I am your natural enemy

After chatting with Feng Yao for a while, Wen Yan got out of the car and saw Feng Yao slam on the accelerator and disappear like flying.

Wen Yan looked back in the direction of the inpatient building, and with a startled glance, he vaguely saw a man in a white coat with a black smell on his body looking at him by an open window on the top floor of the inpatient department.

But the next moment, it was like an illusion and disappeared without a trace.

Wen Yan took a breath, hallucinating Nima!

He stretched out his middle finger and gestured there.

"What are you looking at? I'm your father!"

He didn't see anyone else appear, but he saw a looming black energy rushing out from the window, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Wen Yan stood there and watched for a while. After calming down a little, he could now confirm two things.

Being so far away, the other party shouldn't be able to hear it, but the taunting effect should still be there.

Then, when he makes taunts, the other party can't even touch him. The other party's power is definitely completely limited to a fixed range and fixed rules. After he is discharged from the hospital, his identity is no longer a patient, and the other party can't affect him at all. .

He returned to the unit and as soon as he arrived at the concierge, he was stopped by the concierge's brother and handed him a thermos box.

"Wen Yan, wait a minute. The curator asked me to give it to you. He specifically told me that if it gets cold, warm it up before drinking it. Don't waste it."

"what?"

"Soup."

"Ah, where's the curator?"

"The curator is out."

Wen Yan took the thermal box and called the curator.

"Director, thank you for the soup. I'm so sorry."

"Drink it while it's hot, I'm afraid you'll be finished without even getting your first month's salary."

"ah……"

"Ah, what? This is Siyang Zhenwu Decoction. It has the effect of supporting yang and dispelling cold, and replenishing yang energy. Drinking it while it's hot has the best effect. That's it. I'm busy and I'm done."

Wen Yan hung up the phone and confirmed that it was really the curator who gave it to him, and he felt relieved.

Opening the thermal box, the bitter taste hit my face, just like authentic herbal tea. Not only was the smell similar, but the color was also similar. Wen Yan's facial features almost wrinkled together.

But thinking of the effect of the decoction, and feeling the chill that still emanated from his body from time to time, he pinched his nose and drank all the soup in the thermos box in one gulp.

There was still a bit of the hot and bitter decoction in my stomach. After waiting for a while, I felt a warmth slowly spreading in my stomach, and the chill that emerged from the inside out slowly weakened.

Less than half an hour later, he felt the hot temperature of the outside world. A trace of sweat began to appear on the back of his forehead. When he opened his mouth to spit out, it was as if he had just eaten a popsicle, and some white gas visible to the naked eye came out. His face also turned pale and gradually returned to normal.

Wen Yan felt the warmth emerging from his belly and thought that the soup was a bit strong. He turned around and asked the curator how to make it and what ingredients he used.

It's part of the way he's not afraid of ghosts, such as his upper body.

However, he was still a little unable to bear the erosion of the Yin Qi and cold air. He was not seriously ill. He was simply young, strong and energetic, so he could bear it.

He was afraid that he hadn't fully recovered from the last time, so he had to do it twice again. He really couldn't bear it anymore.

He waited in the funeral parlor for a long time, constantly studying the rules and regulations of each hospital. When it was dark, Feng Yao drove his car and stopped at the gate of the funeral parlor.

"Walk."

After getting in the car, Wen Yan asked hurriedly.

"nailed it?"

"It's done. The new minister has three things to do when he takes office. The first one hasn't started yet, so I went to light it. The minister called in person and got the green light all the way. There were no problems with the procedure."

With that said, he handed Wen Yan a plywood, which contained a thick pile of various documents and an ID.

The ID was opened and there was a one-inch photo of Wen Yan on it. Now Wen Yan was considered a serious member of the Lieyang Clan and had a stamped ID.

"Have all the patients been transferred?"

"It's not that easy. Do you know how many patients need surgery every day? How many are emergencies like stroke? Unless it's a last resort, you can transfer them all in one day with just one sentence.

Besides, Decheng No. 1 Hospital was expanded because some of them could not bear the existing pressure. All these patients were diverted, and other hospitals that were already overloaded were overloaded and exploded on the spot.

Some patients cannot be transferred to another hospital at all. If they are forced to transfer, the probability of dying on the road is extremely high.

Only some of the patients who were suitable for transfer were diverted away, while the remaining patients who were not suitable for transfer were temporarily transferred to the outpatient building, emergency room, etc.

After a brief discussion, the ministry confirmed that the plan was indeed feasible before approving the operation. It was not really a fool's errand. "

"That's fine."

Wen Yan nodded. Only a thousand days to be a thief, how can a thousand days to guard against thieves? Today is the third day. If the director is not killed today, Wen Yan can predict that one day, the director will be promoted. After that, the rules will change and she will have new methods.

At that time, some "accident" might happen to him.

Moreover, even if the restrictions of the rules remain unchanged after the director is promoted, he cannot guarantee that he will never see a doctor again or appear as a patient in the hospital from now on.

Based on what happened in the past few days, Wen Yan thought to himself that he would probably have to go to the hospital many times in the future.

When he thought of the director's pure, undisguised, and malicious eyes, he was very sure that he had to deal with the director first.

Otherwise, he will not be able to feel at ease when crossing the street in the future, and will have to be worried every day.

At around ten o'clock in the evening, Wen Yan hung the nameplate on his chest and stood in the lobby on the first floor of the inpatient building, waiting. Feng Yao was still leading some ordinary field staff, taking out various things and waiting in the lobby on the first floor. Set up and do final inspections.

There were various machines and yellow paper talismans, all of which were mixed and matched. Wen Yan couldn't understand it, so he just stood aside and watched the excitement.

