Rebirth in the 1980s: Xiaoxiao's road to becoming a top student

Yan Xiaoxiao still couldn't digest what the man said, so she went over what she had just heard again.

"Are you saying that you joined them in order to obtain a list of spies hidden in the institute?"

The man nodded vigorously.

"So did you get it?"

The man shook his head.

"Did you know in advance that the laboratory was on fire tonight?"

The man still shook his head.

I see, this guy is just an errand boy.

He has no access to any important information at all, and it is unknown when he will get the list.

And there are too many variables in between!

If you are not careful, your identity will be exposed and you won’t even know how you died.

"You'd better not be an undercover agent. There are many ways to get the list, and you chose the most difficult one.

And if you follow these people, they won’t allow you to have clean hands. Once your hands are stained with blood, you can’t come back even if you want to.”

The man bit his lip hard. This was the problem he was facing now. He didn't want to do it, but if he didn't do it he would not get the trust of those people.

Yan Xiaoxiao knows when to stop, and they are not stupid.

As for the others, of course they cannot be put back, otherwise this man will be in danger.

It doesn't matter if all these people are dead or disappeared.

Everyone else is dead, but you are still alive and well. Doesn't that tell others that there is something wrong with you?

Yan Xiaoxiao pondered for a moment and took out a bottle of pills. "Give them one pill each. They will forget what happened just now."

The man's hand tightly grasped the porcelain bottle, veins bulging. "Thank you!"

Yan Xiaoxiao did not look back. She didn't know what choice he would make, but she still gave him a glimmer of hope.

After Yan Xiaoxiao left, the expression on the man's face gradually became ferocious, and he stared at Yan Xiaoxiao's back with an inexplicable look.

After a while, he shouted to the unconscious man on the ground, "Get up, let's go!"

The person who was wailing in pain on the ground suddenly got up. He was obviously grimacing in pain but did not dare to complain.

The group left the grove in a hurry, not noticing a vague figure on a big tree on the roadside in the distance.

The man and a group of his men first went to a restaurant to eat and drink, and then went to a KTV to play until midnight before they supported each other and returned to a large yard.

This yard is very close to the research institute, only one stop away.

After everyone went in, the figure hiding in the dark slowly walked out from the shadows.

However, because the street lights were dim and the man's face was hidden in the shadows, his features could not be seen clearly.

The next morning, Yan Xiaoxiao went directly to the hospital. The hospital was just a little bit empty at that time.

Yan Xiaoxiao bought some buns and millet porridge on the way and took them directly to the duty room.

There were people sleeping all over the duty room, including doctors and nurses.

Some people were lying on chairs that were put together, some were simply lying on the table, and some were sleeping directly in the corner with some cardboard underneath them.

When I smelled the aroma of food, I opened my eyes wide, and my eyes lit up when I saw the food.

These people were busy until dawn before they took a nap. They were so hungry after a busy night that they would have gotten up to look for food if they had not been unable to resist the sleepiness.

Yan Xiaoxiao looked at them wolfing down the food and felt a little sour in her heart.

These people work really hard, but they never complain. As long as they are needed, they will be at the front.

Yan Xiaoxiao has sincere admiration for them.

After breakfast, most of the people were driven back home by Director Zhang. "You are not Superman, go back to bed!"

Director Zhang's words were effective. Suddenly, the duty room was empty, leaving only four doctors, including Yan Xiaoxiao and Director Zhang.

"Let's go and do the ward rounds!"

What Director Zhang called ward rounds was actually just checking on the people who were receiving intravenous drips in the emergency room. None of them had serious illnesses, and those with serious illnesses had already been transferred to the appropriate departments.

The emergency department only has an observation room and no inpatient wards.

This period happens to be the peak season for influenza, especially children are more likely to get sick.

There were about ten people with fever who came to get injections and infusions that night. Most of them received the infusions in the corridor and went back home after the infusions.

Director Zhang has already negotiated with the hospital regarding this situation.

Yan Xiaoxiao followed Director Zhang and visited every observation room.

After finding out that there were no critically ill patients, they felt relieved and returned to the doctor's duty room.

The four of them were in no mood to chat, as they had to write a report on last night's medical visit.

And everyone has to write about what they saw and heard, the injured people they saw, and the process of using medicine.

These all need to be explained clearly one by one.

I have to write it down while I still remember it!

The four of them worked hard. Yan Xiaoxiao was fine. As long as she didn't try to forget, what happened last night would be stored in her mind like a movie and she would never forget it.

But the other three were in trouble!

A normal person, a normal person who is in a hurry to save a patient, does not have the leisure time to remember what he said and who he met.

The three of them were struggling with worried expressions.

Especially since Director Zhang is old, he has no idea who he saw last night, and he can't even remember how many people he has treated.

Yan Xiaoxiao quickly finished writing her own letter, and when she saw Director Zhang's gloomy expression, the corners of her mouth twitched.

"Director Zhang, who made this rule?

When a mass incident occurs, everyone is busy saving people. Who has the time to remember who they met and what they said? "

Director Zhang also sighed helplessly, "This is also a special case, because that is a research institute, we have to record our experiences in detail and hand them over to the relevant departments.

Normally, you don’t need to write these. If you write these all day, how can you have time to treat patients and study medicine?”

Yan Xiaoxiao nodded and agreed with it.

At the same time, I felt relieved that I didn’t have to write about this for every collective event.

Her opinion on whether all this is useful or not is not important. Maybe someone is taking advantage of the situation to fish in troubled waters!

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this might be the case. Otherwise, how could the fire in the research institute have started?

There is also the spy who was shot dead by Agnes Chow.

All of this shows that someone is anxious and is eager to jump out to stop it.

Yan Xiaoxiao flicked her fingers and three streams of spiritual energy instantly fell on Director Zhang and the other two.

The three of them felt their minds suddenly become clear, and their originally fuzzy memories instantly became clear.

Even the places that I had seen but not paid attention to appeared clearly in my mind.

Yan Xiaoxiao curled her lips slightly, giving the three people enough time to write quickly, and turned to leave.

As soon as I went out, I saw a familiar figure passing by.

It turned out to be the man who cried to her yesterday and told her that he was an undercover agent. That man had a scar at the corner of his eye.

Yan Xiaoxiao heard other people calling him yesterday: Scar Brother!

Yan Xiaoxiao did not follow, but used her spiritual sense to observe the situation over there.