How can this be?
Think about the three people who fainted inexplicably in the morgue, and connect all the suspicious clues together, which makes this incident have a somewhat weird and terrifying atmosphere.
"Chief Doctor, should we call the police?"
As soon as he heard the word "call the police", the chief doctor's rationality began to take over his bald head again, and he suppressed the fear in his heart.
"No, you can't call the police!"
The Mediterranean doctor's expression changed from gloomy to bright, but in the end he rejected it outright.
"If this matter gets out and is picked up by irresponsible media and rumors like hauntings spread, it will have a huge negative impact on the reputation of our Medical University Affiliated Hospital!"
The Mediterranean doctor said righteously.
Hospitals are most averse to such rumors.
Even if the ghost story did not attract public attention, the change in the position of the body could not be faked. If the outside world knew about it, they would definitely accuse the hospital of improper storage of the body. The hospital would also initiate an internal investigation, and he would be blamed at that time.
Anyway, all the bodies in the morgue were not damaged, and there was no increase or decrease in the number. In this case, we might as well pretend that nothing had happened and not cause trouble for the Medical University Affiliated Hospital.
"You guys, quickly clean the soles of the corpse's feet. This matter will end here for now. After those people wake up, I will interrogate them about what happened."
The chief doctor considered it for a while and finally decided to suppress this strange and bizarre incident.
Looking at the morgue filled with a cold and gloomy air, he couldn't help but shudder. He left in a hurry after saying a few words.
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Nippon Medical University Hospital is one of the few university hospitals (specific function hospitals) in this country.
The Medical University Hospital is known for its ability to treat difficult and serious illnesses and elderly patients. Since it was designated as a designated hospital for cancer treatment in 08, it has always aimed to implement high-quality multidisciplinary cancer diagnosis and treatment.
Naturally, cancer patients from all over the country came here to see us.
However, cancer has been a difficult problem that humans have been unable to overcome so far. If early-stage cancer is discovered in time, it can be clinically cured by direct surgical removal. However, once cancer reaches the late stage or the lesions spread to dangerous places, there is really no way to save the situation.
In the oncology department of the Medical University Hospital, although there are still patients receiving diagnosis and treatment, taking medications, chemotherapy, radiotherapy and even surgery as required, the doctors and nurses have already sentenced them to death, and receiving treatment now is just a way to prolong their survival.
For such terminally ill cancer patients who are undoubtedly dying, the usual practice of the Medical University Affiliated Hospital is to transfer the patients as soon as possible so that they do not occupy beds.
You know, it’s hard to get a bed in the Medical University Affiliated Hospital.
In the building where the oncology department is located, there is a short and plain-looking male doctor who looks to be about thirty years old. His fluffy hair is naturally combed back, and his fair face reveals the temperament of a scholar, but his eyes are clear under his messy hair.
The male doctor pushed open the door of a ward. It was a double ward. It was pure white at first glance, whether it was the floor, the walls, the curtains or the bed, everything was white.
Even the patient's face was as white as snow.
On the bed by the window, a young woman in a blue and white hospital gown was half lying on the bed, covered with a white quilt. She pulled open the curtain and faced the window, looking at the bustling scene of traffic outside the hospital.
"Doctor Satomi, you're here."
There was sadness in the young woman's eyes. When she heard the noise, she turned around and looked at Dr. Satomi with a faint and gentle smile on her face.
"Ms. Ebina..."
Doctor Satomi opened his mouth, looking a little unnatural, and hesitated to speak. In the end, he could only ask awkwardly:
"How are you feeling today? Are you feeling better?"
After saying this, Dr. Satomi felt that he had spoken out of turn, because he had already informed Miss Ebina in detail about her condition.
It was an advanced stage of gastric cancer, and even the Medical University Hospital was helpless.
Both of them knew that Miss Ebina didn't have much time left to live.
"Thank you for Dr. Satomi's concern. I feel much more relaxed today."
Miss Ebina seemed to be very open-minded and said without hesitation:
"Doctor Satomi, you don't have to feel ashamed. I'm also a medical student, and I know that my condition is incurable. This is probably fate. I'm lucky to have an excellent doctor like Dr. Satomi accompany me during the last period of my life."
Seeing Miss Ebina being so considerate, Dr. Satomi couldn't help but feel even more ashamed.
In fact, he had another mission when he came to the ward this time, which was to persuade Ebina to transfer to another hospital on the orders of Professor Zenei, the dean of the Medical Department of the Medical University.
After Professor Zenei looked at Miss Ebina's information, he decisively determined that she was beyond saving, and then asked Satomi to transfer the patient as soon as possible so that she would not occupy a hospital bed.
