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TMX Hospital

TMX Hospital is a general hospital built by the TMX chaebol with huge sums of money. Its medical level and hospital specifications are in a leading position in the world. There are three inpatient departments alone, divided into three types: general, luxury and recuperation, which meet the needs of ordinary people for admission. It also satisfies the personalized service that high-ranking officials and nobles would rather spend a lot of money to enjoy.

Yi Yunzhao took Qin Siye straight to the Inpatient Department of Area A of TMX Hospital. The Inpatient Department of Area A has 32 floors, and the first floor is the emergency room.

Second floor

Yi Yunzhao walked to the second floor and walked towards Room 207. The nurse on duty at the front desk stopped him: "Hey, that police officer~~"

"What's wrong?" Yi Yunzhao stopped walking.

"Are you looking for Mr. Wang from Ward 207?" the little nurse asked.

"Yes."

"He passed away early this morning." The little nurse said. Mr. Wang in Ward 207 is 76 years old. He was admitted to the hospital because of a brain tumor. Nocturnal travel is one of the symptoms. His brain tumor is in a place that is difficult to remove. Only top doctors in brain surgery can perform this operation, but he I went abroad two weeks ago and came back a month later. I had to admit Mr. Wang to the hospital to stabilize his condition. Unexpectedly, he passed away before the doctor returned to China.

"Can we see the corpse?" Qin Siye asked.

"It's in the morgue on the first floor." The little nurse said.

[-]st Floor, Inpatient Department, Area A, Emergency Room

The emergency room of the hospital is like a battlefield filled with gunpowder, like a waiting hall leading to the underworld. The doctors and nurses have just saved a patient from exhaustion, and then send another one before they are breathing.The urgent shouts of doctors and nurses, the miserable howls of patients, and the chaotic buzzing of instruments can be heard endlessly. The air is always filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant, strong smell of medicine and blood. The colors here seem to be forever It's all just white and red, and everyone's expression is so heavy that even the best painter can't paint the vivid colors of the emergency room.

Next to the emergency room is the temporary mortuary. If the family members claim it, the body will be returned soon, but if no one claims it, it will be sent to different places according to the condition of the body—if it dies of illness, it will be in the hospital. A week later, the ashes will be sent to the cremation center, and the ashes will be temporarily stored in Huang'en Temple until someone claims them; if homicide is suspected, they will be handed over to the police for autopsy by the forensic department, but such cases are rare after all.

Yi Yunzhao and Qin Siye walked through the crowd, passed through the noisy emergency room, and entered a long corridor through an inconspicuous small door in the northwest corner.The corridor is only about one meter wide, and the white walls and gray-black marble give people an indescribably heavy feeling. Slowly, the noise of the emergency room is isolated, and only two people's voices echo in the corridor. The sound of footsteps and breathing, if not for the occasional voice of the central broadcasting calling for a doctor, it would really make people feel like they have stepped into a dead end.