Gu Nian and the others looked worried when they saw the seven or eight corpses in front of the morgue.
Just as Luo Shimiao was about to fire, a familiar voice rang out: "Miaomiao".
"It's Third Brother," she said, a sly glint in her eyes. "The consultation fee is 1 million. I'll tell you once you transfer the money."
"You brat, we were all worried sick, and you're still joking around like this."
"Hehe, what brings you all here?"
Luo Jianxing: "Afraid you'll get killed? What's going on? Why are you here? Stealing medicine isn't enough, you want to steal a corpse too?"
“I don’t have that hobby,” Luo Shimiao took back her phone, turned on the flashlight, and pointed it at a corner, saying, “It’s safe now, come out, they are my friends.”
The morgue was much brighter under the light of several flashlights.
Under everyone's gaze, a pale-faced man slowly stood up. His right arm wound was only half-stitched, with the other half of the flesh turned outwards.
“His subordinates thought I was a doctor and pulled me over. I was honored to be a doctor for a while.”
Despite the pain, Gino limped over to her and asked, "Which faction are you with? Why did you save me?"
“Uh…” Luo Shimiao slapped the hand that was pulling him: “I’m not affiliated with any faction, I just grabbed it because I was feeling a bit off.”
Gino: "........."
He gave her a deep look and bowed slightly: "Although I don't know what your purpose is, I still want to thank you for saving me."
Thinking of the other person's identity, her eyes darted around: "I know your life is valuable. I saved you, have you paid me back?"
“Tell me, what do you want? I will grant your request within my power, but…” He changed the subject: “Many people want me dead, and that was just one group. Your request can only be fulfilled if I return to the camp safely.”
"We'll take you back to camp, and then arrange for a helicopter to take us somewhere."
Gino looked surprised and considered many possibilities in a few seconds, but he didn't expect her request to be so simple.
"Where's the helicopter?"
"have."
"Let's go then." Luo Shimiao found the first-aid kit and handed it to Ma Cheng: "The medicine in here is even better."
"Thanks."
"You're welcome."
Gu Nian patted her head: "Are you alright?"
Luo Shimiao took off her white coat and said sweetly, "Not a single hair fell out."
"Miaomiao, what did you say to him just now?" Li Man put her arm around her shoulder.
"I'll listen to him..."
Before she could finish speaking, Luo Jianxing interrupted her, saying, "A group of people is coming this way." When they came down, he left a little bee outside to keep watch.
Luo Shimiao quickly leaned over to look, and the phone screen showed 10 masked men with guns: "Damn, they're here to kill him."
Gino saw it too, and dragging his injured leg, he walked towards the door: "Let's go quickly."
"Going out will only lead to more fighting, and besides, your leg is injured and you can't run fast. Let's rest for a while before we go." Luo Shimiao pulled him back, her eyes glancing at the corpse.
Gino thought about it and realized it made some sense, so he replied, "Okay."
One by one, the corpses were carried down and stuffed under the bed, and the seven people lay down on it with a clear conscience.
Less than a minute after lying down, I could see streaks of red light sweeping across the room through the white cloth.
"They're all dead, but Gino wasn't found."
“He’s injured and couldn’t have gone far. He should be nearby. Keep searching. If we get his head, we’ll be set for life.”
The footsteps faded into the distance.
A few minutes later, Gu Nian's cool voice rang out: "Miaomiao, are you cold? Do you want me to come over and warm your bed?"
"It's a bit cold, but the body bag can only hold one person, so I'll forget it and go to sleep." Luo Shimiao closed her eyes and slowed her breathing.
In a morgue where there should be no breathing sounds, there are now many intermingled breaths.
Another ten minutes or so passed, and several male voices sounded at the door.
"How did a gunfight break out here?"
"Are they here to steal the corpse?"
"Shootings can happen at home, and they've happened in hospitals before, so there's nothing surprising. Let's get back to work."
Move the corpse on the ground to one side.
"The light is broken, move the one at the very back first."
"OK."
Lying in the last row, Luo Shimiao was lucky enough to be lifted up, followed by the person in the next bed.
As luck would have it, they all slept in adjacent seats in the same row.
No one spoke up to stop them; they simply pretended the body was there.
The black box, parked on the basement level, had its doors wide open, and white body bags were being stuffed inside one after another.
There was an identical car parked next to it.
One of the men said, "Have you noticed that the body we're carrying is a little limp?"
"He probably just died recently."
After one truck is full, the truck is closed and the crew goes to load another truck.
"It's so heavy, I think I'm too big for my breasts." A flawless white hand emerged from the body bag, and Luo Jianxing's face turned bright red.
He turned to look at the person beside him: "Bro, are you alright?"
Gu Nian said in a low voice, "What do you think?" There were three people pressing down on top of him.
Little Green: "I think I saw my ancestor too."
The worst off was Gino in the middle; his bandaged thigh wound was pressed so hard it started to bleed. Luckily, it wasn't pressed for long, or he would have fainted from the pain.
Luo Shimiao and Li Man pushed the corpse off them and stood up.
The two worked together to pry the body open and save the people below.
Of the 11 bodies, only 4 were real.
Luo Shimiao was originally buried at the bottom, but Gu Nian took advantage of them going back to move the body and switched places with her.
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