As I ran forward, only the lights of a few households in the buildings on both sides were on.
This shows that people's joys and sorrows are not connected to each other. No one upstairs can notice what is happening downstairs. Every household has a TV on, and as long as something happens quickly, it will not alarm the people who are immersed in the world of TV.
The lighting was not sufficient, and there was no one in front to shout and guide the way. They had no idea what was going on ahead. Lin Hao and his companions could only run by feel, and they had to pay attention to their feet to ensure safety. When they felt something slippery under their feet, they suddenly braked.
What are you stepping on?
"Rain? When did it rain?" Muttering, Lin Hao looked down at the ground. There were obvious traces of sliding on the dark surface. There should be fluid sticking under his sneakers.
Pan Shihua took out a medical flashlight from the backpack he was carrying, turned it on, and the beam of light quickly swept around in front of him.
Under the light, all demons and monsters revealed their true forms.
This is not rain water flowing into the sewer, it is blood.
In an instant, Lin Hao and the others held their breath and were almost frightened to death by the scene in front of them.
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It is hard to say that doctors are afraid of blood when they face blood every day. What doctors are afraid of is abnormality. For example, the blood flow in these human bodies is obviously abnormal, and it does not show the signs of a disease outbreak.
Accidents are what doctors hate and fear the most, as they represent the death of a life that should not have died, which is so regrettable.
"Were they hit by a car?" Lin Hao asked.
"It shouldn't be, there is a knife over there." Pan Shihua shone the flashlight in his hand and locked onto the murder weapon that the criminal had thrown on the ground.
"It seems like there is more than one person--" Lin Hao pointed his finger at the motionless body lying on the ground in front of him, and his vocal cords trembled.
This is clearly a murderous act.
What circumstances caused the murderer to transform from a human form into the most insane beast and kill anyone he saw?
"Hurry up and save people." Pan Shihua rolled up his sleeves and saw that classmate Xie, who was in the front, had already started working.
Classmate Xie was rescuing people in the direction ahead. The two men thought that there was more than one injured person at the scene and they had to split up. So they walked towards the injured person who was closest to the visible side on the right.
There was an electric wheelchair imported from abroad lying on the ground with its wheels upside down. Next to the wheelchair, there was a human body lying on the ground with its back facing the sky, motionless.
Lin Hao raised one hand and rubbed his face violently, wanting to slap himself on the head.
It’s because I realized that I and classmate Pan are idiots.
The reason why Xie did not run to rescue the injured person who was closest to him at the beginning must be that either the injured person's injuries were not serious, or the injured person was already dead and did not need a doctor's help.
If the injured person's injuries were not serious, he would have been struggling desperately on the ground, groaning and shouting for help.
The only possibility is the latter: dead!
Thank you classmate for being awesome.
When Lin Hao turned around and wanted to leave, he saw Dr. Pan Shihua beside him, who was strictly following medical rules. He squatted down and checked the patient's vital signs step by step: whether the carotid artery pulse had disappeared, whether the breathing had stopped, and whether the pupils were dilated and fixed.
Doctor Pan Shihua thought that Dr. Xie did not have time to do these tasks, so I had to help her finish them. I could not give others an excuse that Dr. Xie had arbitrarily concluded that the person was dead without a thorough examination.
Furthermore, Holmes Pan had an extraordinary memory for the details of daily life, including interpersonal relationships, and could vaguely remember the identity of the deceased from his face.
"It's him—"
"Who is it?" Hearing his voice, Lin Hao turned around and asked.
"Zhang Xiaohui's ex-boyfriend, Dr. Guan's cousin, Yang Shaokun."
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