monster guardian

The closed hospital door was quickly opened.

Wen Xiaoyan's manager raised her head and stared blankly at the place.The location here is relatively remote, and there are five high-rise buildings erected inside the gate, which are very densely arranged, which invisibly brings people an indescribable sense of oppression.

She had never seen such a strange hospital with its doors closed in broad daylight.Is there no family member of the patient who needs to go in and out?

At this time, several people walked out of the door. The leading man was tall and burly, wearing a suit, and his face looked a little fierce.

"Doctor Mu, it's just right, come in with me..." the man said.

And new patients?Should it be assigned to him?

Mushui was startled.But soon he calmed down, nodded, and showed a soft and green smile to the dean, exactly the same as the intern who just left school and came to the research institute.

"Put my friend in place first." Mushui pointed to Wen Xiaoyan on the bed.

The man, the Dean Xu Yongmao, nodded, greeted the nurse behind him, and pushed Wen Xiaoyan into the hospital.Wen Xiaoyan's manager and assistant followed closely behind.

Xu Yongmao glanced over them, and said lightly, "Are they family members?"

Mushui nodded, turned to stare at Xu Yongmao, and asked, "Can the family members accompany you?"

Xu Yongmao paused: "Yes."

Mushui accompanied Wen Xiaoyan and his group into Building No. [-].

The door of Building No. [-] was open, and the corridor was very quiet, and there was no scene of people coming and going like other hospitals.Wen Xiaoyan's manager became even more nervous. The further she walked in, the more she felt like step by step into the open mouth of a monster.

The manager couldn't help turning his head.Mushui was walking beside her, and when she turned her head, she could just catch a glimpse of Mushui's side face.The white light and green light in the hospital mixed and fell on Mushui's face. His brows and eyes were soft, which immediately made people feel calm and relieved.

Brokers are much more relaxed.

She asked Mushui in a low voice: "Is this really possible?"

Mushui nodded: "It can be done." He turned his head to look at Xu Yongmao: "Is that the dean?"

Xu Yongmao's brows were tightly frowned, and he relaxed a little when he heard Mushui's voice, and he responded, "Yes, Doctor Mu is right."

Mushui's eyes froze, and once again swept over the dean and the medical staff behind him.

Only then did he notice that there was a bit of embarrassment about them.

As if swept away by a gust of wind, her hair and clothes were all messed up.

"Here we are, do you think it's okay to arrange it here?" the nurse asked.

Mushui looked up at the house number, the number was "33".

The nurse pushed the door open, and saw a hospital bed, TV, computer, refrigerator, sofa and other things inside the door, just like a small one-bedroom.

The agent didn't hold out hope at first, but after looking at it now, he realized that the environment of this place is quite good, clean and tidy, similar to the VIP ward of a big hospital.

As long as it's safe and good service.The manager heaved a sigh of relief and nodded quickly: "Let's go here."

Mushui whispered, "She has to live in the sterile room."

The manager was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted: "Yes, she was burned."

Mushui tilted his head: "Dean, do we have an ICU here?"

"...Yes." Xu Yongmao waved his hand: "Take them there."

The nurse responded, closed the door in front of her, and continued walking.

At the end of the first floor, there is the ICU.

The nurses quickly transferred the person in, and the manager kept staring at Wen Xiaoyan, confirming that her chest was still rising and falling, indicating that she was still alive, and suddenly a hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

"Are you relieved?" Xu Yongmao asked.

Mushui nodded, and smiled generously at him: "Don't worry."

Xu Yongmao asked again: "Is it convenient for Dr. Mu to come with me now?"

Obviously to take him to meet the new patient.

Mushui turned his head and asked the manager: "You and Miss Wen's assistant are staying here to rest, what needs to be told to them. Apart from the higher fees, there are no other disadvantages here. Right, Dean?"

Xu Yongmao: "Yes."

"Can I get a discount, Dean?" Mushui blinked.

Xu Yongmao: "...of course." Xu Yongmao smiled: "By the way, I haven't paid you this month's salary yet. I'll call you later."

Mushui quickly said, "Thank you, Dean." At the same time, the smile on his face became softer.

When the agent heard this conversation, he couldn't help but think, this hospital is quite strange, do the salaries of the doctors are paid by the director himself?Shouldn't it be financial management?

Mushui followed behind Xu Yongmao, and followed him directly to the office.

