68 Skin 10 || Medical records appear
Yan Shuang no longer refused. The more important thing now was to find clues to deal with the long night. It was the best choice for Xu Yaoyu to stay, but he still reminded the two to be careful before leaving.
There were indeed two unopened bottles of iodine in Lin Haichen's office on the fourth floor. He took them out and held them in his hands.
"Do you have something to say to me?" Lin Haichen did not rush out, but sat on the chair instead.
Yan Shuang opened the blinds in the room. The crackling sound of rain hitting the glass quickly blurred his vision. So, Yan Shuang briefly told Lin Haichen about Ye Jing'an seeing the red mark. "Before going to bed, Jing Ning and I discussed it and decided that we should tell everyone. Although it may cause disagreements for new people, at least it is fair to everyone."
Lin Haichen's expression gradually grew serious as he listened. "That is to say, only Ye Jing'an can see the marks, and they will spread. As for those who have red marks, they are all from the nurse who entered their rooms last night. So the first death rule has been established. We can't let anyone else in the hospital discover that your character is a fake."
Yan Shuang nodded: "I think that should be the case."
Lin Haichen said he understood and asked Ye Jingan to continue observing the changes in the traces.
As the two were talking, Jing Ning came over with a few boxes of anti-inflammatory drugs.
The remaining few people only dared to stand at the elevator entrance and didn't want to move forward. Of course, Ye Jingan was also left there for easy observation.
"These are all we found next door." He placed the oseltamivir and aspirin on the table.
Lin Haichen picked up the medicine box and took a look. "We don't know the specific cause of the rash at the moment, but we can try and see if we can stop it from spreading."
"Look at this disease." Jing Ning handed Yan Shuang's phone to Lin Haichen and explained, "This was taken last night."
Yan Shuang left the window and came over.
Lin Haichen took the phone and quickly swiped through the pictures. "ALS is commonly known as gradual freezing of the body. As the disease progresses, the patient gradually loses the ability to move, and often dies from respiratory failure due to respiratory muscle weakness. Since the patient remains clear-headed throughout the disease, as if frozen in time, they are also called 'Lou Gestational Sickness'."
"COPD, or chronic obstructive pulmonary disease, is a type of lung disease. Its most obvious symptoms are difficulty breathing and coughing. In the later stages, it can lead to cor pulmonale and respiratory failure."
Yan Shuang recalled the old man's condition last night, and it almost matched Lin Haichen's explanation. "Does this mean this man is dying?"
"If it were in the real world, we'd just be counting the days." Lin Haichen returned the phone and emphasized, "Because the patient is in pain every day, every moment, and may even have suicidal thoughts, but the body is already stiff, so it's just a thought."
"He actually said something to me last night that I still can't figure out," Yan Shuang said. "He said I couldn't go out, and he needed me."
It is a bit chilling to hear these words coming from a dying person.
Jing Ning glanced at Yan Shuang and said, "Should we go to the 18th floor to take a look?"
Yan Shuang was thinking the same thing, "Okay."
Lin Haichen: "We've been delayed for a while, let me take the medicine down first."
While they were looking for medicine, several newcomers kept looking around the corridor anxiously, until the three people appeared at the elevator entrance, and then they silently made room for them.
"Are you two not going down?" Zhou Xia asked Yan Shuang who didn't come in the elevator.
Yan Shuang pointed upwards and said, "Let's go up."
Xiaoru, the little girl next to Zhou Xia, muttered, "How dare you go up there? Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble? Aren't you courting death?"
Jing Ning said nonchalantly, "Would you have died if you hadn't gone? Accidents can happen anywhere, and you can't just hide away if you want to. The important thing is to find the main thread of the story as soon as possible and get out as soon as possible."
Xiaoru wanted to retort, but suddenly felt that she still had to rely on others at night, so she just snorted and the elevator door closed.
It's easy for newcomers to fall into the misconception that they should stay away from dangerous places, and it's best not to go there at all. However, not everyone is Jing Ning. That's earned through many dangerous and desperate situations, so they can face everything calmly.
The two went up all the way and soon reached the 18th floor of the hospital.
The 18th floor was still the inpatient department, but it seemed slightly different from the 24th floor. Yan Shuang observed each room for a while and said, "There are no windows on this floor."
Jing Ning also discovered that there were no windows in any of the rooms in the inpatient department on the 18th floor, just a wall.
Yan Shuang's footsteps suddenly stopped in front of a bed. He looked a little puzzled. After a moment's hesitation, he asked, "Is there a medical record hanging there?"
Jing Ning walked behind Yan Shuang and saw the medical records he mentioned.
Yan Shuang suddenly had a bad premonition. The medical records appeared in the ward for no reason during the day. Whose records could they be?
Jing Ning walked over and took down the white paper hanging on the wall, then wiped it with his fingertips. "It was just written, and the ink hasn't dried yet."
"Is there a name on it?" Yan Shuang asked.
"Yes." Jing Ning's eyes fixed on the medical record, and he said slowly, "Su Xiaoyue."
When Yan Shuang heard this, he raised his eyes and seemed to be thinking about something.
Su Xiaoyue's medical records suddenly appeared here, making people feel inexplicably uneasy. He had already experimented in the morning, and the medical records in the evening would disappear along with the patient at dawn, but the contents on the paper in front of him were very clear, so much so that Yan Shuang even wondered if he was seeing things at first glance.
This should be an important clue, Jing Ning took it off and put it in his pocket.
"Go check out the other rooms." Jing Ning said.
So the two of them checked each room together.
After checking around, there was nothing special on the 18th floor. I searched everywhere but there was no sign of the second medical record.
Because it was raining and there was no window in the building, it was only six o'clock and there was no light in the entire floor.
"It seems this is the only one left." Jing Ning said, "It's getting late, let's go down first."
As soon as the elevator door opened, Yan Shuang heard a fierce argument.
"I said I can't do it. She vomited blood on her own. What does it have to do with me? If you feel sorry for her, take care of her yourself." Weiwei had completely lost her patience and shouted loudly.
"You're always like this." Bubble said.
"What about me? What do you mean by every time? So you have always looked at me like this? Am I like a mangy dog in your eyes? Do I have to rely on you to survive every day?" Weiwei asked in disbelief.
"That's not what I meant." Bubble scratched his head anxiously.
"What's wrong?" Yan Shuang asked Ye Jing'an.
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