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136. Duty memo

"Du Danping's Melody Fragments?"

Lu Tiao felt that all the scenery around him disappeared with the wind and returned to its original living room appearance.

He checked the mission.

Within the thirty-day period, Lu Jian must enter Nanhua Private Renji Hospital, stay there for one night, and survive until the next day.

Moreover, since the side mission was triggered, Lu Tian had to find Du Danping's melody fragments in the hospital to complete it.

"When Du Danping's accident happened, this hospital must have just been established and was still in its prosperous period. Well, according to Du Danping's status, it is normal for him to go to this hospital for treatment."

Lu Tan returned to the computer, looked at the document Song Yunyan sent him, and muttered to himself.

Unexpectedly, during the National Day holiday, not only would I not be able to have a meal with my old squad leader, but I would have to work part-time to cause trouble in an abandoned hospital.

"Here are all the files and records of Nanhua Private Renji Hospital. Anyway, let's go ahead and read them all."

Lu Tan glanced at the living room, where there were piles of file bags as high as a hill, filled with hospital records.

Including financial accounts, entry and exit records, diagnosis and treatment documents, duty memos, etc.

These are all early records from a time when computers were not yet commonplace, and there are many more in Lu Jian’s computers that were left after computers became commonplace.

Just looking at these records took Lu Jian two weeks.

In mid-October, the weather has turned cold, and Lu Kan's movies have been viewed over 100 million online, and the income they have brought to him has exceeded 10 million. He spent most of his time studying the files of Nanhua Private Renji Hospital.

He took the time to go out and find an agent to buy the house he lives in now.

House prices in Jiangcheng are not cheap, but an ordinary one-bedroom apartment in this kind of community can only be sold for less than 3 million, so Lu Tian paid the full price directly.

After all, there were so many friends in the house. Firstly, Lu Jian was reluctant to part with them. Secondly, he was worried that if he moved out, they would be uncomfortable with the new residents, so he thoughtfully bought this place.

These days, it's rare to see someone like Lu Tan who goes out of his way to protect his friends.

On a day when the hairy crabs were getting fatter and the weather was getting cooler, Lu Jian put down the files in his hands.

"There is no problem with most of the operations of this hospital, and the possibility of accounting cannot be ruled out, but at least on the surface there is no problem."

This hospital, jointly funded by foreign overseas Chinese chambers of commerce, foreign companies and local businessmen, was initially a foreign hospital, exclusively for foreigners to treat illnesses. Later, locals began to go there. Lu Jian saw that the hospital's charging levels were indeed

It is about 30% more expensive than public ones, so the price-performance ratio is not high.

"It's just that these records are somewhat curious."

In Lu Tan's hand was a file bag, which contained several memos from the nurses on duty.

If he remembered correctly, this file bag was found from a crack in the wall before. Who knows who stuffed it into the crack to prevent others from finding it.

Most of the content in the memo is relatively normal, except for a few paragraphs.

For example... Lu Tan turned to an article from July 2005.

"The director of the department told me to keep my spirits up when I'm on duty tonight, because the patients in Room 502 are in serious condition, so I need to pay more attention to it. I remember that there is an old foreign man living there, and he does not seem to be in good condition. He has already entered the hospital.

He could have gone to the emergency room at any time twice, and the fifth floor is the intensive care unit, where his condition is the most serious."

"At twelve o'clock, I started my routine inspection and checked the ward with a flashlight. My habit is to take the elevator to the fifth floor and then go down from the fifth floor. This is the most convenient. When I got to the fifth floor, I went to check 502

The old man had already slept in the room and looked okay, so I continued to check other locations. When I was about to go downstairs, I found that the light was turned on in the room at the end of the corridor."

"I found it strange that patients in the intensive care unit were basically unable to get out of bed. Who would turn on the lights at this time? At first, I thought there was a problem with the circuit, so I walked over and took a look."

"Then I saw the old man in Room 502 standing in the room at the end of the corridor. He was standing next to the hospital bed, looking at the quilt on the bed, motionless."

"I felt a little upset, so I asked him why he wasn't sleeping yet. He heard it, turned to look at me, raised his hand and waved."

"I can't describe the feeling. The way he waved his hands was like a puppet hanging by a rope. It was very unnatural. His face was not good-looking either. It was blue and black, almost like a dead person."

"I told him to take a rest early, and then turned around and left the room. I didn't know what I was thinking at the time. I felt completely confused. I didn't know how I had checked other floors. When I came back to my senses,

Come on, we're already at the nurse's station."

"It wasn't until this moment that I remembered that 502 is the ward next to the elevator. The ward at the end of the corridor should be 510. Moreover, no one has lived in room 510 for many years. The old man can't even walk. How did he get to 510?

Are you still waving to me?"

The person on duty in this article is called He Bisong. According to records, he worked as a nurse at Nanhua Private Renji Hospital from 2005 to 2009, and was later transferred to the Municipal People's Hospital. He died of gastrointestinal cancer last year.

"It's written like a horror story, that such a record would remain in the official archives."

Lu Jian commented on this.

The two records adjacent to each other are normal, basically about the patrol situation. This is the only record about the patient's condition that night. Not only does the text tend to be narrative, but there are also traces of dirt on the page, as if something has been smeared on it.

Lu Tan checked the patient's admission and admission records. He could know that the old man in Room 502 mentioned by Nurse He Bisong at that time was named Robert. He was the major shareholder of a foreign company. On the fourth day after this diary, Robert completed the operation.

, was discharged from the hospital safely. Of course, according to online records, the old man did not escape the fate of death in the end, and died of illness in the third year after being discharged from the hospital.

"However, according to the description, the old man's condition was already very dangerous when he was admitted to the hospital. I didn't expect that he could be rescued... According to the mission, the room at the end of the corridor holds the secret of life and death. Is this the case?

Can a room have the power to heal others?"

Lu Tiao speculated.

However, such extraordinary power to bring the dead back to life and heal the body is obviously not common in this world. Even in those foreign lands, such power usually comes with a price.

So, what does this hospital cost?

Lu Tan continued to browse and saw the second slightly strange duty memorandum.

This is an article from February 2009.

"It's getting colder and colder. When I'm on duty, the air conditioner at the nurse's station doesn't feel warm no matter how I turn it on, let alone when I go on patrol. However, when I was on duty yesterday, I discovered something strange."


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