Although Dr. Satomi tried his best to persuade the patient, he was interrupted impatiently by Professor Zenei. He could only come to the ward reluctantly, hesitated at the door for a long time, and finally pushed the door open.
Doctor Satomi opened his mouth, but in the end he still found it difficult to speak. He relaxed his expression, exhaled deeply, and said in a firm tone:
"Ms. Ebina, we will do our best. Please don't give up."
"Thank you very much for that."
Miss Ebina continued to maintain a weak and gentle smile, but her tone was very flat, and she obviously had no hope. She turned her head and continued to stare at the endless stream of people outside the window.
Dr. Satomi wanted to continue saying some encouraging words, but at this moment, there was a big commotion outside the ward. A majestic white-haired professor walked into the ward, surrounded by a group of nurses and doctors.
"Eh? Doctor Satomi, haven't you taken care of the things I told you to do?"
Professor Zenei glanced around the ward with a stern gaze, looked at Miss Ebina lying on the bed, frowned, and spoke in a bad tone.
"Professor Zenei, can we go outside and talk for a moment?"
Dr. Satomi pleaded with Professor Zenei. Professor Zenei's eyes turned slightly cold, but he still nodded, and the two of them walked to the nearby corridor.
"Professor Zenai, although Miss Ebina's condition is indeed... but providing hospice care for terminally ill patients is also the mission of our national hospital. Isn't it too inhumane for us to ask Miss Ebina to be transferred to another hospital now? If possible, please allow me to see Miss Ebina to the end." Dr. Satomi said in a low voice.
"Satomi, you know very well that we are really powerless to treat Miss Ebina's condition. We are a well-equipped national university hospital, and we cannot let a hopeless patient occupy the bed."
Professor Zenei said impatiently: "Instead of spending energy on those who cannot be cured, it is better to save more people who have hope of being saved. This is the mission of the Medical University!"
"Professor Zenei, you are speaking too loudly. The patient may hear you..."
"So what if I heard it? I'm just telling the truth."
Professor Zenei interrupted Dr. Satomi and said in a strong tone:
"Satoshi, don't be so self-righteous. Doctors are just a profession that relies on skills to make money. We doctors also have things we can do and things we can't do. You are just getting paid to help people with their illnesses. Don't think of yourself as a savior."
Dr. Satomi looked a little embarrassed and could only listen to Professor Zenei's scolding.
After Professor Zenei made a series of sarcastic remarks, he took out a CT scan from the medical record folder he carried with him and threw it in Dr. Satomi's face without any hesitation.
Doctor Satomi quickly picked it up and said hesitantly:
"This is the CT scan of Mr. Konishi in Room 1307. Professor Zenei, have you looked at it carefully?"
"I am Mr. Xiaoxi's initial doctor. Are you doubting my diagnosis?" Professor Zenei said coldly.
Mr. Xiaoxi in Room 1307 is also a gastric cancer patient, but fortunately, he only has early-stage gastric cancer and has a great chance of recovery by surgically removing the lesion.
However, in the later diagnosis, Dr. Satomi found that Mr. Konishi might not only have stomach cancer, but also pancreatic cancer, which is an extremely rare medical record.
He reported the matter to his immediate superior, Professor Zenei, questioning Professor Zenei's diagnosis, but this behavior was undoubtedly a provocation to the professor's authority.
"I dare not, but as doctors, we should be more cautious."
"Humph!"
Professor Zenei was very dissatisfied with Dr. Satomi's doubts about his diagnosis, and his procrastination in persuading Miss Ebina to transfer to another hospital made his dissatisfaction with Dr. Satomi reach its peak.
He warned with an extremely cold expression:
"Doctor Satomi, I appreciate your passion for your patients, but if you don't follow my instructions or question my judgment, then I have no choice but to ask you to leave the oncology department."
"Professor Kurokawa is no longer with us, and I am the boss here now! Please take care of Miss Ebina's matter today!"
Professor Zenei walked into the ward and asked Miss Hailan about her condition in a friendly manner. Then, without staying for long, he took other nurses and doctors to visit other wards.
Dr. Satomi walked into the ward with a gloomy expression, looked at Miss Ebina, and wanted to say something but couldn't open his mouth.
But Miss Ebina was as gentle as ever. She smiled weakly:
"Doctor Satomi, there is something I want to tell you. I plan to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. I would like to ask you to do some formalities."
"Why choose this time?" Dr. Satomi widened his eyes, somewhat incredulous.
"I'm sorry to have caused you so much trouble, but my hearing has always been very sensitive."
Miss Ebina pointed to her ears and said lightly.
"For people like me who are hopeless, the beds should be freed up for others who have more hope."
