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Dr. Zhao was transferred from the old hospital. He was originally in the neurology department, but now he is in the orthopedics department. The gap is too great.

Zhang Jiu stroked his chin and said, "This Dr. Zhao probably knows what happened three years ago. How should I ask him?"

Thinking about it, Zhang Jiu opened another webpage, entered the name of the old hospital, and added the word "jump off a building".

Zhang Jiu just wanted to give it a try, but he was so lucky that it was found out. The deceased was a boy who was said to have a neurological disease. His brain was not normal and he would go crazy. He was born with a brain defect. , jumped from upstairs, the fourth floor, landed on his head, and there were photos, that scene was crazy.

Zhang Jiu's breathing was suddenly heavy. He clicked on the news, and the boy looked exactly like the one he had seen. He was very good-looking, and he must be very popular, and he was in his prime. It's also time to go to college.

The boy's face was pale, very thin, almost skinny. The boy in the photo had no spirit, but he was by no means a psychopath.

Zhang Jiu felt that it was difficult for him to breathe. He took a few deep breaths and quickly browsed the webpage. The old hospital had no window guards. The boy ran out of the ward in the middle of the night, and even jumped out of the window in the corridor. that window.

What Zhang Jiu saw was that the boy was sitting on the window on the fourth floor and talking to himself. He wanted to jump off...

Zhang Jiu's mind was in a mess. Besides the photos, there was actually a video, which was said to be taken by a passer-by and posted anonymously on a certain video website. It turned out to be the scene of the boy jumping from upstairs, not a snapshot , but a 2-minute video.

Zhang Jiu's hands were trembling, and he was holding the mouse to click on the video. Bai Bai suddenly pressed his hand and said, "My lord, you need to rest in your current situation."

Zhang Jiu shook his head and said, "I can't rest well now either."

He said and clicked the play button of the video.

The video looks like it was shot by a mobile phone. The mobile phone is being updated very quickly. Three years ago, the pixels of the mobile phone were not very good. The video is a bit blurred. The phone keeps filming.

In the video, a boy appeared by the window on the fourth floor. Because there was light in the corridor, the boy stood on the window, as if it were a paper-cut window grille.

The boy stood there, his face could not be seen clearly because of the darkness, the boy in the video was not only standing there, but also very crazy.

That's right, it's madness. He jumped on the windowsill in a crazy posture, or he was trembling, or it might be convulsions. It can be seen that the boy's appearance is very distorted, and he may be tortured by some kind of pain, but because the boy was He is used to the title of neuropathy, so outsiders see it as his symptom.

The boy looked very painful. He opened the window, kept looking out, and twisted his body crazily. After about 2 minutes, the video was shown on the boy for 2 minutes. Finally, in an instant, the boy jumped out of the window.

"Ho..."

Zhang Jiuyi closed his eyes for a moment. There was a clearer picture in his mind than this video. It was the dream he had last night. It was far clearer than this video. The boy jumped out of the window with his head on the ground It smashed out of the window, and it was impossible to save in an instant.

The video featured a close-up of the boy who fell to his death, and then it was over.

There are a lot of people commenting below, and many people are accusing the photographer. He took a full 2 ​​minutes of shooting, but he didn't ask for help. Some people are discussing whether this boy is crazy or sick?

Zhang Jiu's breathing became more and more constricted. He closed the notebook at once, wiped his face with both hands, and a lot of cold sweat broke out on his face instantly.

One hundred said: "My lord, what's the matter with you, my lord?"

Zhang Jiu panted hard, shook his head and said, "I'm flustered, my heart feels uncomfortable... I can't breathe..."

San Fen said: "Oops, the yin energy in the adult's body is not stable."

Bai Bai grabbed Zhang Jiu's hand and said, "My lord, take a deep breath and don't resist. Let me guide your Yin Qi for you."

Zhang Jiu nodded, as if he had no strength, he fell on the bed at once, and Bai Bai stretched out his hand to press his wrist, Yin Qi penetrated from Zhang Jiu's wrist, guiding Zhang Jiu's breath.

However, in less than half a minute, Baibai suddenly let out a "ho!" and fell backwards. Ermao reached out to pick him up, and was instantly pressed by Baibai to the ground, turning into the floor with a "baji"...

Baibai and Ermao fell to the ground, as if they had received a huge impact. Zhang opened his eyes wide and looked at his hands. His breathing was still difficult, and there was a rush of breath in his chest.

