Dressed as the mortal enemy of the sick and charming male protagonist

How could it be hatred?

For so many years, he was always thinking about what kind of emotion he was feeling.

He didn't dare to see him, he was afraid that guilt would bury him and make him sluggish, and he was even more afraid of seeing that originally lively face turn gray and lifeless.

Over the years, he has been like a trapped beast. He locked the cage by himself, but lost the key, unable to break free, and no one let him out. He is no different from a walking dead.

"Forget it, I didn't say that. Rather than being so reluctant, it's better not to go." Mu Tingzhou sighed and passed him, as if unwilling to continue this topic.

Before Mu Tingzhou took two steps, several nurses hurriedly passed through the corridor. When they met him, they hurriedly greeted him.

"So flustered, what happened?"

Finally, the nurse who ran over said anxiously: "Director, it's not good, the patient in bed 28 is gone!"

"Bed 28..." Mu Tingzhou muttered silently, and then suddenly came back to his senses. His originally calm face suddenly became flustered, "What's going on? How do you look at people? A living person disappeared?"

The nurse was also very helpless, "Director, there is only one hospital bed in that room. Everything was normal before, and there was no movement. I went to see it today, and suddenly...we didn't expect..."

"Hurry up and find it!"

Seeing that Dr. Mu suddenly became fierce, this was rarely seen before, and they did not dare to delay after listening to the order.

Mu Tingzhou didn't waste any more time with them, put down the things in his hands, and rushed out of the corridor in a panic.

Shen Ci was not idle, and hurriedly followed, there was always an inexplicable force in his heart pulling him, very strong.

"Captain, why are you going? Xiao Yi..."

"I'll go back as soon as I go." After leaving a sentence, he rushed to the next battlefield again.

"What are you doing here?" Mu Tingzhou glanced at him and asked angrily.

Shen Ci didn't say a word, and was silent when he heard the crisp sound of an instrument being hit on the ground from the next room, and the two hurried over without hesitation.

A lot of people surrounded the door, including doctors and nurses, as well as some patients and their families.

All eyes were on one direction, the people in the room.

The nurse tried to persuade her calmly, "This family member, if you have something to say, please let go of our patient first!"

"Speak well? What can I tell you? My wife was fine when she brought her here. Why did she slip through your hands and lose her life? This is the Black Heart Hospital! How about today? Give me a reasonable explanation! Don't even think about peace!"

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties. He was holding a hostage in his arms at the moment. He was holding a fruit knife in his hand, his eyes were wide open, and his teeth were chattering.

Seeing the sharp fruit knife in his hand gradually approaching the hostage's skin, the doctors and nurses stood on the periphery, not daring to approach easily.

Another doctor said cautiously: "This family member, please calm down first, that patient is a special case and cannot move, you should relax first, we will definitely give you a reasonable explanation."

"Stop drawing cakes there, I want an explanation now! Also, how can this half-dead vegetative person be taken care of by so many nurses, while my wife is lying so alone in the ward, and now she is dying Already, you people with animal faces and hearts are the culprits!"