At nearly half past ten, all the ordinary field staff retreated, leaving only Feng Yao holding a switch connected to a wire in one hand and a dark wooden sword in the other, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Wen Yan hesitated for a moment, then asked more questions.

"According to our expectations, your device can trap her as long as it is turned on, right?"

"Yes, this is a special instrument that has just been applied for. This set is worth eight million, and it has no moisture.

There are three opening methods: remote control, line control, and voice control. You can connect a cable or use the built-in high-energy battery. It will definitely be fine for a few hours, but it will be troublesome to close it.

However, just putting it here, although the effect is maximized, it is still a bit difficult to trick her into..."

"How about you let me hold the switch? I'm afraid you'll fall asleep soon." Wen Yan interrupted Feng Yao's words.

"..."

Feng Yao opened his mouth and wanted to say that he did not come in as a patient today. According to the rules, he should not fall asleep.

But thinking about his loss last night, he couldn't say these words. He really didn't feel confident.

He was also curious about why Wen Yan didn't fall asleep when he entered the field. He checked Wen Yan's information, but only found ordinary information, which only meant that there was more information and he had no authority to see it.

Feng Yao handed the connected remote control to Wen Yan and waited quietly.

Just after half past ten, the headlights were turned off, leaving only the night light. In an instant, I saw wisps of fog emerging from the corridor to the left of the lobby on the first floor.

Wen Yan looked at Feng Yao, only to find that Feng Yao had disappeared.

This time he did not fall asleep, he did not come in at all!

Outside the domain, Feng Yao looked livid and immediately waved to the others.

"Prepare a strong attack."

Tonight is the last chance. He also knows that after tonight, the field disappears here, and the director will definitely be promoted within the next year.

The blazing flames were burning, but they could not reach the inpatient building, as if there was an invisible wall blocking it.

Another instrument with a cable was pushed up here. Feng Yao inserted the dark wooden sword in his hand into the front of the instrument. He saw arcs flowing on the wooden sword, and the surrounding area was filled with the sound of arcs penetrating the air. Voice.

The electric arc accumulated rapidly, and then turned into a dazzling whip, rushing straight to the door of the inpatient department.

There was a crackling sound, the subtle electric light spread out, and a looming barrier appeared outside the inpatient building.

"Go on, use everything you can!"

In the distance, a car stopped, and a man wearing a monk's robe immediately rushed out and quickly led a few people to build an altar in front of the inpatient building.

…

Wen Yan took a breath, pressed the remote control directly, turned on the device, threw the remote control aside, and took out the plywood holding a pile of documents.

In the corridor on the left side of the hall, as the cold mist emerged, the director floated out of it with a splint in his hand and a pen in the other with a sullen face.

She tilted her head slightly, staring at Wen Yan with eyes full of malice. A smile that could not be seen slowly appeared on her gloomy face, and the corners of her mouth slowly tore to the base of her ears.

Her mouth moved as if she was laughing wildly. She smiled warmly and said that she didn't have the identity of a patient, yet she dared to come in at this time.

The instruments that occupied the hall began to generate power, and began to collide with the director's power. Traces of black energy visible to the naked eye began to swirl here.

Those breaths were intertwined with the invisible power inspired by the instrument, as if there was suddenly a little more pressure.

The director paused, looked at the instruments, and saw the connected wires in the distance snapping.

After losing the wire power supply, the battery inside the instrument immediately connected seamlessly, but the heavy pressure here did not seem to have much effect on the director.

Step by step, she slowly walked towards Wen Yan.

The wind roared around him, and the gloomy air dispersed. Wen Yan felt that hallucinations were appearing in front of his eyes. One after another, silently screaming ghosts emerged from the ground and surrounded him in the center. Waves of chills spread from the soles of his feet. It penetrated and went straight to his head.

Wen Yan ignored these things that he didn't know if they were illusions. He opened the splint in his hand and spoke steadily.

"Feng Dongmei, I am Wen Yan, a member of the Lieyang Department task force. You are suspected of multiple murders. You are now arrested and brought to justice. This is an arrest warrant. I hope you will cooperate."

The director's mouth opened and closed, as if he was laughing wildly, and his smile became even happier.

Wen Yan took out one of the documents with a red seal and threw it out, then took out another pile of documents and continued to talk to the director.

"Based on the joint investigation by the Xingzhou Mining Bureau Central Hospital Committee and many other units, the following decision was made regarding Feng Dongmei's multiple professional violations and violations of laws and regulations."

Before Wen Yan could finish his words, his body flew out uncontrollably, as if there were invisible hands squeezing his neck, picking him up and pressing him against the glass door at the entrance of the hall.

He felt the gloomy yin energy constantly rushing into his body, but there was a steady stream of warm breath emerging from his belly. The yang energy rising in the work clothes on his body resisted the coldness.

All the bones in his body seemed to be clamped by pliers, and they were constantly being squeezed. However, in just a moment, he felt that the force that seemed to crush the bones in his body began to weaken rapidly.

He grinned. This was definitely not the intention of the other party to hold back.

He scratched his neck and continued to talk with difficulty.

“The document is a bit long, and I guess you’re too lazy to read it, so I’ll kindly summarize the key points for you.

1. Officially fire Feng Dongmei, a former employee of the Mining Bureau Central Hospital, and withdraw all corresponding benefits.

Second, abolish Feng Dongmei’s title as deputy director.

Third, prohibit Feng Dongmei from entering the medical system again.

It’s useless if you don’t let me say it, it’s useless if you don’t look at it.

It has the signatures of the relevant responsible persons and the official seals of each unit, which is reasonable and legal.

And, best of all, your opinion doesn’t need to be considered.

This is the rule. "