NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 93 There is no patient in bed number
"Yeah, we'll sell this house, buy all the money for paper money and burn it for you, and your parents will come down to take care of you."
"By the way, is Ruirui also with you?"
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[I didn’t persuade them, but made the couple think about it even more...]
[The only daughter is dead. She has nothing to worry about. It’s really not easy to persuade her. The old man has a stubborn mind. 】
"Mom and Dad, if you burn too much at once, you will be jealous of other ghosts. If you let me rob you, won't you be even poorer in the future?"
"You just burn some for me every year. Besides, I still have to wait in line to be reincarnated. I asked, and it will take me 30 years to be in line. And Ruirui, it will take years no matter what."
"You can't bear to let me and Ruirui down here, have all our money robbed, and become lonely ghosts?"
The old couple looked at each other, and it was Liang Lu's father who spoke.
"Isn't...twenty years too long? Why don't you ask if you can jump in line?"
[lol, can you jump in line? 】
[With the token given by the master, I should be able to jump in line, but I can’t tell them, haha. 】
Liang Lu shook her head decisively.
"If I can jump in line, it won't lead to chaos. I don't want to be reincarnated so early. I will come up to see you every year during the Ghost Festival. Next time, bring Rui Rui with me, okay?"
"Then why didn't you bring it with you this time?"
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"This time...this time it's because I have some personal matters to deal with when I come up, so it's not convenient to take him with me. Anyway, I don't care. You can't just ignore me just because I'm dead."
Before she died, she transferred all her property to her parents, which was enough for them to enjoy themselves for the rest of their lives, and to give her some extra paper money.
"Okay, then your mother and I will live a few more years and make sure you stay here and be a rich man, okay?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah! Thank you dad, thank you mom!"
[Okay, perfect, the camera can cut back. Where is the master, my master, where are you! 】
【Please invite the next ghost to appear! 】
[Looking at this scene, an hour and a half has passed...]
Yan Qing, of course, negotiated with the police who arrived at the scene for some information that the audience could not know.
In the live broadcast room, Wang Qi, who was on duty at the hospital, was also watching Yan Qing's live broadcast.
Since the last time she became famous through Yan Qing's videos, she has also gained fans from Xiao Yiwan on her account. Now she records her screen every day and edits exciting collections.
Today is as usual, after eight o'clock, most of the hospital's attendants have gone home, leaving only empty patients and empty corridors...
The silent nurse's desk, the clock on the wall behind, ticked the seconds.
Suddenly, Wang Qi looked up and vaguely saw a man wearing a doctor's uniform walking over.
"I didn't expect Dr. Liu hasn't gone back yet. Why haven't I come back just to change the medicine quietly?"
He scratched his palms in confusion and sat down to watch the live broadcast again.
"Why hasn't this master turned the camera back? I need to urge him."
Wang Qi lowered his head and started typing on his mobile phone.
The shadow outside the nurse's desk flashed past again, bringing with it a wave of gloomy energy.
"Hiss... Why did it suddenly get cold?"
Wang Qi stood up, stamped his feet, and rubbed his arms.
I turned around and saw a nurse operating something in the dispensing pharmacy.
Wenwen came here so soon? He frowned, walked over doubtfully, and asked.
"Wenwen, you're back so soon. Which bed number are you dispensing medicine for?"
There were only three nurses on duty at night, Wang Qi, Jingjing who went to change the dressing, and Wenwen who went back to the dormitory to get her mobile phone.
When Jingjing comes back, she usually comes to talk to her about the patient. If she doesn't talk, she must be Wenwen.
The nurse, whose back was turned to Wang Qi, paused for a moment while dispensing medicine before answering in a deep voice.
"Bed 4."
"Oh, bed No. 4, then..."
Wang Qi's voice stopped abruptly, and his heart stopped for a moment. There was no patient in bed 4.
Thinking that the master is live broadcasting the Ghost Festival, maybe...it's not so unlucky, the master only cares about evil ghosts!
Wang Qi picked up his cell phone and sent a message to Jingjing who was going to change her dressing.
"Are you okay? Do you want help?"
The news fell into the background. He looked at the dispensing pharmacy, thought about it, and sent a message to Wenwen.
"Wenwen, are you here?"
When she heard the ding-dong sound coming from the dispensary, she was relieved. She must have remembered the wrong bed number.
"Wenwen, there are no patients in bed 4 today. Be careful and don't make the wrong choice."
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"understood."
The deep voice came again, and Wang Qi continued to watch the live broadcast with confidence.
The camera had been moved back to her by Yan Qing. This time she was standing under the building where Liang Lu committed the murder, negotiating something with the police.
[Look, look, I’m telling you, if you don’t save someone, you will definitely be arrested by the police. 】
[Please, please use your pig brain to check it out. Why don’t you use handcuffs when you arrest me? 】
It wasn't until the media rushed over that Yan Qing turned on the microphone button that she had turned off.
Yan Qing walked out of the surrounded crowd. The audience only heard the media asking who the owner of the account book was.
The little policemen who were surrounded did not dare to answer, but a higher-ranking police officer came out and spoke.
"The owner of this account book is not convenient to reveal at the moment..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill coming over him. He looked in the direction of Yan Qing. Sure enough, she was looking over here, her eyes dull and scary. He quickly changed his tune.
"However, judging from the evidence in the safe, this account book should belong to the current Director of Education."
He was scared to death. If he didn't say anything, he wouldn't have let a ghost follow him. It would be fine if a ghost followed him. I heard that this person was received by someone from above. If he said a few words, his job might be gone. ...
[Things have changed so quickly, it really needs a master to deal with it. 】
[That is to say, these people just follow the crowd and don’t dare to offend others casually. 】
[Secretary of Education, who embezzles so much money every year? 】
[You don’t know, here we have to rely on connections to go to school, and the lottery often fails. 】
Wang Qi also wanted to shine in the barrage: Our hospital accepts bribes to a higher degree, but we just can’t tell you.
She was complaining in her mind. She looked up and saw that the person in the dispensing pharmacy was gone.
"Did I offend both of them today? Why don't you talk to me anymore?"
"Why doesn't Jingjing come back?"
Wang Qi picked up the phone, muted the sound and put it in his pocket so as not to disturb the patient.
"I'd better go see where you are hiding."
The moment she put her phone in her pocket, another stick of incense beside Yan Qing lit up.
[Wow, finally another evil ghost appears. Who is it this time? 】
[I hope it’s me, but I hope it’s not me. Help, I seem to be sick. 】
This time the incense seemed to burn particularly quickly. Yan Qing hugged the incense burner and called out Ze Zai. The incense had already burned three centimeters.