It's like when he got the job for the first time, he got Qi Xinghan's information.Xu Yongmao took him in and asked him to sit down.Now Xu Yongmao didn't seem to be in such a hurry anymore, he asked someone to make tea for Mushui, and gave him snacks and a plate of cut fruit.

It's just that there is always a faint smell of disinfectant on these foods. Mushui has been eating out recently, so he doesn't want to eat it now, and just flips through the information in his hand silently.

"Will this patient be handed over to me?" Mushui asked suspiciously.

"Yes...he had recovered before, and went back with his family, and returned to a normal life. But recently, his fiancée sent him over again, saying that he fell ill again, and, It’s worse than before.” Xu Yongmao’s expression looked serious and ferocious, but his tone was utterly worried and soft: “He’s in Building No. [-], and our medical staff have been in contact with him just now. He couldn't be appeased at all, and it took a lot of effort in the end before we put restraints on him. Clothes. Finally, he was temporarily trapped."

Mushui asked suspiciously: "Hasn't this already entered the normal process? There are many hospitals with such patients. I shouldn't need to do anything."

"No, his status is different." Xu Yongmao looked up at the calendar on the wall: "We can only keep him for three days at most, and after three days, he must return to society."

Identity?

What kind of identity?

Mushui quickly lowered his head to look at the information.

【Name: Bai Shiwen

Age: 31 years old

Career

disease

disease description

Contact information

Residential address: No. 129, Beicheng City

...]

This information made Mushui a little confused.

Most of it has been blacked out, and even the residential address is not detailed.Occupation, illness, and even the description of the illness... are not clear at all.

"Well, it's just a process to show you the information. I'll tell you the rest." Xu Yongmao pursed his lips: "Bai, the surname. A family of politicians."

Mushui looked at him blankly.

Xu Yongmao had no choice but to pull out a few photos from the folder in his hand, picked them up and showed them to Mushui: "Look."

Mushui looked up, and saw that the photos were all men without exception.The man is thin and tall, always in a suit and leather shoes, with handsome and soft facial features. He wears gold-rimmed glasses, which are also glasses, but they are completely different from the teacher.This man does not have the slightest aggression, and looks like a standard literati image.

"Beicheng City is under his jurisdiction." Xu Yongmao sighed: "So, if he leaves for too long, something serious will happen. He must return to his post in time and quickly return to the old Bai Shiwen."

Mushui was even more puzzled: "Then I can't do it at all."

He also doesn't have any magical ability to quickly transform Mr. Bai back to the time when he was not sick.

"You can do it." Xu Yongmao pressed the photos, got up from the chair, slightly arched his back, leaned his upper body over the table to Mushui, and said, "We don't need to cure him, we just need someone to treat him." Keep an eye on him, and be able to control him in time every time he gets sick."

"Leaving the hospital and still living in his original environment, it is difficult to block the source of stimulation, and it is also impossible to carry out deeper treatment. Timely blocking time after time is nothing but drinking poison to quench thirst. A more terrifying outbreak... Dean, you should know."

"But we shouldn't take care of these, and we can't take care of them." Xu Yongmao lowered his eyes and stared at the photo. He whispered: "This is his family's request. We just need to follow it. It is impossible to completely cure It's like the No. 1 and No. 2 I gave you... They can't be cured either. You can only put you by their side and monitor them all the time."

Mushui pursed his lips, but did not agree.

In his eyes, the Jinshui City Research Institute has changed from an internship place to a big mystery.

What exactly is here.

How dangerous is every patient who comes out of here?

Why did the institute have to ask him to monitor them?

"Doctor Mu." Xu Yongmao sat back, operated on the phone, and said, "I've called you my salary."

Mushui turned on the phone and took a look.

Your bank card income is RMB.

Mushui suddenly widened his eyes.

"Can you take me to see Mr. Bai first?" Mushui asked.

Xu Yongmao stood up: "Of course, I'll take you there right away."

They soon came to Building No. [-], which has special detention rooms for those very difficult and high-risk mental patients.

There were several people sitting outside the detention room.

Mushui turned his head to look over, and saw one of the young women sweeping towards him coldly.

Xu Yongmao said, "That's Mr. Bai's fiancée, Ms. Wu."

Wu?

It seems to be quite familiar, maybe I have heard this surname in a certain news.

Mushui smiled at the other party.

The other party paid no attention at all, his face was indifferent, with anxiety engraved between his brows.

Xu Yongmao explained a few words to the nurse at the door, the nurse quickly went in, and then came out again, and then said to Mu Shui: "Doctor Mu, please come in."