"Can you lend me another five thousand yuan? I have no money to eat."

"ah?"

"The rent can be paid monthly, but broadband is installed, and a phone is said to be free, which costs 1,998 a year. I spent the last two yuan on the bus yesterday."

Goswell took out a thousand-yuan machine. Wen Yan couldn't help but change his face and almost laughed out loud.

Laughing to death, the Pain Demon was severely beaten and cheated by society just after he started working.

Wen Yan gave Goswell another five thousand, and Goswell repeatedly promised that he would repay the money as soon as his salary was paid.

Looking at Gauss leaving in a hurry to catch the bus to work, Wen Yan thought about it. To be honest, he still admired Gauss.

In some respects, this guy is quite pure.

If you want to feel the pain of work, then you must work seriously. Except when you are working to help patients absorb the pain, you will not use your power as a devil at any other time.

Everything is like an ordinary person, working hard for life and fighting for his ideals.

However, Gauss was fighting for his own ideals.

After a few days, Wen Yan felt that he should not laugh at Gauss, but in terms of pursuing his ideals, Gauss was much more pure than him.

Although, as a devil, it is indeed a bit strange to do these things...

Wen Yan thought about it carefully, what was he doing for it?

Looking back, when I was a teenager, I did it to make money and live.

When I was in my twenties, I worked hard to get admitted to Decheng Funeral Home for the stable income and benefits here.

So many things happened later, what is he doing now?

Looking back at home, the sparrow cat and the little zombie were each holding a ripe tomato, slurping it happily while sitting together and watching cartoons.

It should be for a better life.

In order to be safe and sound, I don't have to worry about it for days like this time. I couldn't sleep peacefully. I wanted to order takeout but found that I couldn't.

The hard work of practicing martial arts is also for self-protection.

He is not like Qin Kun or the legendary Tuoba Martial God, who pursues a higher realm of martial arts and opens up paths that have not been traveled by previous generations.

When he practices martial arts, he does not have the idea of ​​pursuing the best in the world. It is enough to protect himself.

It's just that he is still far from being able to protect himself.

Looking back carefully from when he was a few years old to his teens and now, what he pursues has always been a better life.

And what happened these days told him that the life he wanted was not just about being himself.

This time there is the Pain Demon. What if something happens next time?

Then it was impossible for him to get a takeaway. Even if he was willing to move and eat out by himself, there was not a single open shop on the street. Even if he wanted to drink a cup of milk tea, he couldn't buy it.

He began to somewhat understand the significance of the existence of the Lieyang Department, and also somewhat understood Minister Cai's approach of avoiding risks while going into war.

Everything he wants must be provided by a stable environment and countless other people who can live a stable life in this stable environment.

So, set a small goal.

Let the silly son grow up healthily in a safe and stable environment.

Then when he wants to eat in the middle of the night, there are still many stores for him to choose from at any time, and there are also people who can give him a hot supper in the middle of the night.

At least, if you have money in your pocket, you can spend it normally, instead of like this time, you have money in your pocket and no place to spend it.

So, to put it simply, whoever doesn't let me live this comfortable little life comfortably, don't blame me for being cruel.

As his thoughts turned around, Wen Yan felt a lot more at ease. He had been feeling uncomfortable these days and always saw something displeasing to Gauss, and he probably understood why.

He wanted to kill Gauss because Gauss caused trouble and almost ruined his life.

The purpose of keeping Gauss is to prevent him from coming again after beating Gauss to death and causing even bigger things.

Therefore, Gauss settled down, did not run away, and actively asked to go to work. He became more and more pleased with Gauss.

Thinking about it this way, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

After living like this for a few days, Wen Yan went to work every day and prepared to go to Yuzhou on the weekend. The uncle of the Seventh Master was still there, and the selection of people and follow-up arrangements and negotiations were not over so quickly.

When it comes to cooperation for the first time, you have to set a good example for the future. You can't be careless or plant hidden dangers. The seventh master's uncle is very cautious about these things.

In the evening, Wen Yan routinely practiced boxing in the backyard. As he was practicing, Lao Zhao opened the door and shouted to Wen Yan.

"Wen Yan, come quickly, something happened."

Wen Yan finished his work and strode to the door of Lao Zhao's house.

Looking inside, he saw A Piao, with a talisman on his forehead, walking up from the basement.

Taking a closer look, Wen Yan was suddenly surprised.

"Old Xi?"

Zhang Laoxi, wearing a Taoist robe with a talisman on his forehead, walked out with expressionless face and empty eyes. The five brothers tried to stop him, but the talisman bounced away.

Wen Yan stepped forward, stretched out a hand, and touched Zhang Laoxi's forehead. The blazing sun instantly stimulated him and blessed him with yang energy.

Zhang Laoxi's empty eyes suddenly began to gain focus.

When he saw Wen Yan, he immediately said.

"Quickly tell the Lieyang Department, tell the three mountains and five mountains that there are ghosts causing trouble, and prepare to build an underground kingdom of ghosts."

"Who killed you?"

"No one killed me. I used the method of leaving the body. However, it must have been seven days since I was able to walk back from here. I must be dead."

Wen Yan quickly took out his mobile phone and checked his call history.

Zhang Laoxi continued.

"It was originally a very simple matter, but I wanted to solve it completely, and I discovered that there were not only fake corpses, but also ghosts. However, the strength of the ghosts was also very average, but I didn't expect that by accident, I dug up a big one. I dug into the Kingdom of Yin Souls, and I got lost, so I had no choice but to risk the Yin God coming out of my body. Fortunately, I actually came out of the building at the back."

"No, I talked to you on the phone six days ago."

Zhang Laoxi looked at the time on the call record and shook his head.

"It's too late, there are still two hours left, please inform the Lieyang Department.

Tell the elders of the division for me that I have not embarrassed Fuyu Mountain and cannot be defeated, but at least I can come back and report the news.

With my strength, it is not a shame to do this. "

"Don't worry about this for now. You tell me where your body is first, and I will bring your body back."

Sorry, it's a little late. I watched the excavator in the afternoon, waiting to see when the water pipes below would be dug. I watched it for more than an hour.