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Chapter 142 This time it's a magic stick (fifteen)(2/2)

He has already run to the door and will rush out in a few more steps.

Just at this time, someone walked in from outside and bumped into Dr. Liang directly.

Dr. Liang almost fell. He grabbed the visitor's arm, barely stabilized his body, and shouted: "Run quickly, he has a knife in his hand!"

The visitor was a young intern doctor. When he heard this, he raised his head and saw a ferocious face. He was so frightened that he forgot to react and blocked the door directly.

Doctor Liang:......

He cursed secretly in his mind, but still pushed the intern out of the door with force.

But he himself missed the opportunity to escape.

The dark, muscular man came closer, raised his knife, and slashed Doctor Liang's right hand with the art blade.

He is a surgeon. If he hurts his hand, his career will be completely ruined.

The speed of the dark man was so fast that Doctor Liang had no time to dodge and could only watch the cold light flash across his wrist.

Ding!

Bang!

Doctor Liang looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief——

The moment the art knife cut his wrist, it seemed as if it was blocked by something.

Then, the art knife flew out and landed directly on the ground.

Dr. Liang's reaction was very fast. He didn't care to think about what was blocking the art knife, and saw the art knife fall at his feet.

He stretched out his foot with force and kicked hard, knocking the art knife directly into the corner.

At this time, the intern blocking the door finally reacted and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Come here, come quickly, someone is attacking with a knife!"

"Yao Yao Ling, fight the Yao Yao Ling quickly!"

The intern's loud voice echoed in the corridor.

Soon, the medical staff and security guards on duty all arrived.

Even some patients or family members couldn't help but poke their heads in the corridor when they heard the noise.

The strong black man lost his hand and tried to pick up the art knife and continue the attack.

As a result, he was surrounded by people swarming in, and the security guards held down his arms from left to right.

"Liang, I'm going to kill you. I'm going to make you pay for my father's death!"

When the dark man saw that he had failed, he still refused to give up, cursing and shouting.

Doctor Liang was still frightened and made sure that the man was subdued, only to find that his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

He also had the time to think about what happened just now?

Doctor Liang was very sure that the blade of the art knife was almost touching his skin, but it was blocked.

The "ding" was very small, but Dr. Liang still heard it.

Dr. Liang raised his right hand and turned it left and right. There was nothing there.

His watch is on his left wrist, and there is nothing on his right hand.

What on earth protected his hand and blocked the knife from flying away?!

Wait~~~

An idea suddenly flashed through Dr. Liang's mind. Although he thought it was unreliable, it was the only reason that could be explained clearly.

He put his hand into the pocket of his white coat, and found the small bag of tips still there.

Dr. Liang took out the small kit and pulled the drawstring, only to find that the talisman inside had disappeared!

This this--

Dr. Liang only felt that the worldview he had believed in for more than thirty years was about to collapse!

There are really ghosts in this world, or in other words, there are supernatural events that cannot be explained by human science.

A gray air ball floated above Dr. Liang's head: ...Hey, I snatched it, and I can exchange it with my aunt for a top-grade Yinsha Pill.

He Qingfeng's family of three and Mrs. Zhang didn't know about this.

They found a place to eat nearby, ate something briefly, and then rushed back to the hospital.

He Qingfeng originally wanted to persuade the old lady to go back and rest.

It's a hot day, and this person is over seventy years old, so it's really hard to follow them around.

But Mrs. Zhang waved her hand: "It's okay, I'm in good health."

Helping people to the end, Mrs. Zhang is really convinced of He Qingfeng and already regards He Tiantian as her junior.

Of course, my family must do their best.

Seeing the old lady's insistence, He Qingfeng stopped trying to persuade her. He accepted the favor and became more polite to the old lady.

However, when a group of them came to the hospital again, they found that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the hospital.

Is that a police car that just flashed past the door?

It’s normal to see an ambulance in a hospital, but a police car is just—

The old lady loved to be lively, so she grabbed a person next to her and asked, "Little girl, what happened?"

"Grandma, don't you know? Just now, a murder almost occurred. Because their father died after surgery, a patient's family ran to the doctor's office to settle the score with the surgeon!"

The young girl seemed very excited. She held up her mobile phone and took pictures while taking the time to explain the entire incident to Mrs. Zhang.

"Ah? So, is the doctor okay?"

Her son-in-law is a doctor, and Mrs. Zhang pays special attention to this group.

As soon as she heard about the vicious incident of "killing doctors", the old lady's blood pressure couldn't help but soar.

"It's okay! The magic is here. I heard that the knife almost cut the doctor's wrist, but somehow he got rid of it. Someone just asked whether it was some supernatural event..."

Old Mrs. Zhang: ...God, it can’t be my Xiaoliang.

He Qingfeng, Su Min and his wife are here:... whatever supernatural events occur have nothing to do with us!
Chapter completed!
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