San Fen quickly pulled Bai Bai and Er Mao up, and Er Mao said, "I'm crushed to death, I'm deflated!"

Baibai's palms were a little black, which was shaken away by Zhang Jiu's defensive yin, but his repair ability is very strong, and he is slowly returning to its original state.

Zhang Jiu looked at his hand in surprise and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

One hundred shook his head, Zhang Jiu's forehead was covered with cold sweat, curled up on the bed, and knocked over the infusion stand next to him with a "boom!"

Zhang Jiu's appearance became more and more frightening. His eyes were squinted, emitting a bright green light, and his teeth were clenched tightly. Bai Bai wanted to help him, but there was no way. Without Zhang Jiu, as long as you touch Zhang Jiu, you will be burned by the Yin Qi emanating from Zhang Jiu.

The little nurse rushed in quickly and went to call the doctor, but unfortunately, all the doctors had gone to a regular meeting, so the little nurse hurriedly called the doctor on duty.

Soon the door opened again, and Pu Shaoan came in in a wheelchair, and hurriedly said, "Zhang Jiu, what's the matter with you? I heard voices from next to me. Are you feeling unwell? Have you called a doctor?"

While he was talking, a man in a white coat hurried in from the outside, it turned out to be Dr. Chen.

It seems that the doctor on duty is Dr. Chen. As he walked over, Zhang Jiu seemed to feel a tinge of yang, and suddenly opened his eyes. The green eyes looked like a beast. Dr. Chen was startled, and subconsciously stepped back. step.

Zhang Jiu curled up on the hospital bed, his body trembling, and kept growling. Doctor Chen just paused, and hurried over to fix Zhang Jiu's broken leg. Lying on the hospital bed, but Zhang Jiu's strength was surprisingly strong, he let out a low growl of "Ho--", and shook Dr. Chen away.

Pu Shaoan quickly came to help with his wheelchair, stretched out his hand to hold Zhang Jiu down, Zhang Jiu let out a roar, but Pu Shaoan was a tall man with astonishing strength, he pressed Zhang Jiu's wrist and arm, and pressed him on the bed.

Zhang Jiu's eyes were about to burst open, and he stared fiercely at the person in front of him, a green light suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.

One hundred said: "Oops!"

Zhang Jiu's hands glowed green, like a sharp sword, and he was about to throw it at Dr. Chen and Pu Shao'an in an instant.

At this time, Dr. Chen quickly said: "Zhang Jiu, I can see your fear, but why do you have to be affected by fear, that kind of fear does not belong to you, but can control you, look into my eyes, take a deep breath, slowly Slow down and relax..."

Dr. Chen's voice was very soft, very gentle, very small, and seemed to be whispering, as if he wanted to let the patient relax his vigilance. When he was speaking, a bronze color suddenly flashed in Dr. Chen's eyes, and there was a quaint look. pattern, but only for a moment.

As the pattern flickered, Zhang Jiu felt sleepy, his body slowly relaxed, and as soon as his hands were loosened, the green light disappeared instantly...

Baibai heaved a sigh of relief. If the strength of the lord just now was really hit, the mortal bodies like Pu Shaoan and Dr. Chen would probably die.

Zhang Jiu fell asleep immediately, laying on the bed. Dr. Chen wiped the sweat from his brow, closed his eyes, and said, "I'm going to contact his family members. The patient's mood is not stable right now."

Duanmu Jinyang was in a meeting and suddenly felt a little irritable. He didn't know why, but he was just irritable and felt uncomfortable, so he frequently raised his hand to look at his watch.

At this moment, the cell phone rang suddenly, and the speaker immediately stopped his voice and looked at Mr. Duanmu.

Duanmu Jinyang picked up the phone, it was an unfamiliar number, and he didn't know who it was, but he picked it up anyway and said, "Hello."

Dr. Chen's voice came from the mobile phone, saying: "Mr. Duanmu, Zhang Jiu's condition is a bit repetitive, can you come to the hospital?"

Duanmu Jinyang narrowed his eyes, stood up instantly, and said, "You guys continue the meeting, send me an email after the meeting, I'm leaving in a hurry."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, the little secretary quickly agreed, Duanmu Jinyang hung up the phone, strode out of the conference room, went downstairs to pick up the car, and drove to the hospital quickly.

