Learn one small skill every day

Or is there a special situation with the chef?

The only person who can be sure is the dean, with Zhang Fugui being half a teammate.

After reading the rules in Bai Miao's hand, Zhang Fugui simply echoed, "So many rules," without offering any further comment.

The security rules themselves don't overlap much with those of the chefs.

"When you have nothing to do, you can come find me. I can't just leave the basement. I guess it's this almost prison-like experience that made the seniors resign."

Bai Miao checked the time and realized it was about time to go back.

“You’re right. Under these rules, even the hospital director can’t change anything.” Zhang Fugui shook his head and sighed. “Anyway, as long as we can make money, that’s all that matters. Can you believe that the doctors in the emergency department are all incompetent? To be honest, they don’t know anything. All they know is to make patients do a lot of tests so they can make more money. And because of their poor skills, the hospital pays them very low wages. These people don’t dare to resign. They know that no other hospital would want them if they left with their level of expertise.”

So that's why emergency room salaries are significantly lower than other departments?

In other words, is the emergency department simply a place designed to boost revenue?

Zhang Fugui had more information than expected. After thanking him, Bai Miao asked, "Speaking of which, it seems the phone line in my security room is missing. Do you have any extras?"

"Was it chewed up by rats? Go ask at the front desk on the first floor, they should have some spare cables."

Chapter Seventy-Four: Chain of Suspicion

The reception area on the first floor is a large circular area with three staff members waiting for visiting patients.

The front desk faces the main gate of Qingshan Hospital, and what lies beyond is a barren wasteland. It's hard to imagine that anyone would come here specifically for medical treatment.

Bai Miao tried pushing the door, but it didn't budge.

Do patients sent to the emergency room appear out of thin air inside the hospital, or do they simply push open the main door?

Bai Miao did not have the opportunity to verify this.

"Hello, do you have any spare telephone lines here? My telephone line is missing."

Bai Miao leaned against the table and asked.

The three people at the front desk merely glanced at Bai Miao and said indifferently, "It's in the drawer, take it yourself."

Take it yourself? Then don't blame me for being impolite.

Bai Miao lifted the partition, walked into the reception area, and turned every drawer upside down.

Besides a few telephone lines, there was also an access card.

Seeing that the three receptionists weren't paying attention to him, Bai Miao cleverly hid his access card in his sleeve, thanked them, and returned to his basement.

At the entrance to the basement, Bai Miao saw tonight's dinner, the same dishes as lunch, and he didn't eat any of them.

"The person who delivers the food at night... will their delivery time overlap with my patrol time? If I accidentally run into them on my way back from patrol, will I be breaking the rules?"

A boxed lunch made Bai Miao realize the dangers of his afternoon patrol.

Looks like I'll have to come back at the exact time from now on.

Boil a kettle of water, brew a strong cup of tea, and take a big sip.

"Tsk, they live like real security guards."

The access card retrieved from the front desk was white, unlike the blue access card used by the security guard.

However, there's still no clue what this card is used for.

Bai Miao plugged in the phone line and eagerly dialed the nurses' station.

"Hey?"

A somewhat cold voice came from the phone.

"Hello, hello, I'm from the security office. I noticed the nurses' station was empty when I was on patrol this afternoon. I was wondering if there's anything I can help you with?"

However, the other party's answer made Bai Miao's hair stand on end.

"Security guard? Where are you?"

Your first thought was actually to ask where I was?

Bai Miao hung up the phone without even thinking.

Just as Bai Miao was about to make the next call, the phone rang again on its own.

The caller ID showed it was coming from the nurses' station.

When Bai Miao connected again, the voice on the other end sounded hoarse and strained.

"Where are you?! Where ...

"What the hell do you care where I am?"

Bai Miao cursed and then hung up the phone.

The nurse didn't call again.

The possibility of a nurse being a teammate is... practically nonexistent.

