Chapter 335 Monster! Don't come over here]

No one except Huo Ze knew that Huo Ze had changed his identity and quietly left the capital, and no one could have expected that he would be so cruel as to disfigure himself.

On the public security side, the search for Huo Ze and Song Qi had been going on for three or four months without any progress, and the case had come to a stalemate.

Because of the severed finger left by Huo Ze and a lot of blood at the scene, the public security was more inclined to believe that Huo Ze was murdered.

They believed that Song Qi had experience in poisoning and murder, and successfully escaped from Shenzhen back to the capital, and that he had been a gangster since he was a child, so he must be more experienced than Huo Ze.

In comparison, Huo Ze's experience was simpler, and he had always presented himself as a three-good student.

The only mistake he made was that his mother deceived him into thinking that the Huo family was his enemy, and that she poisoned his grandfather and attempted murder.

Compared to Song Qi, who had a criminal record, Huo Ze seemed a little weaker.

Most people in the Huo family thought so too.

Although they were shocked and hated Huo Ze's poisoning behavior, Huo Ze's well-behaved image over the past ten or twenty years has been deeply rooted in their hearts.

Compared with that second-rate guy Song Qi, Huo Ze is more like a victim.

Of course, among these people, there is Huo Qingchi's family.

Huo Qingchi told his parents and grandparents the results of Ye Qingyue's test.

Although these people don't know how Ye Qingyue did it, they believe in Ye Qingyue.

However, the other people in the Huo family are not familiar with Ye Qingyue, and they will not easily trust an outsider.

Huo Qingchi didn't want these people to go to Ye Qingyue to verify the test results and cause trouble for Ye Qingyue, so he didn't explain them one by one, but told them openly and secretly that the dead person was Song Qi, and Huo Ze was still alive, so that these relatives would be more careful and vigilant. Unfortunately,

after a few months, the whereabouts of Huo Ze and Song Qi were not found. In addition, with the antidote for the black vine poison, the Huo family gradually let down their guard and resumed their daily lives.

Ye Qingyue also accumulated merit points during this time, and exchanged for two life-saving pills, which she gave to Ye Xianghong and Ye Feng respectively.

Before Huo Ze took action, Ye Qingyue thought he only attacked the Huo family.

But after learning that he had killed Song Qi and Tang Wan, Ye Qingyue understood that this was a man who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals, and he would kill anyone who got in his way. Ye

Qingyue was also afraid that he would implicate her family, so she gave priority to prescribing life-saving pills to her family.

Looking at the merit points that were once again running low, Ye Qingyue showed a poor smile.

Life is hard.

She missed the days when she could earn merit points by lying down with patents, but it was a pity that the patent law had not come out yet, so some things could only be thought about.

When Ye Qingyue silently said "Come on, workers" in her heart, she saw that the time was almost up, and she planned to end the morning clinic.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door from outside.

Then, the door opened, and a middle-aged woman dressed elegantly, but with haggard eyes, pushed a wheelchair into the office.

Sitting in the wheelchair was a pale, bloated, obese teenager. He was motionless and dull, looking a little stupid.

"Excuse me, is this Director Li from the Oncology Department...eh?"

The middle-aged woman had just pushed the person in, and before she finished her words, she saw the young man sitting behind the desk. She was stunned for a moment, subconsciously letting go of the wheelchair, stepped back to look at the sign on the door, and hurriedly said, "Sorry, I went to the wrong floor..."

"Ahhh!"

Suddenly, the dull boy sitting in the wheelchair shouted loudly. He looked at Ye Qingyue in horror and fell off the wheelchair. His fat body kept shaking, "Monster! Monster! Don't come over! Don't come over!"

"Peng Peng!"

The middle-aged woman was frightened at first, but she seemed to have seen such scenes many times. She quickly calmed down, ran over to hug the boy, patted his back, and covered his eyes with her other hand, soothing him: "It's okay, it's okay, there are no monsters anymore, mom will protect you, be good..."

However, the boy did not get better because of her comfort. Instead, he kept screaming and alarmed the security guards of the hospital.

The security guards thought the boy was a mental patient and subconsciously stepped forward to control him.

The boy noticed the security guards approaching secretly, and the people outside the door who heard the noise and came to see the excitement, and his reaction became more and more intense, "Ah!!! Monsters! They are all monsters!!!"

He pushed the middle-aged woman holding him away, suddenly picked up the wheelchair, and wanted to smash it on the bodyguard.

Just as he was about to lift the wheelchair, his body suddenly stiffened, and then he rolled his eyes and fell backwards.

"Peng Peng!"

The middle-aged woman rushed forward and tried to support the boy.

But the boy was huge and she looked weak, and she didn't look like she could support him at all.

At this moment, a pair of hands reached out from the side and steadily supported the boy's body that was about to fall to the ground.

The middle-aged woman saw that the young girl, who was thinner than herself, supported her son, and then stretched out her legs to hook the wheelchair that slipped out of her son's hands, turned it on the ground, and put it steadily on the ground.

Then, the young girl put the unconscious boy back on the wheelchair, met the stunned eyes outside, and without waiting for the onlookers to applaud, she closed the door to block out these eyes.

"Pengpeng, are you okay?"

After being stunned for a while, the middle-aged woman came to her senses and hurried forward to check on her unconscious son, tears falling from her eyes.

"He's fine."

Ye Qingyue raised her hand, revealing the empty syringe, "I gave him a sedative, he will sleep well for a while."

"Thank you, thank you..."

The middle-aged woman was a little surprised when she saw the white coat on Ye Qingyue. She couldn't help asking, "Are you... a doctor?"

Ye Qingyue's face was too young. In the middle-aged woman's impression, most doctors who were qualified to sit in an independent office to see outpatients were middle-aged.

When she first entered the office, she even thought she was in a school classroom to see such a young and beautiful girl.

But Ye Qingyue's attire and the name tag she was wearing clearly showed that she was a doctor.

"I'm a surgeon, my last name is Ye, you can just call me Doctor Ye."

Ye Qingyue nodded and said, "Are you going to the oncology department to see Director Li?"

"Yes, I went to the wrong floor."

The middle-aged woman's face was exhausted, and it looked like she hadn't had a good rest for a long time. When she spoke, she was sometimes a little dazed.

Ye Qingyue said, "Director Li should be off work soon. I'll go check on him. You wait here."

In this era when elevators are scarce, it takes a lot of time to take such an uncooperative and oversized patient upstairs. It's

very likely that she will miss Director Li.

Ye Qingyue asked the mother and son to wait in her office. She went upstairs and met Director Li, who was holding a teacup and happily going to the cafeteria after work.

She said, "Director Li, a patient who registered with you went to the wrong place and came to me. The patient's nerves were probably compressed by the tumor, and he often had hallucinations. He got sick in my office. I gave him a sedative, and it is inconvenient to move. I have to trouble you to come to my place specially."

Director Li looked at her resentfully: "Doctor Xiaoye, are you going to transfer from the surgery department to our oncology department?"

It's already time to get off work! You are still dragging me to see patients?

You are the king of overtime who works overtime every day as if you don't need to sleep!

Director Li wanted to cry but couldn't, and squeezed out a smile of "working spirit": "Come on, take me to see."