Lin Jianchuan's voice suddenly became so loud that it was uncomfortable, and his eardrums felt tingling.
People will instinctively use excessive volume to cover up some things.
At present, it seems that Dr. Lin is more like a victim. What he wants to cover up... Could it be that he is lamenting his own powerlessness in the face of the patient's disappearance?
But he has been gradually lowering his requirements and assimilating. Otherwise, he will change from a doctor to a logistics worker just as the nurses predicted.
Roaring like this won't change anything at all.
Yun Tuan tilted his head and asked doubtfully: "Doctor, what's wrong with you? Keep your voice down."
Four taels is worth a thousand catties.
Lin Jianchuan suddenly fell silent. He walked to the door of the department warily, opened the door, took a look, and then walked back to his seat.
He picked up his pen and scrawled something on the medical record.
It's still scrawled and twisted, and I can't understand it at all.
"Can't I ask a question?" Yun Tuan turned around and took more medicine. Except for a few bottles of expired medicine that could be seen through the glass window, he basically put them all in his bag.
She looked at the back of Lin Jianchuan's head and vaguely saw a fresh, unhealed wound in the middle of the stubble.
It looks like only simple hemostatic treatment was done.
She silently returned to her seat.
"You can ask questions, but I can't answer the questions of mental patients at the moment. After all, I am also a layman."
Lin Jianchuan seemed to have suddenly dealt with all kinds of emotions and returned to the way he was at the beginning of the questioning.
"Okay, take the medical records and go to the window on the first floor to get the medicine." After saying that, Lin Jianchuan handed her the tattered booklet.
Yun Tuan left the room with the medical records and followed the prompts to find the stairs - there is really no freight elevator next to it, just a simple stairwell with a bathroom on the right.
There are people standing guard on every floor, and she needs to show her medical records every time she goes down.
It’s as complicated as stamping a customs clearance document.
The plan to take the opportunity to take a look at Jinghe also fell through.
I don’t know how long it took before Yun Tuan finally reached the first floor.
There are more medical guards here, the door is completely locked, the rolling shutters are closed, and no light can shine in.
All light comes from artificial sources.
The so-called window for taking medicine is just a burly nurse holding a plate of medicine in her hand. There is no manufacturer, production date and shelf life on the package.
There is no way to check the efficacy and side effects.
The nurse did not read the medical records at all and forcefully gave the medicine to every patient prescribed by the doctor.
Yun Tuan looked around carefully. There were too many guards here. They stood in two rows, spreading from the stairway to the medicine window. They were denser than roadblocks and street trees.
No wonder Lin Jianchuan said that he couldn’t get out after sending some information.
You can't get out alone. Even if you knock down these people, the lock on the glass door and the rolling shutter outside will not be able to be opened for a while.
Strangely, she didn't see any transformer boxes or switches along the way.
Is it possible...
Is the main gate in the dean’s office?
……
The girl in front of the cloud was unwilling to take the medicine. Unexpectedly, the nurse raised her hand and used brute force to remove the person's jaw and stuff the medicine inside.
The people in line behind took a deep breath, and any thoughts of resistance they had just had disappeared.
It will be her turn soon.
Yun Tuan followed the same pattern, pretending to swallow the pill, but actually stuffed the pill into the storage compartment before it slipped down his throat.
Whether it’s parasites or diazepam drugs, it’s better to eat less if you don’t know the ingredients.
Yun Tuan successfully managed to get through with his skillful use of storage compartments.
The nurse stamped a qualified blue seal on her medical record and sent her back.
It looks a bit like the seal of qualified pork quarantine.