It's also possible that the other person has been in frequent contact with patients throughout the day and has been driven somewhat insane by them.

Bai Miao expressed his understanding.

But it's impossible to tell the other party your location.

Rule 1 states that if I encounter a patient who has regained consciousness, I can seek help from the nurses' station. Does this mean that the security guards who go out on patrol and the security guards who make phone calls in the security room are two different types of security guards for nurses?

But if the nurse herself is not friendly, does that mean that there are teammates among the patients?

Bai Miao analyzed the logic behind it, concluding that both possibilities existed.

The problem is that you can't gamble.

Looking at the next phone number, the dean's office, Bai Miao thought for a moment and then dialed it.

"Hey?"

"I'm a security guard."

"beep……"

The other party hung up the phone immediately.

Ah this...

Bai Miao wondered if his identity as a security guard meant he was someone that everyone disliked.

It seems that apart from the nurses being relatively enthusiastic, even the director's notice doesn't acknowledge its existence.

Do other people also know the rules that state that the basement does not exist and that they cannot contact security guards?

The nurse's urgency shifted Bai Miao's line of thinking.

Instead of looking for teammates, it's better to analyze your role as a security guard.

As the name suggests, the role is to protect the peace of the area, but the dean cannot acknowledge the existence of security guards.

The dean is a teammate, the chef knows a lot of information, and they are very likely NPCs.

The nurse wants to know my location... possibly an enemy.

The fact that the security guards weren't acknowledged was actually a way for the director to hide their existence.

Bai Miao's tightly furrowed brows suddenly relaxed.

Calling the nurse was absolutely crucial.

Without the nurses' eagerness, Bai Miao wouldn't have thought this way.

Rule 6 states that you cannot be exposed to the food delivery person's line of sight, which means the food delivery person is a hostile force?

Security guards must not be discovered by hostile forces within the hospital and must operate in the shadows.

It is safe during patrol hours.

Bai Miao made phone calls to the emergency room and the kitchen in turn.

The emergency room call couldn't be connected at all; the person who answered in the kitchen was Zhang Fugui, who chatted with Bai Miao for a long time.

The content mostly consists of complaints about inhumane hospital systems and stingy wages.

After delivering the meals, Li Pang was cleaning the cafeteria when he overheard his chubby chef having a long phone conversation with someone in the kitchen, and he felt a little uneasy.

Li Pang always saw Zhang Fugui with a stern face, as if he wanted to throw him into the pot at any moment, so he was very careful in his actions, afraid of displeasing him.

What could make him so happy?

"This strange situation must be recorded... It's not just the dean who's calling the chef, it could be someone else... The dean is one of our own, and the chef is never in a good mood after receiving a call from the dean, so the chef isn't a friendly NPC."

"Conversely, those who get along very well with the chef are probably not good people either..."

Who knows, they might be secretly plotting to turn other staff members against the dean, or even stage a rebellion...

Li Pang was already quite excited and wanted to share this discovery with the dean.

But I can't talk to the dean...

We had no choice but to let that patient come.

I think it was NO.1423?

The patient should remind the hospital director to be wary of a potential rebellion by his staff!

Bai Miao also obtained other intelligence through his phone call with the chef.

It wasn't just the cooks who were dissatisfied with the hospital director; low-wage employees throughout the hospital, including those in the emergency department, cleaners, pharmacy managers, and receptionists, were also unhappy with their pay distribution.

They work very hard, but they earn less than a third of what the doctors in those departments earn.

Although Bai Miao knew that this situation was normal and common, he didn't say anything in order to maintain a good relationship with the chef. Instead, he listened attentively to the chef's complaints and occasionally hummed in agreement.

These employees are actually a force to be reckoned with.

If this group really intends to rebel, the dean might be out of a job.

I need to protect the hospital director myself.

Around nine o'clock in the evening, the chef said he was going to sleep because he had to get up early the next day to prepare breakfast, and then he reluctantly hung up the phone.

A close friend!