Super Bad Luck System

Chapter 687
The intern doctor's face turned purple, and he didn't know why this person lost his temper so much.

"We are also for work, please be considerate." The young man straightened his back and said.

Seeing this young man, Zhang Yang nodded involuntarily.

Good character.

"Excuse me, I understand you..." Yang Jianchao cursed.

Zhang Yang frowned, not knowing the result yet.

This Yang Jianchao is cursing here, if the result comes out, wouldn't he be here to turn the world upside down?
Zhang Yang looked at the intern boys whose faces were getting uglier, waved his hand at them and said, "He's not in a good mood right now, you should call the dean over here."

Several intern employees hesitated for a while, and finally shook their lips and said, "Okay then, please wait for a while."

Seeing a few employees leave, Zhang Yang glanced back at Yang Jianchao and said, "Are you yelling like this because you are afraid that others won't see it?"

Yang Jianchao snorted, sat down at the door and said, "I'll just sit here today, and none of them want to go in."

Hearing these words, Zhang Yang chuckled. If this person saw it this way, it was really sad.

A poor person must have something to hate; a hateful person must have pitiful suffering.

Zhang Yang looked at and touched Yu Jun.

"Drip, get [-] unlucky points."

Zhang Yang was taken aback by the system's prompt.

Fifty thousand unlucky points, just how unlucky this guy is recently.

"System, if you get unlucky points, it means that this person is still alive, right?" Zhang Yang asked the system in his mind.

"He must be alive, how can he be unlucky when he dies." The system said angrily, "Tell me how unlucky people are after death."

Zhang Yang nodded, as long as the other party is still alive, as long as he is still alive, then things will not be so complicated.

"Don't even think about going in." Yang Jianchao's voice came from the door.

"Sir, your friend has already left, it's better to deal with it earlier."

Zhang Yang saw a middle-aged man through the door, and said to Yang Jianchao earnestly.

Yang Jianchao glanced over his head, as if I didn't listen.

"We still have other patients who need to use the room, friends, don't make it difficult for us." The dean said again.

Zhang Yang looked at that person's face inside and smiled.

"Sir, if you don't leave, we will call security."

Several times of persuasion failed, and the middle-aged man began to threaten.

"Even if you call the police, I won't leave." Yang Jianchao snorted and said, "I won't sign the cremation agreement either."

The middle-aged man wiped the cold sweat off his head.

What's the situation, how come I haven't seen him for a day, this person's IQ is online?
If the corpse is not disposed of, what should we do if it is found out?
The dean was slightly cruel, changed his clothes and said, "My friend, we don't have enough wards and morgues here. Your friend's bones are still cold. Isn't it good to do this?"

Hearing this, Yang Jianchao's face became ugly.

"Who said my friend's bones are still cold?"

With sharp eyes, he glared at the middle-aged man and said: "My friend is still fine, who said that the bones are not cold?"

When the middle-aged man heard this, his expression became even uglier.

Does this man know something?
Or is this guy crazy?
Zhang Yang kept watching inside, and after seeing the dean's expression, Zhang Yang knew that this matter was definitely related to this man.

"I know it's very sad for you after my friend left, but our hospital is so big, please be considerate." The middle-aged man coughed and asked politely.

Seeing this look in sheep's clothing, Zhang Yang couldn't help but sneer.

From beginning to end, the acting was really good.

If I didn't get Yu Jun's unlucky point just now, I would think I was wrong.

This person's acting skills are really good, and even at this time, he still said "cleanly and logically".

"I said not to give way, so I won't let it go." Yang Jianchao was still a bit smart. At this time, he just said not to give way, but he didn't say the reason.

The dean also felt that something was wrong, how could the other party not let him go at this juncture?
"We still have other patients, you should get out of your way." The middle-aged man begged again.

"Your other patients can be arranged in other rooms." Yang Jianchao looked like a rascal.

"If you don't leave, I will let the security take you away." The dean finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said directly.

There were already quite a lot of people in the hospital, and the two of them were noisy, and soon a group of melon-eating people gathered.

"What's going on?"

"That's right, it's still so noisy in the hospital, do you know if there are other people who want to rest?"

Seeing that there were more and more people outside, Zhang Yang sent An Rou a message, asking how she was doing.

"It's almost there." An Rou replied a message.

Zhang Yang knew that he should go out too. If he continued to stay inside at this time, if the security guards really came later, he might even take his own away.

"Okay, don't be on the ground, stand up quickly." Zhang Yang went out to help Yang Jianchao.

It's not a solution for you to sit on the ground all the time, and sooner or later someone will come.

There is no need to make a big fuss just yet.

"Who are you?" The dean was slightly taken aback when he saw this, why did another person come out of the room.

When he came, he always remembered that Yang Jianchao came by himself.

What is the identity of this person?
"I'm Yang Jianchao's friend." Just as Zhang Yang finished speaking, Yang Jianchao made a sound, obviously not recognizing this friend.

Zhang Yang didn't care, instead he continued: "My friend is gone, he's not in a good mood right now."

The dean smiled, and finally came to be more normal.

"We all know this as doctors." The dean said with a harmless smile, "It's just that we have other patients coming, and the deceased has passed away. Can you see it?"

Zhang Yang hummed and said, "But this friend of mine is a bit out of sorts, see if you can accommodate him."

The middle-aged man frowned. This man didn't seem to want to leave. If they didn't leave, how could they get the corpse into the crematorium?
"This is not very in line with the rules. We have other patients here, and there are not enough rooms." The dean used other patients as a shield.

(End of this chapter)