Chapter 15 The Development of Things

The development of the whole thing felt a bit like the *Final Destination* series.

All sorts of coincidences were used to weave a thread, leading you to die in an accident.

Standing to the side and witnessing the whole process, Boss Zhou actually felt a sense of enlightenment at this moment.

Don't misunderstand,

it's not that Boss Zhou has comprehended the true meaning of "Tongcheng Day Trip,"

but it was more like a movie fan watching a mind-bending suspense film, finally sorting out the clues from beginning to end.

Lao Dao might not even realize that his earlier fall in the bathroom was just an introduction, followed by the unresponsive elevator button as foreshadowing, and the newly operated patient being pushed out as the development.

The climax was right before his eyes!

Limited by inherent impressions in life, elevator doors are "gentle" in the eyes of most people.

When the elevator door is about to close, you reach out to block it, and it pops open again, like a spring breeze caressing your face, winning your heart.

However, in reality, this kind of metal product is not only cold in temperature, but also hides more coldness deep inside.

Once an elevator malfunctions and an accident occurs, the human body inside is truly fragile.

Zhou Ze didn't step forward to rescue.

Although he didn't see the real face of the person lying on the stretcher,

he could roughly guess who it was.

When facing a life-or-death confrontation, how could you still worry about whether the other party would be hurt?

Moreover, Boss Zhou didn't have the ability to save anyone right now; after all, he was just an ordinary person.

As the elevator ran, the stretcher was pushed higher and higher, soon to make intimate contact with the concrete wall above the elevator door.

Next,

it would probably be a scene of a watermelon being sliced in half.

Most of the people present were at a loss,

whether it was the medical staff inside the elevator or the medical staff outside.

But at this moment,

a short nurse suddenly felt a heat in her chest.

There, she wore a talisman, which her mother had specially asked for from a temple for her. It cost a lot of money, and a master was invited, who said it could bless her to find a boyfriend soon.

It's not that medical staff aren't allowed to wear jewelry, but those who need to frequently enter and exit the operating room rarely have this habit, because it's indeed inconvenient.

But non-metallic items like talismans don't have much of an impact.

The temperature of the talisman suddenly scalded the little nurse.

Suddenly,

the previous panic and helplessness seemed to disappear in an instant,

and courage and decisiveness suddenly struck.

The little nurse rushed forward two steps and jumped up.

She didn't want to grab the stretcher.

In fact, both sides of the stretcher were tightly clamped by the elevator doors, and it was impossible to pull it out by human force.

She jumped up, grabbed the patient's feet on the stretcher,

then turned her body to the side,

and yanked downwards!

The patient who had just undergone surgery was pulled off the stretcher by her.

With two "thumps,"

both of them fell on the hard ground.

Immediately afterwards,

there was an extremely harsh friction sound.

The stretcher made intimate contact with the wall above.

They were passionately embracing, they were intensely entangled, they were selflessly kneading,

the stretcher had changed from a "one" into a "v," and many parts had fallen off as well.

The ear-piercing friction lasted for a long time,

until the elevator where the accident happened finally became quiet.

The medical staff in the elevator began to cry, while those outside couldn't bother to comfort their colleagues inside, and quickly lifted the patient who had fallen to the ground again.

This incident happened in the hospital. Although the elevator had a problem, the family members would not go to the elevator company; they would definitely hold the hospital responsible.

"Phew, that was close."

Lao Dao was also dumbfounded just now.

Zhou Ze sighed.

After the patient was pulled down and fell to the ground,

he clearly saw his appearance.

It was indeed the young man wearing a mask.

But he was in a terrible state now, with extensive burns all over his body. He should have just finished the first stage of treatment surgery. For the treatment of severely burned patients, this was considered passing the first hurdle.

Just like Lao Zhang back then, who was burned by gasoline while hugging a criminal, Zhou Ze personally performed the surgery, but in the end, he still didn't make it in the intensive care unit.

In this situation, there's really not much doctors can do; the key is to hope for the bodhisattva's blessing.

Bodhisattva's blessing...

At this thought,

Zhou Ze couldn't help but laugh.

He reached out and pulled Lao Dao, who was still there watching the excitement, and went directly into the stairwell next to him.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

"Go up, back to the ward."

No more elevators; they would take the stairs directly.

Just as Zhou Ze and Lao Dao entered the stairwell,

on the other side,

a lame man carrying some daily necessities was limping over. After seeing his companion's condition, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and bit his lips tightly.

But in the end, he restrained himself, and his somewhat deep gaze began to scan over the doctors and nurses present, one by one.

……………

"Rest, and take good care of your injuries."

Zhou Ze took a box of milk for Lao Dao to replenish his energy.

Lao Dao was a little flattered. After all, when had his boss ever done housework or helped people get things in the bookstore?

