Watch Out! Danger Ahead

　　 Song Qingxiao was at breakfast, after inquiring from Zhu Xiaoke that the key to the lock gun was in Liu Yixun's hand, he noticed the location of Liu Yixun's duty room.

Taking advantage of the chance that Nurse Zhang was preparing medicine for the patient, the other nurses around were busy, and the ward was not very peaceful. The patient on the third floor was noisy. She was standing on the nurse’s desk, which was exactly opposite Liu Yixun. The door of the duty room.

　　 The door is ajar, and the curtains on the glass wall have been pulled up. Looking from her position, the light in the room is dim, and it is not clear if anyone is in it.

　　 "Great Father..." Someone sang loudly, and the voice was undulated. She turned her head and glanced distractedly. Several people were already leaning by the door of Ward 19.

　　 Song Qing paused for a while, and when no one noticed him, he moved quietly to the doctor's duty room and leaned over.

　　 The closer she got to the door, the more nervous she became. She tried to push the open door, and the door opened with a creak. The office is not big, there are no lights inside, and the curtains on both sides have been pulled down.

There is a desk in the office, and a sliding door hangs down behind the chair. Liu Yixun is not in the office. The mouse on the desk is lit, but the monitor has gone black, proving that he has been away for a while. .

She stood at the door for a moment, and looked around. It was too noisy in Ward 19, and the voice of a patient's singing caused dissatisfaction among others. Everyone quarreled, and several nurses had settled the dispute. Under the circumstances, there was no movement in the office, and it seemed that Liu Yixun was not in the office.

　　 Nurse Zhang is still preparing medicines for the next patients separately, and no one notices her.

　　 Liu Yixun didn't know where she was going, she gently pushed the door wider, and flashed into the doctor's duty room flexibly, closing the door slowly.

　　 there was a soft sound of ‘click’. As soon as the door was closed, the lights and noise in the aisle were blocked, and the room was dark and quiet.

　　 Song Qing Xiaoyuan stood quietly for a while, after his eyes adjusted to the light, he walked slowly towards the desk.

　　 In the dim environment, the computer case in the office made a small noise. She was cautious not to touch the chair and make any movement, for fear of attracting the attention of people outside.

　　 There is a computer case under the left side of the desk, a small cabinet with sliding doors on the right, a drawer on the top, and a lock on it.

　　 She held the doorknob of the small cabinet and was about to pull it away to have a look, when a faint male voice suddenly sounded from behind her:

"what are you doing?"

　　 Song Qingxiao was shocked, she subconsciously reached out and touched her waist, where her dagger was hidden next to her body, and she turned her head.

　　 She supported the desktop with her backhand, and pushed the keyboard too hard. When the keyboard was moving, she touched the mouse. After the red light flashed, the computer screen that had been dimmed suddenly lit up.

　　 With this bright light, she saw that the curtain was pulled up, and on the back of the examination bed, Liu Yixun was lying upright, holding the curtain in one hand, looking at her strangely.

　　 His face turned into gray and Song Qing couldn't forget it.

Even if I knew I was in the trial scene, I also knew that Liu Yixun in front of me was not the number 4 who died in his hands after fighting with him in the last trial, but suddenly I saw this face in this environment. The goose bumps on Song Qing's back stood up.

　　 His face was pale white against the light of the light blue screen, and his eyes were pitch-black, like two bottomless spiral nests.

　　 Song Qing Xiaoqiang endured the feeling in his heart, slowly lowered the hand pressing on the dagger, and respectfully said:

　　 "Bed No. 19 is arguing, Xiaoyu invites you to come and have a look.

　　 Liu Yixun has been in the office. After she came in, he should be clear about her behavior, but he didn't say anything. He didn't speak until now.

Song Qingxiao casually found an excuse. She was still thinking about what she would do if Liu Yixun didn’t believe her. While thinking about it, Liu Yixun’s eyes fell on her face, and she calmly looked at her for a long time until Song Qing Xiao thought he was going to get into trouble, so Liu Yixun slowly sat up.

When he got up, the white doctor's robe was opened, revealing the uniform inside. Under the doctor's uniform, he was wearing a white shirt. In his chest pocket, a key dressed in a red rope passed through the thin cloth. Mirrored.

