In the nursing station of the Brain Department in the inpatient section of Renkang Hospital, the mixed - race female doctor Yu Na with a high ponytail was surrounded by several junior nurses. The junior nurses' eyes were full of admiration for this mixed - race beauty.
"Wow, I didn't expect such a thing to have happened in that cinema. What happened next, Dr. Yu Na?"
Nights on duty in the hospital were always long and boring. To kill time, Dr. Yu Na voluntarily offered to tell the junior nurses a story, and it was a rather spine - chilling one.
Although the story was a bit scary, Dr. Yu Na's cadenced voice made it extremely attractive.
The nurses were waiting for the follow - up when the nurse on the outermost periphery suddenly felt a gust of wind brush past her. Out of the corner of her eye, she seemed to catch a glimpse of a shadow flitting by behind her.
She got goosebumps all over. Just as she was about to take a closer look, a voice came from the front:
"Later on!"
Her attention was immediately drawn away.
"I don't believe in such things. So I went to that cinema myself at midnight. But who would have known..."
Just as the story reached a tense part, the loud crash of metal hitting the ground suddenly rang in their ears, scaring everyone who was listening to the scary story.
At this time, most patients had already gone to bed. Even if a patient needed something, they usually pressed the call bell by the bedside to summon a nurse. What was that noise?
"Could it... could it be a ghost?" a junior nurse said tremulously.
Just as they were looking at each other, there was another "clank!" sound. This time, they faintly heard a woman's scream. They were extremely familiar with that voice. It was from the patient in Bed 24, who the dean had specifically instructed them to take good care of. Fang Ling, the patient in Bed 24, suffered from a rare brain disease and had attacks from time to time. Her last attack was a day ago.
It wasn't a ghost; it was the patient having an attack!
"Something's wrong. Let's go and have a look!" Yu Na reacted immediately. She ended her story at once and quickly walked towards Ward 24. The two on - duty nurses in the Brain Department also followed suit.
They pushed open the door of the ward and turned on the lights. They saw that the woman who was originally in bed was now lying on the floor. She was covering her head tightly and screaming desperately, as if she was suffering extremely painful torture.
On the ground beside her, the stainless - steel rack that used to hold the medicine had been kicked over during her struggle. Presumably, that was the source of the loud noise just now.
"Quick! Restrain the patient first and start the examination immediately!"
Yu Na and the nurses worked together to restrain Fang Ling and move her back to the bed. During this process, she kept screaming and going crazy. She was completely out of control, which was a characteristic of each of her attacks.
"Damn it, her pupils are dilating. We must start the rescue immediately!" Yu Na checked her condition and said seriously to the nurse beside her, "Go and prepare the medicine she usually takes!"
"But... but..." the junior nurse hesitated, looking embarrassed. "This patient's account is in arrears. We've been told that patients in arrears cannot continue to receive medication."
Yu Na said, "Are we just going to watch the patient die during an attack? Don't forget your original intention of becoming a doctor! I'll pay this bill for now. Go quickly!"
"Okay, okay!"
A junior nurse rushed out in a hurry. Yu Na then said to another nurse, "You go and contact the patient's family. Tell them to prepare the money immediately and pay off the arrears!"
That junior nurse also went out to make the call as instructed.
After the extra people left, Yu Na squinted her eyes slightly and slowly approached Fang Ling...
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The meeting place that Zhao Quanjing and Yan Yincheng had agreed on was a private club. The environment here was very elegant, a real place for people to enjoy tea and take a rest.
On one side of the tea table carved from tree roots, Zhao Quanjing skillfully boiled water, scalded the teapot, and poured water. His movements were smooth, indicating that he was also a frequent tea - drinker. However, his mood was not as calm as his actions. For some reason, he felt a bit nervous inside.
He arrived at the private room they had agreed on twenty minutes early, intending to make a good impression on Mr. Yan from Fengcheng so that he could have a cup of hot tea as soon as he entered.
He looked down at his watch and found that there was only one minute left until their agreed - upon time, but the legendary Mr. Yan was still nowhere to be seen. Just as the clock hand was about to point to 12, there was a knock on the door of the private room. Someone pushed the door open from the outside, and the tall, straight, and extremely handsome Mr. Yan walked in calmly.
He was holding a metal blind stick in his hand. The blind stick glinted a metal sheen under the light that was impossible to ignore, just like himself, cold.
Zhao Quanjing immediately stopped what he was doing and got up to greet him warmly. "Oh, Mr. Yan, you're here! Come in quickly. You're just in time. The tea has just been brewed. It's top - grade White Peony. Welcome to taste it."
However, before he could get close, he found something blocking his way. He looked down and saw that the cold blind stick in Yan Yincheng's hand was right against his chest, right at the position of his heart, making a cold sweat break out on Zhao Quanjing's body immediately.
He couldn't help but think that if the end of this blind stick were a bit sharper and Mr. Yan used a bit more force, his chest would surely be pierced by this metal stick. He finally sensed a hint of danger from the man in front of him.
If it weren't for Fang Ruiyang saying that Mr. Yan had an eye disease, he would never have noticed that this man who moved around freely without any hindrance was actually blind. Could it be that his eyes really couldn't see anything?
"You smell like cigarettes. Your breath stinks. Stay away from me," Yan Yincheng said indifferently.
Zhao Quanjing was stunned again. He had indeed smoked a cigarette in the car before coming, but that was half an hour ago. And from such a distance, could he still smell it?
Zhao Quanjing was an experienced old hand. He quickly came to his senses and laughed heartily. "It's just a small hobby. I smoked outside before coming. I didn't expect Mr. Yan to mind so much. I'm really sorry. They say tea can get rid of the smell of cigarettes. It seems I'll have to drink more later."
Yan Yincheng didn't say anything, but he put down the blind stick. Then, guided by his assistant, he walked towards the inside of the teahouse.
Zhao Quanjing's turbid eyes were fixed on Yan Yincheng. He noticed that his steps were smooth and he seemed no different from an ordinary person. Then he followed and sat down in his own seat.
To be honest, after meeting Mr. Yan today, Zhao Quanjing was even more interested in him. At this age, to have such financial resources, such grace, and to still gain an absolute advantage despite his physical defect.
This must be a man with great means, perseverance, and cunning. He was a worthy opponent, and of course, an even more worthy partner. If he could get his help and completely occupy the Haicheng market, then he would possess boundless wealth.