I'm really not a magician

Grandpa waved his hand and motioned me to sit down: "it's all right. Next, I'll talk to you about thirty kilograms."

"Stop talking, old man. I'll call a doctor. You're not in good condition," I said quickly.

"Sit down!" Grandpa yelled, his eyes could not refuse.

I sat in the chair with some fear. He continued to whisper, "there is only one reason for the zombie after the corpse to lose more than half of its original weight."

"Stop talking and call the doctor first." I said quickly, because I saw grandpa's face turning purple.

Grandpa held my hand tightly and said, "in addition to the weight of the corpse gas being unloaded, there is a host for the corpse."

"Host? What is the host?" I looked at him suspiciously.

"Food... Corpse... Ghost!" Grandpa said these three words, directly gushed black blood, grabbed my hand and hung down directly, and his eyes closed slowly.

The sudden accident frightened me. I stood up fiercely, slapped the emergency call bell at the head of the bed, and then rushed to the door and shouted for the doctor.

After a while, the doctor broke in, took out a flashlight and looked at Grandpa's pupil. On the monitoring instrument beside the bed, the heartbeat and pulse instantly became a terrible straight line, which was a signal of loss of vital signs.

"Come on, emergency room!" the doctor shouted. Two nurses came in and pushed grandpa's bed out.

I hurried to follow. I was at a loss. I shouted grandpa in my mouth. One second ago, I was fine. Why didn't I do it all of a sudden?

Grandpa's bed was pushed into the rescue room, and I was blocked by the nurse: "Sir, you go back to the ward to pack up the patient's things. Even if we rescue, we will transfer to the ICU."

I nodded and hurried back to the ward. At this moment, I felt that the sky was falling.

Back in the ward, I trembled and packed my grandpa's things. A female patient in the next bed suddenly said, "Sir, your grandpa just turned purple. It may be drug poisoning."

"Drug poisoning?" I looked at her suspiciously and didn't know what it meant.

She pointed to the drop still hanging on the boom and said, "there may be something wrong with that bottle of drop."

I frowned, directly put the drops into the bag, then put the medicine list into the bag, bowed to the girl and said thank you.

The girl looked at me sympathetically and said, "if you don't rescue me, you must ask for a blood test, and you must keep three sealed blood samples, so that you can give your grandfather justice."

"OK, thank you," I said, walked out of the ward and quickly came to the door of the emergency room.

The light in the rescue room was still on, and there was the sound of pacemaker shock grandpa's body.

I waited anxiously. In less than three minutes, the door of the emergency room was opened. The doctor took off his mask and said to me, "I'm sorry, we've tried our best."

"Impossible!" I shouted, and then watched grandpa's body pushed out with a white cloth over his head.

I quickly rushed over, reached out and lifted the white cloth on Grandpa's face and shouted, "old man, get up, wake up, get up! We haven't finished fighting yet, old man."

I was crying. My nose and tears couldn't stop flowing. The doctor came over and said faintly, "I'm sorry to change. Please pay attention to your mood. There are still many patients who need to be quiet."

I turned and looked at him. My scarlet eyes were wrapped with tears. I shouted, "quack, murder, you murder my grandfather, I want to call the police!"

"Please don't talk nonsense. If you have doubts, just call the police. Please keep quiet." the doctor still said quietly.

I sat on the ground fiercely, holding one foot of the hospital bed. The fact has been put in front of me, but I can't accept it. A few minutes ago, the old man was still talking and laughing with me. An hour ago, the old man said that he would be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. How long has it been???

"Sir, please forgive me. We need to push the body to the morgue below. You can take it or arrange cremation at that time," said the nurse pushing the hospital bed.

I shook my head crazily, and this time, the innocence collapsed.

Grandpa, I really left and can't come back again.

Seeing that I didn't let go, two security guards rushed over, advised and pulled my hands off, and then motioned the nurse to push them away.

I sat on the ground powerless and didn't even resist. It turned out that sadness can really destroy a person. Extreme sadness can make people have no strength to blink.

Two security guards threw me on the next chair and sat down. I looked at the body of Grandpa pushed away by the nurse, and my sight became more and more blurred.

I just felt a girl in hospital clothes coming to me. She said, "forget what I just said to you?"

"Blood test... Fair..." I mumbled and repeated what the girl reminded me just now. I thought of the strange expression of Dean an when he got off work, and then stood up fiercely.

I want to be fair to Grandpa. Dean an must have done it.

Thinking of this, my strength suddenly recovered. I rushed after it and stopped the hospital bed at the entrance of the elevator.

