The First People’s Hospital of City C late at night.
An ambulance drove over crookedly, at a speed of less than 20 yards.
The doctors and nurses waiting at the entrance of the emergency department frowned anxiously.
"What is Lao Liu doing today? I can drive a tractor faster than him! It takes three hours to drive from the A Pharmaceutical Group Building to the First Hospital!"
"This is probably requested by the patient's family, otherwise I really can't think of a reason for him to do this."
Younger medical staff rushed to the front, always ready to lift the patient and run away.
But the driver, Lao Liu, did not open the back seat door as usual. After waiting for dozens of seconds, no one in the car got out of the car.
The doctor walked to the driver's seat and knocked on the window.
The window slowly came down, but the driver still looked straight ahead. The fat loss in his upper eyelids was more serious than before, and the eye sockets could hardly bear the weight of the eyeballs, and they were extremely bulging.
His face looked ugly, as if he had been poured out of a coffin.
Lao Liu wore a cyan T-shirt when he went out. Why did it turn into a dark red T-shirt when he came back?
"Hey, Lao Liu? What's wrong with you? Did you encounter a car accident on the road?"
The doctor reached out and patted the driver's shoulder, but his hand was wet.
When he retracted his hand and took a look, blood seeped into the lines on his palm, making it look like a murder scene.
He backed away in horror, and a scream flew out of his throat uncontrollably!
"Ah!!!"
When the driver heard the noise, he woke up as if from a dream. He tilted his head and moved his cervical spine, which was stiff due to the cold, and his bones made a clicking sound.
At the same time, the car door finally opened——
When the medical staff saw what was going on inside, they all took a deep breath.
Everyone had varying degrees of bleeding, and the blood soaked through the clothes on their left or right shoulders, and under the light, there was a faint light in the dirty parts - the bleeding had not stopped.
But their expressions were dull and their lips were purple, as if they had been frozen in the Arctic for a while, and their breaths sprayed out bursts of cold air.
Smelling the breath of a living person, all the "people" in the car turned their heads and locked eyes.
The next second, jump out quickly!
The ferocious beast that has been sealed for many years reappears in the world.
They bite people when they see them, and their sharp fangs pierce the carotid arteries, releasing venom. After a few sips, they find it unpleasant, and then throw the person aside casually, and thin columns of blood gush out like a fountain.
Here, there are security personnel blocking the front, medical staff stepping forward to try to pull the monster away, and passers-by helping relatives and friends who have recovered from illness...
The white and smooth ceramic tiles reflect the tragedy in the world.
On the other side, the woman who felt the rapid increase in similar auras stood up and looked out at the city from the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor.
It's late at night, but there are always a few buildings with bright lights. Those people are working hard, but they only have a few taels of silver in their bags.
They are called the cogs of the enterprise, but when management fails, they are the first to be laid off.
The woman picked up the tall wine glass on the side and shook it lazily and casually a few times. The bright red liquid left a circle of delicate foam on the wall of the glass.
She raised her head and took a sip. She shook her head and put the cup down, "I don't like people with high blood fat and high blood sugar. People who are not self-disciplined will have their souls full of rancidity."
The jade ring on the index finger hit the glass and the jade jingled.
Just like that quiet afternoon many years ago, under the clear blue sky, eyes as deep as the sea, swords that kept colliding...
"Let's go get a drink, there are some nice smells downstairs."
"Yes!"
The man in a black tuxedo on the side drank the liquid in the cup as if he had received a gift.