Zhang Jiu was still in a coma, Pu Shaoan did not leave, but watched anxiously by the side, Dr. Chen came back after going out, walked around the room twice, and then sat down slowly. all in the room.

With a sound of "Boom!", the door of the room was knocked open, Duanmu Jinyang strode in, covered in sweat, took off his suit in a hurry and threw it on the sofa, and then walked over quickly , bent over and stood beside the bed, reaching out to touch Zhang Jiu's face.

Zhang Jiu's face was pale, his lips were a little purple, he seemed to be over-tired, his eyes were a little dark, and he was falling asleep, and he seemed to be sleeping peacefully.

Duanmu Jinyang touched Zhang Jiu's hand. His hand was very cold, and it seemed that it was too cloudy, and he didn't know what stimulated him.

Duanmu Jinyang held Nongjiu's hand, and the heat slowly penetrated into his palm. Zhang Jiu said "um..." as if feeling very comfortable, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Mr. Duanmu?"

Zhang Jiu looked at Duanmu Jinyang in surprise, and said, "Is it time for lunch? Are you back?"

Seeing Zhang Jiu's confused face, Duanmu Jinyang smiled, helped him wipe off the sweat on his forehead, and said, "Xiao Jiu is hungry, let's have lunch."

Seeing that Zhang Jiu was fine, Dr. Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I'm going out first. Call me if you have something to do, and let the patient rest as much as possible. Don't think about other things."

Seeing that Duanmu Jinyang came, Pu Shaoan stopped disturbing them in the room, so he went out in his wheelchair. Dr. Chen pushed him into the ward and went upstairs by himself.

Zhang Jiu waited for them to leave before he glanced at the time. It was not yet eleven o'clock, and it had only been an hour since Duanmu Jinyang left.

Duanmu Jinyang sat down and said: "Xiao Jiu is really worrying, I can't move even a step."

Zhang Jiu was a little confused, recalled what happened just now, suddenly remembered, and said: "Duanmu Jinyang, notebook! I found something important!"

One hundred shook his head and said, "My lord, you'd better not look at other things now, and rest first."

Zhang Jiu wanted to show Duanmu Jinyang the notebook to prove what he had dreamed about, but he was afraid that he would suddenly go crazy, and he didn't know what was wrong with him or why he went crazy.

Duanmu Jinyang patted him on the back and said, "Xiao Jiu, relax, I'm here."

Duanmu Jinyang brought the notebook over, put it on the bed, opened the notebook, put his arms around Zhang Jiu's waist, and let him lean on his body, Zhang Jiu took two deep breaths, the tip of his nose was full of Duanmu Jinyang's yang energy, it smelled so comfortable .

With the palm of Duanmu Jinyang on Zhang Jiu's waist, he secretly sent some yang energy into Zhang Jiu's body. The body absorbed the yang energy, and gradually felt a little more energetic and no longer tired.

Zhang Jiu pulled out the history of the browser, and showed Duanmu Jinyang Zhao Zhetao's information and the video.

Duanmu Jinyang frowned and said, "You said before that there was a nurse named Fang?"

Zhang Jiu nodded and said: "Yes, that's right, Pu Shaoan said that he also went to the fourth floor, a nurse wearing a pink nurse dress and smiling very sweetly, she is very young and her surname is Fang, but Pu Shaoan said no specific name." Look, he's seen the nurse."

Duanmu Jinyang tapped on his notebook and swiped the mouse, as if looking for news. Soon, he found a little nurse who met all the criteria.

The 22-year-old nurse looks very sweet and innocent. When she smiles, there are two small dimples at the corners of her mouth, and her eyes are very bright. There is only a frontal photo of this girl without a hat, and she is not wearing a pink nurse skirt.

There was a "buzz" in Zhang Jiu's mind. They also saw a little nurse in the elevator monitoring, but the impact at that time was very vague, and the little nurse was translucent, so no one can be sure, they just think this The two look so much alike!

Zhang Jiu said: "Pu Shaoan has seen it, let him come over and recognize him."

When Pu Shaoan received the call, he came over in his wheelchair and said, "Zhang Jiu, did you call me?"

When Pu Shaoan came in, Zhang Jiu turned the notebook around and said to Pu Shaoan, "This nurse is the nurse surnamed Fang from the social and economic department on the fourth floor you mentioned?"

