Hidden among the villains [Quick Transmigration]

Fog lights illuminate the dimly lit corridor, soft but misty.It is already early morning, and the hospital is completely silent. Occasionally, nurses who make rounds pass by, and the sound of their footsteps echoes slightly in the aisle filled with the smell of disinfectant.

Mu Qinyan sat at the desk in the duty room, the desk was dry and quiet, and a medical book was placed on the old-fashioned glass electric heating plate—Fu Ming, Director of Orthopedics Department of Qiaobei Hospital.

In the third redemption world, his identity is a doctor, alive.

A solemn voice sounded from the system.

"The unknown power changes the trajectory of identity. If the host cannot kill the survivors in the form of ghosts as humans, they will face obliteration."

Mu Qinyan's expression darkened.

The change of identity is nothing more than the use of some special props by the survivors.This kind of thing is not unheard of in the survival war.Only this time, after killing two survivors as ghosts, Mu Zhuoyan is too clear about the extent of the gap between the two identities.

Although each ghost has its own weaknesses, in the first two redemption worlds, the two survivors died without any intention of resisting.

Mu Qinyan was sitting on a chair, and among the neatly bound loose leaves of the opened medical book, there were only three recorded patients.These names are very strange.Because he didn't inherit any memory related to this body.

The orthopedic duty room is on the second floor of the emergency department. There are two desks in the duty room of about [-] square meters.In addition to the chief physician, there is also an intern.

This intern is right behind.

Mu Zhuoyan stood up from the chair, and the table and chairs rubbed against each other, waking up the drowsy young man behind him.

"Teacher Fu, what's wrong?" The young man quickly stood up, and Mu Qinyan glanced at the name tag on his chest, Jiang Zhe.

"It's okay, just sit up and get up and move around." Mu Qinyan said lightly, this body is about 30 years old, and he has become a chief physician at a young age, with excellent professional ability, and judging from the nervous attitude of the young man in front of him, Usually should be a serious person.

Jiang Zhe breathed a sigh of relief. He and Fu Ming were not much different in age, but he always felt like a mouse seeing a cat.

now.

The lights in the corridor flickered slightly, the sound of brakes came from the hospital compound outside the window, and the originally deserted compound suddenly became noisy.

The alarm bell in the duty room rang.On behalf of this emergency, the participation of orthopedics is required.

Jiang Zhe pulled himself together, hurriedly tidied up a large pile of documents on the table, and stood behind Mu Zhuoyan, obviously waiting for him to go out first.

Without any panic, Mu Qinyan picked up the stethoscope on the table and went downstairs from the stairs on the left outside the office.

"My leg! I can't move my leg! Doctor help me! Help me!"

After waking up, this 30-year-old patient named Li Xiaowen kept shouting at the top of her lungs. Even though there were nurses standing around her, she didn't feel any sense of security. Her eyes kept looking around anxiously, and she kept vigilant, and her sharp voice kept echoing. in the freezing air.It looked a bit creepy in the empty emergency room.

"The patient suffered a comminuted fracture of his right calf and was not accompanied by any family members. He is currently emotionally unstable." The middle-aged nurse who came up briefly explained the current situation.

On the medical stretcher, Li Xiaowen's entire upper body was firmly fixed by a soft bandage, her lips had turned pale and bloodless, and she was still struggling, as if she was not facing a group of doctors and nurses who were about to treat her, but a group of devils .

Her entire head was completely soaked in sweat, her long black hair was messy and sticking to her cheeks, her thin body was like a withered dead tree, strange and lifeless.

Two male nurses were cleaning her wounds. Uncooperative patients obviously brought a lot of difficulty to this work. One of the older ones said impatiently, "Give her another injection."

The translucent turbid liquid in the tiny needle tube was injected into the body, which slowed down Li Xiaowen's struggling.

The sedatives made her body lose strength, but her mind remained awake. She stared upwards with a weird and persistent gaze, like a thirsty fish looking at the lake, as if this could control the trance and slack the spirit of.

"Is the operating room ready?" The doctor out of the car shouted a little tiredly.

"Already prepared."

The new nurse at the side hurriedly replied that she didn't seem to have seen such a big battle, or, she had never seen such a strange patient, who kept calling for help while resisting the contact of the medical staff.

"Push it over." Mu Qinyan's voice was concise and clear.The collapsed person lying on the stretcher suddenly widened her eyes and trembled violently. She let out a shrill gasp in her throat, as if something blocked her trachea. Startled.

Before the nurse could take any measures, Li Xiaowen passed out suddenly.

There was no sign of waking up until he was sent to the operating room.

"The patient fell into a coma, and all indicators were stable."

Jiang Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Li Xiaowen's bloody right leg, he couldn't help swallowing.

Her trousers have been completely cut open. In the blood stains, the leg bones protrude from the front of the knees. The lower part seems to be crushed by some machine. The whole calf is peeled off, and it deflects strangely to the side, revealing the **** tendon. They were all cut off, and a few toes that looked like they had been soaked in blood were placed in a sterilized box.

Jiang Zhe lowered his head, thankful that he was still an intern and didn't have to deal with this seemingly scalp-numbing situation.

Mu Qinyan put on medical gloves expressionlessly. He is not Fu Ming, but he is no stranger to this type of operation.

The area around the wound has been cleaned and disinfected, and it can be seen clearly, and it is precisely because it is so clear that it is even more terrifying.

"Tissue damage has prevented reasonable limb function reconstruction."

"There is no family member present, the patient is in a coma, and hemostasis should be done first."

All work is carried out in an orderly manner under the calm command of the chief surgeon.

The hemostasis and sutures went smoothly, but the wound on Li Xiaowen's right calf was too large and necrotic. Obviously, he would have to face amputation soon.

Standing outside the operating room, Jiang Zhe watched the operating trolley being pushed into the elevator, gusts of cold wind poured in, making him shrank his neck uncontrollably.

Mu Qinyan was standing beside him, with a tall figure, handsome face and seductive uniform, coupled with his current title, capitalized winner in life.

It's just that this winner in life always has a straight face of not getting close to strangers, and he doesn't know how many peach blossoms he has blocked.But Jiang Zhe only dared to slander in his heart.

He pricked up his ears, listening to the nurses in the ward still discussing Li Xiaowen who was brought in in the middle of the night.

"I heard it was a work-related injury..."

"Looking at her mental state, what did she do to get hurt like this?"

"It's been so long and I haven't seen any family members come."

"I heard that it's because she didn't save other people's numbers in her phone's address book, and her call history was empty, so she couldn't contact her family."

……

Hearing these words, Jiang Zhe felt a little tight in his chest. He had not been an intern in the hospital for a long time, and he didn't have a well-trained diamond heart yet.

The first thing such a young girl faces after waking up is likely to be her amputation signature.Just thinking about it makes me feel a little desperate.But this is not something he can worry about.

At three o'clock in the morning, the duty room.

The whole hospital returned to dead silence again, and a new patient had been added to the medical register on the table.

Behind him, Jiang Zhe was seriously transcribing the medical records, occasionally shivering, and complaining to himself why he suddenly became so cold.He didn't know that from the moment Li Xiaowen was pushed into the operating room, that thing had followed him in.