I don’t know if this key is the key to the gun. Song Qingxiao lowered his eyelids and took two steps back. He walked to the door and opened the door as usual. When he looked back, Liu Yixun was bending over and putting on his shoes. , His leaning motion caused the key in his chest pocket to roll out. When it fell to the ground, he made a crisp sound. He picked it up as usual and stuffed it into his pocket again.

　　 Ward 19 did indeed start. The patient in bed 1 sang loudly and caused dissatisfaction among people in other beds. The situation was much more serious than Song Qingxiao had imagined.

　　 The nurse intercepted, and the patient in bed one was still held by two people wearing blue striped gowns, pressing the singer's face against the glass window, almost all of his face deformed.

　　 Song Qingxiao looked at her across the glass. She was dragged by her hair and still muttering singing with her mouth open.

　　 "Don't sing, don't sing!"

　　 The patient on the second bed was furious, grabbed her hair and knocked on the glass. In the loud sound of ‘Boom’, the patient who sang seemed to feel no pain.

Under this patient's rage, several nurses could hardly stop her. In addition, the surrounding patients seemed to be gradually infected and became irritable. Even Zhang Xiaoyu, who was pushing the drug cart, came over and quickly wanted to get the two together. The fighting patient separated.

But the impulsive patient was so powerful that several nurses couldn't drag her away smoothly. After being hit for several times in a row, the woman whose hair was dragged quickly broke a mouth on her head, and blood splashed out. , Sprinkled on the glass, sliding down the transparent glass.

"what……"

Seeing such a scene, several patients who came around seemed to be irritated and screamed in horror. Some people began to tear their clothes desperately, scratch their faces with their nails, and scratch their faces in two or three strokes. It's bloody.

　　 The situation was all messed up, the glass windows were stimulated, and a heavy sound of ‘boom’ was made. The blood was stained more and more, and the patient’s breath was weak when singing.

Several nurses took out the restraint straps. When the patient saw this, he was even more irritated and struggled madly. In the chaos, someone was pushed and knocked down the cart with medicine, and the medicine was scattered all over the place. ,'Kang Dang' loudly rang, and the ward was in chaos.

In a panic, Liu Yixun rang the call bell. Song Qingxiao saw Zhang Xiaoyu being suppressed by a female patient on the ground. The patient pinched her neck and sat on her with a hideous expression. She saw this scene~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ hurriedly stepped forward to pull the patient away, but the patient pinched Zhang Xiaoyu and refused to let go, until Liu Yixun came over and grabbed the patient’s collar and shouted loudly:

　　 "Whoever is not obedient, he needs electric shock treatment."

　　 After the shout, the patient's movements stopped, and Liu Yixun smoothly pulled the female patient away, and Zhang Xiaoyu on the ground finally gasped.

　　 Her eyes were clouded with tears, the skin on her neck was smeared by the patient's fingers, her eyes were scarlet, she was holding her chest and coughing, she was shaking all over.

Dr. 　　 Ou led the No. 4 Red Whip Girl and a few nurses to come, calming down the turmoil.

　　 The patient who sang in bed No. 1 was taken away for treatment, and the other beaters were sent to the intensive care unit forcibly confined.

This small contradiction almost caused a catastrophe. Although no one really died, there were still terrible blood stains on the glass windows of Ward 19. The patient in bed 1 was carried away, and the patient in bed 2 was taken away. The patient in bed 3 was imprisoned for fighting. Ward 19 was empty. Two nurses took the kerchief to wipe the dried blood on the glass. Song Qingxiao treated Zhang Xiaoyu's neck wound.

　　 She is still shaking, apparently she was almost frightened by being strangled to death.

　　 Song Qingxiao is not good at comforting people and silently eliminates the poison from her wounds. There are wounds everywhere on her body. The nurse's uniform is also torn, her hair is scattered, and she doesn't know where the hat was kicked during the fight.

　　 Both of them were silent. After a long while, Song Qing asked her:

"Are you OK?"

　　 Zhang Xiaoyu was silent for a long time, until Song Qingxiao thought she would not answer herself, she said quietly:

"nothing."

　　 Her tone was trembling, she didn't know if she was talking to Song Qingxiao, or comforting herself:

　　 "They are patients, not intentional."