Age of Terror: I Have a Monster Editor

The sound of a stretcher pulley rang out.

Zhao Zizhe was stunned and rushed over.

After a brief review of the injured person's condition, the most accurate first aid measures were quickly started.

Then, this doctor Zhao followed the stretcher pulley all the way to the ward on the other side of the corridor.

Ye Fan smoked a cigarette and watched this scene.

I can't help but feel that this Doctor Zhao is indeed a good intern.

Soon, it seemed that another experienced doctor on duty had been notified, hurried from the elevator, and also entered the ward.

When the cigarette was almost finished, Ye Fan saw Dr. Zhao come out of the ward and returned to the duty desk to sit down.

But Ye Fan keenly saw that Zhao Zizhe's brows were furrowed, his eyes were erratic, and he looked a little uneasy.

How to come back from the first aid, like this?

Ye Fan was a little puzzled. After taking his last puff, he snuffed out the butt of the cigarette, threw it into the trash can, and strode towards the duty desk.

He leaned on the table on duty, tapped the table, and asked with a smile, "Brother Zhao, what are you thinking?"

Zhao Zizhe suddenly trembled, stood up and stepped back with a terrified expression.

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The seat he was sitting on fell to the ground, which made Zhao Zizhe come back to his senses.

After he saw clearly that the person in front of him was Ye Fan, a barely embarrassing smile appeared on his slightly pale and thin face.

"Hold... I'm sorry, Xiaofan, I... I was thinking about something just now, and I was fascinated by it!"

Zhao Zizhe's meticulously shattered hair was glued to his forehead by cold sweat.

For Dr. Zhao, who always pays attention to image, this is a bit incredible.

What was it that made him so panicked?

Ye Fan looked at Zhao Zizhe and thought to himself.

Zhao Zizhe added a little unnaturally when he saw Ye Fan's scrutiny eyes.

"Is it your mother's side, is there anything you need my help with?"

"It's okay, Brother Zhao is on duty tonight, what's the matter, you can say it?"

Zhao Zizhe's mood at the moment also calmed down and asked kindly.

Ye Fan thought for a while, shook out a cigarette, and handed it over.

It seems that he didn't expect Ye Fan to have smoke on his body, Zhao Zizhe was stunned for a moment, and then he took it.

Ye Fan helped him ignite it, and lit one himself.

The action of the two made them feel a little closer.

While smoking a cigarette, Ye Fan said directly: "Brother Zhao, I think you have something on your mind?"

"I'm a spiritual master, if you have any questions, don't worry, tell me!"

Ye Fan pointed out his identity in particular.

Zhao Zizhe was startled, thought about it, organized the language, and then said.

[Author's digression]: There will be another one tonight. It may be a little late. After the background of Tadu is uploaded, it will take some time before it will be displayed. Brothers who go to bed early can read it again tomorrow and ask for a wave of tickets, thank you Brothers!

Chapter 29 Weird Ward 5019

Zhao Zizhe took a deep look at Ye Fan, and then suddenly came back to his senses.

That's right, there's a spiritual master standing here!

His expression calmed down, and Ye Fan's identity as a spiritual master gave Dr. Zhao great psychological support.

Zhao Zizhe's Adam's apple rolled, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his frightened eyes settled down.

Looking at Ye Fan, he couldn't help but smile: "Sometimes I don't think you are a high school student!"

"Very mature, very knowledgeable about human affairs!"

Ye Fan smiled: "My dad went early. As the only man in the family, he must carry more things on his shoulders, it's normal!"

"Brother Zhao, tell me, what's on your mind?"

Zhao Zizhe nodded, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "Xiaofan, I saw something very strange just now, no, it should be said to be a strange thing!"

Ye Fan stopped smoking.

He lit a cigarette in a paper cup with a little water, and then asked, "What happened just now?!"

In Ye Fan's mind, the scene just now flashed across suddenly.

"Brother Zhao said that the patient who came for emergency treatment just now?!"

Zhao Zizhe's expression suddenly became excited: "Xiaofan, you... did you see it too?"

Ye Fan shook his head: "There were so many people just now that I couldn't see clearly. What's the condition of the patient?"

Zhao Zizhe told the matter.

"They said it was a lonely old man with a heart attack in a lonely home!"

"As soon as I entered the ward and connected the equipment, I stopped breathing!"

"But...but..."

Ye Fan looked at Zhao Zizhe.

The latter's breathing began to quicken, and his pupils began to shrink.

On the forehead, fine cold sweat continued to ooze.

The hand holding the cigarette began to tremble slightly.

He said with difficulty: "However, I have been studying medicine and practicing for so many years, and this is the first time I see that breathing stops for ten minutes!"

"No, it should have been less than five minutes before the temperature of the old man's body dropped to near zero!"