When Pu Shaoan saw the photo, his eyes lit up instantly, and he said with a smile, "It's her, hehe, she's so pretty, and her smile is so sweet, what's her name? Hmm...Fang Tian? This name really suits her. "

Pu Shaoan is a big, stupid guy with a simple smile on his face. It seems that this little nurse has impressed him very much. He slid the mouse and said with a smile: "Is she still on the fourth floor? I just saw her last week. ,she……"

When Pu Shaoan said this, his face suddenly froze, his handsome face froze, his lips opened and closed, as if he wanted to say something, his face was full of shock, and he couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

Zhang Jiu said, "What's wrong?"

Pu Shaoan looked at Zhang Jiu and said in shock, "Dead..."

Zhang Jiu said in surprise, "What?"

One hundred and twenty-three cents leaned over and looked at the laptop screen. One hundred slowly raised his head and said to Zhang Jiu, "My lord, this Fang Tian is dead."

Zhang Jiu was also surprised, and said, "Dead?"

Pu Shaoan couldn't see the one hundred and twenty-three cents, so he turned the notebook slowly, facing Zhang Jiu and Duanmu Jinyang on the screen. time and cause of death.

Three years ago, Fang Tian had already died. The cause of death was a fire in the hospital. Fang Tian was on the night shift that day, and the door of the nurse's station was burned and deformed.

Many people were injured in that fire, a nurse, Fang Tian, ​​and a doctor died.

After that, the hospital was closed, and then started to be renovated, and it became what it is now, maybe because too many things happened on the fourth floor, maybe it was really unlucky, so the new hospital chose to erase the fourth floor directly.

Pu Shaoan seemed a little puzzled, and said in shock: "How is this possible!? I only saw her last Thursday. Could it be that she looks similar? But she looks too similar."

They were talking, when they heard a knock on the door, Duanmu Jinyang closed the notebook with a snap, and said, "Please come in."

The little nurse came to deliver the medicine, and it happened to be lunch time at 11:30, so she brought the two pills to Zhang Jiu, and said with a smile, "Patients should take their medicines on time, don't forget."

Duanmu Jinyang nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, thank you."

The little nurse walked out quickly. Zhang Jiu stretched out his hands to hold his knees, his expression was a bit painful, and he was breathing hard. The boy who jumped off the building and the nurse with a sweet smile flashed through his mind. A big fire, and the desperate cry of the girl...

"Ho-ho-"

"Zhang Jiu!? Zhang Jiu!"

"Little Nine?"

Zhang Jiu saw a lot of people in front of his eyes, Duanmu Jinyang's shadow was spinning, and Pu Shaoan's shadow was also spinning, one hundred and twenty-three cents were blurred, and in the blur, he seemed to see that The bloody boy, and Nurse Fang who was burnt to pieces.

"Hoo!!"

Zhang Jiu roared, a warm current flowed into his palm, Zhang Jiu suddenly closed his eyes, then opened them again, all illusions disappeared suddenly, Zhang Jiu shook his head vigorously.

Duanmu Jinyang looked ugly, grabbed Zhang Jiu's hand, and said, "Xiao Jiu, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Jiu pressed his knee and said, "The leg hurts...the wound hurts very much."

It was the yin energy in Zhang Jiu's body that began to swell again. For some reason, the yin energy in Zhang Jiu's body swelled easily in the past two days.

Zhang Jiu grabbed the medicine in the medicine box, stuffed it into his mouth tremblingly, took a sip of water, swallowed the medicine, fell on the bed and gasped deeply, feeling that he was not fractured at all, but had some serious illness Same, otherwise it's just a broken bone, why is it so painful all of a sudden.

Zhang Jiu took a deep breath, and Duanmu Jinyang's palm was placed on his forehead, gently transmitting Yang Qi.

Zhang Jiu's breathing gradually calmed down. At this moment, Zhang Jiu suddenly opened his eyes and said, "That's right."

As he spoke, he sat up quickly and said, "Has Dr. Chen been here before?"

Pu Shaoan scratched the back of his head and said, "Yes, you seemed to be in pain at that time. Dr. Chen couldn't hold you down. Dr. Chen and I held you down."

Zhang Jiu suddenly lifted the quilt to get out of bed, grabbed Duanmu Jinyang's hand, and said, "We're going to find Dr. Chen, I saw his eyes..."

There are simple patterns in Dr. Chen's eyes, which will emit a bronze light for a moment. There may be a fragment of a melting tripod in his eyes...