The previous dispute between Dr. Satomi and Professor Zenai reached Miss Ebina's ears. In order not to embarrass him, she took the initiative to choose to be discharged from the hospital.
"Goodbye, Dr. Satomi, please don't overwork yourself."
Dr. Satomi didn't know how he walked out of the hospital bed. He worked in a daze until the evening, like a zombie.
The time came to eleven fifty at night.
Dr. Satomi once again came to Miss Ebina's ward, but he no longer had the courage to push the door open. This time he hated his own powerlessness so much.
Dr. Satomi took out a photo, which showed him and a middle-aged doctor with an elegant appearance and a mustache.
Professor Kurokawa is Dr. Satomi’s mentor and an authority in the field of cancer treatment.
If Professor Kurokawa were still alive, with his superb medical skills, although he could not save Miss Ebina, he should be able to prolong her life. Unfortunately, Professor Kurokawa died in a car accident while on a business trip.
After Professor Kurokawa's unfortunate death, it was Professor Nobuyuki's turn to take over the position of Dean of the Medical School.
After Professor Zenei came to power, he has been ostracizing and suppressing doctors from Professor Kurokawa's school.
By the way, today seems to be Professor Kurokawa’s death anniversary?
Dr. Satomi looked sad. He had been so busy recently that he even forgot to visit his mentor's grave.
At the nurses' duty desk not far away, several young nurses were talking about something that seemed to be some supernatural events related to the morgue.
Ghost?
Dr. Satomi smiled bitterly. If there was anyone, the person he wanted to see most right now was Professor Kurokawa.
With a slight crackling sound, the lights in the corridor flickered and then fell into darkness.
In the darkness, only a faint light was seen in the distance. As the elevator sounded, it slowly opened and a doctor with a mustache walked out.
A familiar face came into Dr. Satomi's sight.
Chapter 128 Chapter 130 Ghost Doctor (4k)
The hospital was filled with silence at night. The fluorescent lights overhead shone on the neat floor tiles, reflecting a cool glow. It was as quiet as ever, and this scene made Nurse Asano in the duty room couldn't help but wrap her clothes tightly.
It was not only because the hospital had a gloomy atmosphere at night, but also because her companion was telling her in vivid detail about the supernatural events that happened in the morgue that morning.
The night shift was so boring. The two of them were originally playing with their phones, but someone started chatting and somehow the topic turned to urban legends.
"The bodies in the morgue came out of the isolation room and wandered around the morgue. A group of cornea thieves targeted the bodies in our hospital and sneaked in. When they got in, they saw..."
"Don't talk about this late at night!"
Nurse Asano, who had more experience, glared at the trainee nurse next to her in a reproachful manner. She also knew that the trainee nurse from her relative's family liked these weird things, but it was too rude to say this so late at night.
Although the chief doctor had issued a gag order regarding the accident in the morgue, Nurse Asano had heard a little about it.
This incident was not groundless. The mixture of truth and falsehood made it feel real. It also happened in the hospital where she worked, so she felt involved. This made Nurse Asano feel a little uneasy.
"Okay, I won't say anymore." The intern nurse closed her mouth reluctantly, but she soon became excited again and picked up the mobile phone and placed it in front of Nurse Asano.
"Sister Asano, please take a look at this video of the Buddha's apparition."
Nurse Asano looked at the six or seven-story-high Mingwang Buddha statue in the video with a little interest:
"The special effects are so realistic, is this a promotional video for a certain movie?"
"This is not a movie trailer, this is a real video of the Buddha's apparition that took place in Ota City!"
"How is this possible? If such a large Buddha statue appeared in Ota Ward, it would definitely be on TV. How come I have never heard of it?" Nurse Asano laughed.
"That's because the government is deceiving us. They are using their power to block the truth!" The intern nurse looked solemn, clenched her fists, and swung them vigorously.
"But citizens have the right to know the truth. My previous forum has been closed because of this incident, but it's not over yet. We have transferred the video and pictures to the dark web, and we must make more people wake up!"
Nurse Asano was a little worried. This relative's child was too noisy. Should she talk to his aunt about it when she had a chance?
The floors of the entire hospital are in an "concave" shape, and the nurse duty station is located in the concave position. Two people are in a group, one on each side, so they can grasp the conditions on both sides of the ward anytime and anywhere.
"It's Dr. Satomi. Isn't he the doctor on duty today? Why is he here to take care of patients so late at night? He is really responsible."
The intern nurse saw the doctor coming up the stairs and stopping at the door of the ward and whispered.
"It's because of Miss Ebina in Room 1301. She will be transferred to another hospital tomorrow." Nurse Asano flipped through the registration form and said lightly.
