"Teacher! Good morning. You look... listless today, and your dark circles are so obvious." The young nurse stared at Qin Nuo and said, holding the spider devil tightly in her hand.
"Maybe, after all, I didn't sleep all night." Qin Nuo rubbed his eyes and found that they were indeed a little swollen, painful, and spicy.
"What did you do tonight?"
"Work, after all, there are quite a lot of patients. I have to organize the information of each patient. Although it is tiring, since I put on this white coat, the responsibility is naturally much heavier."
Qin Nuo said helplessly while holding the surgical box.
"Wow, the teacher is simply my idol." The young nurse's eyes were full of admiration.
Qin Nuo said with a forced smile: "Where is the patient for the first operation? Has he arrived yet?"
"I don't know. There's no one there now." The young nurse looked at the corridors on both sides.
A nurse came trotting over from a distance, sweating profusely and panting as he spoke: "Xu... Doctor Xu, let's go."
Qin Nuo frowned slightly: "Where to?"
"The patient suddenly fell ill in the ward and can't come, so we can only come to inform you to come over." The nurse said with his hands on his knees, and there was a lot of vomit on his clothes.
Qin Nuo glanced at the nurse and said, "Let's go."
After a while, we arrived in front of Ward 108.
Qin Nuo stood in front of the ward and asked, "What are the symptoms of a sudden illness?"
The nurse took the worksheet and recorded it, then casually said, "You need to go see this yourself, Doctor Xu. It looks pretty serious anyway."
After saying that, the nurse handed the patient's information form to Qin Nuo, turned around and left.
Qin Nuo frowned slightly, grasped the door handle and opened the door.
The young nurse stood aside, gently stroking the spider imp. The little imp seemed to have given up resistance and let himself be stroked, lying motionless in her arms.
The ward was not messy, with eight beds and eight patients.
When Qin Nuo came in, they were all busy with their own things, watching TV, doing morning exercises, eating breakfast, walking the bird, etc.
Only in the bed in the corner, a patient was curled up inside, occasionally emitting a few rough roars like a wild beast.
Qin Nuo came over, took out the information sheet and asked, "How is Yu?"
The patient was unable to answer and continued to scream miserably.
Instead, the patient who was reading a book said calmly, "Isn't it written by the bed?"
"He's dying now, can we still expect him to speak?"
Qin Nuo inserted the information sheet into the groove on the side, put on sterilized gloves, and began to turn the patient on the bed, but as soon as he moved the patient, the latter let out a shrill scream.
Under the sheets, a bloody, pus-like liquid was flowing out, emitting a foul odor.
If you look closely, you will find that his flesh and blood are stuck to the sheets, which is quite horrifying.
Qin Nuo frowned.
"Don't help him turn over, you will kill him..."
The patient continued to speak. He looked at Qin Nuo and said, "I don't know what ghost haunted this guy last night. He became like this now."
"His skin and flesh were gradually merging into the sheets... It was as if he was becoming one with the entire bed."
He took out a wrinkled cigarette and put it in his mouth: "He can't be saved. Throw away the bed with him quickly. Don't disturb my rest at night."
"I don't want this disgusting thing touching me when I'm sleeping."
"This is my patient. I have the final say on whether he can be cured or not." Qin Nuo said expressionlessly and began to take tools from the operating box.
The patient smiled slightly, put away the things on the table, and sat back on the bed: "Okay, I'll see if you can complete this operation."
Qin Nuo looked at the patient and glanced at the information sheet about him on the bedside, but it was empty. He asked, "What's your name?"
"I'm not your patient, why should I tell you?" The patient laughed coldly twice.
Qin Nuo frowned slightly, ignored the other party, and began to concentrate on the critically ill patient Yu Hao in front of him.
As the clinical patient said, his body was decomposing bit by bit and seeping into the sheets, as if they were growing together, and turning over would only cause the flesh and blood to rot.
"It's so disgusting. I can't even turn over. How can I treat this?" asked the young nurse.
Qin Nuo blinked: "Old method, it will become like this, most likely there is something hidden in the body."
Wearing a mask, Qin Nuo began his operation. Soon he was sweating profusely, and his hands and body were covered with disgusting filth.
"There is no ghost in there..." Qin Nuo frowned.
The surgical cover worked, but the patient's body was normal, this was a normal person!
On the contrary, because of Qin Nuo's tinkering and the passage of time, the patient's condition became very bad and he was on the verge of death.
The body almost completely melted into the sheets, and so did the organs.
"Teacher, there is not much time left." Xiao Ai reminded.
This operation has a time limit, but Qin Nuo has no idea at the moment.
The patient slowly opened his eyes. Tiny black threads appeared in the melting flesh and blood, emerging from under the bed sheet and continuously invading...
He opened his eyes and looked at Qin Nuo, his eyes full of pleading: "Save me..."
"Is the ghost in the sheets?"
Qin Nuo's eyes moved and his attention shifted to the bed sheets.
"It seems you've discovered that the ghost isn't in the patient, but in the bed. I don't know why, but it suddenly became a ghost last night and wanted to eat its own patient."
The patient sat aside, propping up his chin and saying lazily, "But it seems a little late."
"His organs have been absorbed into it. He can't be saved..."
"Well."
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