"I asked for a blood test and three sealed blood samples," I said directly, with a cold face.

The two nurses looked at each other. One of them said, "you have no right to do this, sir. If you need these, you can report first."

The girl who reminded me came over and said directly, "no, he has the right to do so. Once the body is sent to the morgue, the low temperature will quickly cool and solidify the blood, and then the things in it will not be detected."

When the girl finished, she looked at me and said, "Sir, you just need to open the video all the way, which can be used as effective evidence."

Without saying a word, I turned on the mobile camera and began to shoot the whole process. The girl also turned on the mobile camera and took pictures of me.

"I seriously doubt that you deliberately use the wrong medicine. Now I ask for blood test and blood sealing samples," I said in a righteous way.

The two nurses were at a loss. One of them called another chief doctor on the night shift. After hearing this, the chief doctor directly said, "the patient's family has this right. Why do you want to stop it?"

The two nurses lowered their heads and didn't speak. The director continued: "hurry to take blood tests for the body, and seal up three blood samples for the patient's family members."

"Thank you." I thanked the chief doctor, and then followed the nurse to push grandpa's body to draw blood.

The girl and I opened the video all the way. A total of four tubes of blood samples were taken, three of which were sealed with sealing paper, with the date and name written on it. The other tube was tested.

Before the test nurse left, the girl warned, "we need all the components in the blood."

"OK." the nurse nodded and went into the laboratory.

After grandpa's body was bled, I was allowed to push into the morgue below. The temperature below is low, which is conducive to the preservation of the body.

I didn't want to leave in the morgue, so I guarded grandpa's body. The old man guarding the body asked me to leave many times. I didn't want to leave and wanted to wait for a miracle.

The old man had no choice but to give me a warm down jacket.

The low temperature in the morgue calmed me down slowly. I knew I had to accept this fact. After thinking about Grandpa's performance before his death, he seemed to know he would die. Then he told me my name and said something about 30 kg.

Until more than nine o'clock the next morning, I slowly calmed down. No one knows how I survived this period of time.

In fact, Grandpa was very abnormal since he woke up. He even said that the reason why he fainted was not normal. He heard Zheng Kangkang say that the body was less than 30 kg, and suddenly took a mouthful of black blood and fainted.

Black blood

Ghouls

The earth soul is missing

Absorb corpse poison

Drug poisoning

I tried to shake my head and looked at Grandpa's body lying on the corpse bed.

I stood up and said to my grandfather, "old man, it's really messy."

Grandpa's expression was very peaceful, even with a faint smile. He looked like he was very peaceful when he walked, without complaint or regret.

I picked up the white cloth and covered grandpa's head. Now that grandpa is gone, I should grow up.

In the past, under the protection of my grandfather, although I was poor, I was better than contented and big hearted, and I had not been severely beaten by society. I didn't take all the tricks in school as one thing.

I always think that by being kind to others and valuing peace, I can get the gifts of life. However, after the corpse fraud incident, I found that there are only two words in the dictionary of some people in society, such as Qian Liexian and an Shizhu. They simply don't deserve the kindness of others to them.

And Zhao ruoxian, who I have always regarded as a goddess

However, there are always some people in this society who don't deserve to be called people.

"Young man, someone is looking outside," said the old man guarding the corpse at the door of the morgue.

I got up and went outside. It was still the girl. She had changed her sick clothes and put on a set of comfortable casual clothes. She looked very sweet.

"The test results come out, and there are no abnormal components in the blood." the girl said and handed me a test sheet that I can't understand.

She continued: "but I believe my judgment. I graduated from medical school. Can you give me a sample and I'll go to a professional testing institution for testing?"

"OK, thank you. My name is Qin yihun." I took out a sealed sample from my bag and handed it to her.

She took the sample and said, "Du Zhiye, I'm discharged today. I'll send it for testing at noon. There will be results tomorrow night. Can you give me a contact information?"

"Congratulations on leaving the hospital." she and I added wechat to each other, and then she left with the sample.

Looking at her leaving back, I can't help but wonder how Du Zhiye, who met by chance, could help me so hard.

The phone rang. Zheng Kangkang's voice remembered from the microphone: "Lao Qin, take the old man down. I'm downstairs."

"Kangkang, the old man is gone," I said quietly.

"Gone? He ran away? Did you force him to operate again?" Zheng Kangkang said speechless.

"No, it's swallowing?"

"Breath? What breath?"

"Just dead."

"What? How is this possible? Where are you? I'll come to you now." Zheng Kangkang said anxiously.

"I'm in the hospital morgue."

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