"Dr Rand's house is on fire, I'm here to replace him."
The female doctor had her blond hair tied into a ponytail and hung behind her head. A charming smile appeared on her face. Her gentle voice made the police officer who was already able to be the other party's father feel as energetic as if he had taken a small blue pill.
"Sir, I'm going to go in and check the patient's signs." The female doctor looked down at the other person.
"Oh, oh," the police officer quickly retracted his eyes from the other party's chest, and then quickly glanced at the other party's breast.
He put down the newspaper in his hand and stood up, "Doctor Catherine? I haven't seem to have seen you." Although he was attracted by the other party's attention, he still remembered what he did here.
The other party's face did not change. She pointed to the shooting patients lying on the hospital bed around her. "I have been on vacation before. The hospital was very busy these two days. I can only come back to help."
The officer echoed and laughed, "I understand, because Taylor sold the Pirates these two days, everyone in the city was so happy."
"Ha, I hope the Pirates can get on track this time."
Then the female doctor looked into the ward and asked nervously, "This person is not in danger."
She lowered the folder in her hand, which contained the patient's medical record and the form for the examination.
"The danger is not a question. After all, she can't even sit in a wheelchair now." The scenery has a good impression of this beautiful female doctor, but she still abides by professional ethics.
He looked at the direction of the nurse station, where the nurse was no longer there, and his colleagues were nowhere to be found.
You don't need to ask what the bastard is doing. He cursed inwardly, then called his colleague on the walkie-talkie, but there was no response.
The female doctor was obviously a little impatient, "If you think I'm suspicious, just sign here to exempt the examination. I really don't have to go in."
She put the form in front of the other party and then handed over a pen.
"No, ma'am, you misunderstood."
The police officer looked back at the suspect who could not move at all in the ward, and then said to the other party, "Don't take too long."
Dr. Catherine looked reluctant, and her eyes that seemed to be able to talk seemed to express that if the other party insisted on it, she would not need to work.
The police officer pushed open the ward door and walked in with the doctor, but his eyes were always on Dr. Catherine's two straight thighs, and even swallowed secretly.
She looked at the values ​​on the sign detector, recorded some of them in the table in her hand, and then checked the bandages and plaster on the other person's limbs.
Then he reached out to the other person's clothes, but seemed to think of the others who were still in the ward, and turned his head to look at the police officer standing at the door.
The understandable scenery reluctantly withdrew its gaze that was wandering around the other person's lower body, and then turned around to look outside the door.
A few minutes later, Dr. Catherine patted the landscape on the shoulder, "I've finished the examination, thank you for your cooperation."
"Nothing, it should be."
The two walked out of the ward, Jing Cha closed the door and watched the female doctor walk into the elevator like a cat.
He looked at the female suspect through the glass window again, but the other party was still lying motionless.
He shook his head and continued to sit at the door and picked up the newspaper, but this time he seemed to be unable to see it.
Of course he didn't notice that the suspect, who was supposed to be sleeping, opened his eyes slightly, and held a pin removed from the folder in his left hand.
It was already early in the morning, and the hospital seemed to be quiet. Both Jingcha sat on the chair and drank the cheap coffee in the cup.
The one who left before was talking to his partner about his previous romantic encounter.
The two of them were talking happily, but suddenly the fire alarm bell hit. They quickly put down the coffee in their hands and stood up from the chair.
Other night nurses also walked out of the ward. They all knew what to do in this situation, and of course they would evacuate immediately.
The atmosphere immediately became tense. The two Jingchas began to contact the NYPD headquarters through walkie-talkies. The staff on duty asked them to cooperate with the hospital to temporarily transfer the suspect.
The scene was very chaotic. The hospital nurses, nurses and even doctors were helping to transfer patients who could not move. The suspect's bed was pushed away by two nurses.
As soon as I walked out of the elevator, I saw Dr. Catherine busy maintaining order on the first floor.
The nurse pushed the hospital bed to the safety exit on the side according to the other party's instructions, and then returned to the ward to continue working.
The two Jingchas were still using walkie-talkies to contact the headquarters and reported the hospital's situation at any time.
NYPD has sent support to prevent accidents.
"Copy that, Over..." A Jing Cha turned his head after reporting and saw his partner slowly lying on the ground.
"Fuck..." His hand immediately put on the holster at his waist, but before he could pull out the gun, a sharp weapon was pressed against his neck.
The suspect, who was supposed to be lying on the bed, had broken free from the handcuffs and pressed a needle with a needle against his neck.
"I advise you not to move, I don't know if this needle has been used."
A voice that seemed to have no emotions rang behind him.
The female doctor named Catherine had already handcuffed his fainting partner on the handrail of the hospital bed with his own handcuffs.
"Aren't you a doctor here?"
Jing Cha, who understood, questioned the other party and warned, "You can't escape."
"It has nothing to do with you." The suspect's hands behind him shook, and the needle seemed to pierce the skin on his neck.
This shocked Jing Cha, and then watched the woman who pretended to be a doctor, come over with a puzzled look on her face, "You are so seriously injured? Can't you even hold a syringe?"
He raised his hand and smashed it down on the back of Jing Cha's neck, and then let the other party fall to the ground.
The female suspect seemed to have used all her strength and almost fell on the bed.
"Fuck, the rich man raised by Bichi." The female suspect cursed, and it goes without saying who the target was.
Then he looked up at the woman in front of him, "Vanessa, I didn't expect you to come and save me."
Of course, Catherine is a pseudonym, and Vanessa is the long-legged one who committed a robbery in New York and was robbed by Xu Chuan.
She exited a wheelchair from the corner, "Catalia, I don't have time to reminisce about you, I hope you can at least sit on it."
"Of course I can do it." The woman named Catalia gritted her teeth and put her only intact leg on the ground.
"That bastard, raised by Bichi..." With Vanessa's help, she kept cursing with her only vocabulary, but there was some Spanish.
"You owe me a great favor this time because I lost a very decent job to save you."
As she got into the car, Vanessa pointed at the luggage on the back seat and complained to the other party.
She is a model and fashion editor at RUNWAY. In order to save this broom star, her years of hard work was in vain.
Chapter completed!