After hurriedly following the abbot to donate the incense money, he hurried back to the room. At this time, only the little monk was guarding outside. It was obvious that Tang Ping was already inside. Yan Mo was not interested in such superstitious things. In addition, the doors of the rooms were closed now. It would definitely be bad to disturb them rashly. After thinking it over again and again, Yan Mo decided to wait outside.
This wait lasted from morning to noon, and the door of the room was not opened until after lunch time.
Tang Ping walked out in a daze. Yan Mo looked inside the room through the crack in the door, but in the end, she was disappointed. She could only see the back of the monk wearing simple clothes on the sofa, and could not see his face at all.
"Mom, what did the master inside say to you?" Yan Mo retracted his gaze and asked tentatively.
Hearing this, Tang Ping looked up at Yan Mo, and the words of the monk echoed in her mind. She didn't completely believe what the fortune teller at the foot of the mountain said, until she heard that what this monk said was basically similar to what he said on the mountainside.
This made her feel a chill in her heart, and the way she looked at Yan Mo became more and more strange.
Yan Mo felt that her mother-in-law's eyes were getting worse and worse. Since her mother-in-law didn't say anything, she naturally couldn't force her, so she planned to go into the house and ask clearly.
However, before she could take any action, Tang Ping spoke first: "Let's go back!" After saying this, she said no more, let go of Yan Mo, and took the lead to leave.
Yan Mo glanced around the room unwillingly, and finally, he could only follow Tang Ping out of Guanghua Temple.
Not long after they left, unknown to them, the monk in the room immediately turned around, and his robes were taken off, revealing the fashionable clothes we usually wear. Judging from his temperament, he was not a monk at all, but a genuine layman with black hair.
The little monk outside came in and confirmed this. He ran into the house and shouted anxiously to the pretender:
"Hurry up, the wizard will be back soon and I'll be in trouble."
The man didn't care:
"What are you afraid of?" He said, and took out a stack of cash from his pocket and threw it to the little monk:
"This is what the Fourth Master ordered. As long as you work for us, you will definitely get some benefits."
The young monk expressed gratitude:
"Thank you, Fourth Master."
The man looked at the little monk with disdain, stood up and quickly left the room.
After the man left, the young monk quickly packed up the things in the room and restored it to its original state. There was no sign that a big event had just happened in this room.
As for Yan Mo and the others, they did not choose to take the mountain road to go down the mountain. A car stopped not far from the temple. When they saw Yan Mo and the others coming out, the driver immediately got out of the car, walked to the back seat door, and opened the door.
Yan Mo stepped back slightly, let Tang Ping get in the car first, and then he followed at the end and got in the car. The car quickly went down the mountain and rushed to the hospital.
After several hours, the car stopped in front of West China Hospital.
After thinking for a while, when Tang Ping was about to get off the car, Yan Mo stopped her and made a request:
"Mom, it's still early. Let me go with you to see Si Ze!"
Tang Ping was stunned. If she had not gone to Guanghua Temple today, she would have agreed. Now recalling the words of the fortune teller and the monk, she absolutely could not let Yan Mo go to see her son at this critical juncture.
Yan Mo was stunned, a little bewildered. She had never thought that Tang Ping would refuse her. Two days ago, she had hinted that she would join the team to serve Si Ze. Why did she suddenly refuse today? And looking at her mother-in-law, it was obvious that there was no room for negotiation.
Before Yan Mo could ask anything, Tang Ping walked towards the hospital building.
Tang Ping's idea now is very simple, that is to not let her daughter-in-law visit her son. This may reduce the danger to her son, but she thinks this matter is too simple.
No matter if someone framed him or it was true, whether Yan Mo looked at Si Ze or not, what was supposed to happen would still happen.
If it was a frame-up, someone would naturally attack Si Ze for the sake of realistic effect. If it was really as the fortune teller said, Yan Mo had an evil spirit that would bring bad luck to her husband, and no one could defend against it.
At the same time, just as Yan Mo and Tang Ping were still talking, the elevator on the top floor opened, and a doctor in a white coat and a mask came in pushing a cart. He first carefully looked around to make sure there was no one. He immediately walked straight to the door of the ward, then squatted down and after some magical operations, he easily opened the door of the intensive care unit.
The doctor sneaked into the intensive care unit and went straight to the luxurious big bed in the middle and walked towards Si Ze, who was wrapped like a dumpling.
He came to the bedside, said sorry, and immediately drew a syringe of unknown yellow liquid from the bottle on the cart. He reached out his hand tremblingly and injected the liquid into the IV tube of Si Ze.
“Ding ding ding.”
Suddenly, for some reason, the entire top floor, no one knew what he touched, and a shrill alarm sounded throughout the top floor.
The doctor was so frightened that he dropped the syringe on the ground, but he didn't bother to sign. If he stayed any longer, he would definitely be caught red-handed.
He immediately grabbed the medicine on the cart that had not yet been injected into the drip, ran quickly to the door, opened the door and left the intensive care unit. Then, instead of taking the stairs, he skillfully ran into the doctors' emergency passage and left the top floor.
Soon, all the doctors and nurses rushed into the intensive care unit where the alarm was ringing to conduct an examination.
At this moment, a top-floor security guard arrived at the door of the intensive care unit and apologized to the doctors who were still outside:
"I'm sorry, I accidentally set off the alarm when I went to the bathroom."
Suddenly, the doctors were furious. However, before punishing the security guard, the doctor closest to the door opened the intensive care unit door, walked in, and said to the doctors who were still doing the examination:
"Dean, there's a security guard outside reporting that he accidentally triggered the alarm."
Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile:
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? It makes me nervous."
"Yes! This tycoon will be transferred to a new room tomorrow, so don't let anything unexpected happen!"
"That's right, with his sponsorship, our salaries will all go up, which is not good."
“…”
While discussing the joke, the dean and the doctors walked towards the door.
Just as they opened the door of the intensive care unit and stepped outside, a voice interrupted their steps.
"Wait." Wu Haishen squatted in front of the bed, carefully observing the liquid in the drip tube. When he found a clue, he immediately adjusted the tube that was still dripping.
He declared his discovery aloud:
"Dean, there's something wrong with this potion."
Hearing this, the dean immediately turned back to the bedside, followed Wu Haishen's gaze, and asked:
"What's wrong with the potion?"
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