What he didn't know was that Zhou Ze was clear that if this time wasn't successful, Lao Dao would probably have to continue using his powers next time. But this was obviously a bit like killing a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred of your own.

Alas, he needed to replenish his energy.

After lying down on the bed,

Zhou Ze closed his eyes.

Lao Dao, on the other hand, watched TV for a while before going to sleep.

Zhou Ze didn't go to the morgue; instead, he chose the meditation method that Lawyer An had taught him. It took him a long time to enter a meditative state.

When it dawned, Zhou Ze slowly opened his eyes.

This was naturally not as comfortable as sleeping, but it was indeed much better than staying up all night. Because Yingying had always been by his side, he hadn't really tried this before.

After getting up and washing up, Zhou Ze came out of the bathroom, and Lao Dao also woke up and took turns to wash up.

Next, the doctors and nurses began their rounds. Because what happened last night happened too late, and with the hospital's control, it didn't spread out.

In fact, several hospital leaders rushed back to the hospital that night, divided into three groups.

One group went to comfort the patient. Fortunately, although the patient didn't like to talk, he also showed an attitude of not wanting to continue arguing about the issue;

One group went to the elevator company specifically to demand an explanation. Fortunately, a nurse was quick-witted this time, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable. If something really happened, outsiders might criticize whether you were running a hospital or a slaughterhouse;

The other group went to the monitoring room and directly deleted the monitoring footage from that location yesterday. Otherwise, who knew if these security personnel would be meddling and screenshot the video for netizens to watch as a horror movie?

Among these, the third point was the most important.

Zhou Ze needed to do another MRI. He went with Lao Dao in the morning.

Boss Zhou was very cooperative with the doctor's requirements. This was, after all, a game. The bodhisattva almost got squeezed to death last night but didn't move, which meant that they respected the rules of the game and wanted to win, really wanted to win.

Boss Zhou was naturally the same. In addition, Boss Zhou was also worried about whether he would have any sequelae after becoming an ordinary person in a car accident.

There were a lot of people, and they needed to wait in line slowly.

Zhou Ze and Lao Dao were both wearing hospital gowns, so they simply walked outside by the flowerbed, smoking and waiting for their numbers to be called.

Lao Dao was still "black and blue," and his mouth was crooked when he smoked.

But Zhou Ze knew that this was just the beginning.

This department was in a separate small building's ground floor. Next door, a new hospital building was being built, surrounded by safety iron plates.

Over there, they were still building the house with clanging sounds, while here, they were still treating and saving people in a surging crowd.

"Boss, how come I feel like every hospital I go to is expanding?"

Tongcheng's hospital was expanding, and here in Sanya, the hospital here was also expanding.

"Could it be that people's physical fitness is getting worse and worse, and more and more people are seeing doctors?"

Zhou Ze shook his head when he heard this and said, "It's because everyone's conditions are better, and they all want to go to big hospitals to see doctors."

In the past, if everyone had some minor problems, they would either endure it or go to nearby clinics or town hospitals.

But now, more and more patients are starting to flock to big hospitals. After all, everyone's body is their most precious thing, and if they have the conditions, they will definitely choose the best hospital they can afford.

In this way, the original town hospitals, which were small but complete, gradually became places for drips.

Some people even had to go to big hospitals to find good doctors for a simple circumcision, just to get a good-looking cut.

"Oh, I see."

"Mr. Xu Le."

The nurse inside started calling people.

Zhou Ze raised his hand, waved, dropped the cigarette that was only halfway smoked, stepped on it, and turned to go in.

"Boss, you go in first, I'll finish my cigarette."

Lao Dao was a thrifty person. It's not that he was stingy with money. In fact, there weren't many people in this world who spent money more generously than Lao Dao.

But he had come from a hard life.

He looked down at the cigarette that his boss had thrown on the ground, with more than half of it still left,

Lao Dao shook his head.

"Alas, he's never experienced the hardship of smoking cigarette butts from the ashtray when he runs out of cigarettes."

Lao Dao smacked his lips again, and took a big, satisfying puff.

Then, he slowly exhaled from his nostrils. The taste was wonderful, very wonderful...

"Hmm hmm hmm hmm..."

A comfortable nasal sound came from his nose.

Gradually,

Lao Dao suddenly realized that his nasal sound seemed too loud.

Why was the sound so loud?

Suddenly,

Lao Dao realized something,

turned his head,

and found that the scaffolding behind him, after emitting a series of "humming and cracking" sounds,

was actually tilting over.

"Boom!"

A loud noise came from outside the department.

Zhou Ze, who had just laid down on the bed to prepare for the examination, immediately rolled over, got out of bed, and rushed out of the department door.

The flowerbed where he and Lao Dao had just been squatting to smoke,

was completely filled with dense scaffolding steel...

A deep chill surged from the bottom of Zhou Ze's heart.

"Lao Dao..."