Chapter 894 What if I follow you?

"You are lying!" She hated Mu Rongyun's current appearance. "Why do you pretend to be like this that makes him disgusted? You are not at all."

Mu Rongyun let out a sigh. "What should I look like? Gentle, domineering, or dedicated? Those children play the same game. Don't interfere with my work anymore, otherwise I will kill you, do you understand?"

"You won't." Mu Rongyun didn't want to tear him down with Wu Shuang anymore. He was not used to women's tears, especially Wu Shuang's tears. "I won't let you go on that road alone, I won't let you go to die alone, I will follow you and keep following you."

Wherever her stiff back was straight, Wu Shuang couldn't see Mu Rongyun's expression. Her promise sounded powerless. "Director Wu, do you know what you are talking about? Can you abandon your sense of justice? I don't believe it."

With a slam, the door of the lounge was closed by Mu Rongyun. He leaned against the door and breathed. He was such a headache woman. It was better to sleep like that, and she ate well and didn't know how to adapt. Why did he treat him like this and not even say cruel words? Is it embarrassing to ask his famous Seya to die at the hands of this damn woman? It's so embarrassing!

Wearing flip flops, Mu Rongyun walked all the way to the roof. The plan was to take Wang Zhantian away tomorrow night. The only person who could make Hong Lian willing to hand over the rose cane was Wang Zhantian. He could not let go, nor would he let go.

"Tomorrow at twelve o'clock, the hospital tarmac, I will bring people out. You are going to take us to the United States." On the phone, Mu Rongyun breathed out.

Also facing the setting sun, people's mood is different. Mu Rongyun looked at the demon in front of him like a fire of hell burning the sky. He stretched out his hand and closed his eyes. The world suddenly became very small, as if he could grab the flame.

If one day he really dies at Xiao Lin's hands, then he should go back to hell. The angel with black wings is a devil evolved from the angel that fell from the kingdom of heaven. He should be a very sad devil. He can't be a bad person or a good person. Is there a world in the kingdom of heaven and hell? It seems that neither side is suitable for him!

"Forensic Doctor Mu, Forensic Doctor Mu, it's bad that the patient's breathing is rapid. It seems that something is blocking the respiratory tract." The door on the top floor was pushed open with a bang, and the iron door hit the cement and made a huge sound, which made Mu Rongyun, who was still immersed in his little fantasy world, come back to his senses. "Hurry up and go down and take a look!" The nurse panted and patted his chest, as if he was running too quickly, and he held his chest in one breath and couldn't turn around.

"I understand! Notify the people below to prepare the corresponding tools and wait for me in the ward." Using the caller is definitely faster than running over by himself.

"Yes!" The nurse immediately conveyed Mu Rongyun's order through the caller, and at this time she could no longer see his figure.

The respiratory tract is blocked by foreign objects? Haha! Needless to think about it, someone has done something. Wang Zhantian's current situation can only maintain his life through nutrient solution. No solid or semi-solid food can be eaten, so there is no possibility of foreign objects invading. This situation can only mean that someone wants Wang Zhantian's fate.

While thinking, he ran down the stairs quickly and pushed open the security door on the fourth floor. Wang Zhantian's ward was just two meters away from him on the right side of the aisle. There were people coming in and out of the nurse's table, pushing the cart with the equipment he requested.

"Doctor Mu, you are finally here. We have been looking for you for a long time." A nurse began to complain when she saw him. No one expected an emergency to occur when something unexpected happened, so everyone seemed very nervous.

“What’s going on now?”

"The foreign object stuck above the pectoralis major muscle and inserted it into the tube. It was a bit strange. When I went in to change the dressings for him, I didn't find any problems. Why did it suddenly turn out like this?"

"Have anyone else been here?" Mu Rongyun put on special gloves. Wang Zhantian's face turned red, his heartbeat and blood pressure were rising, and a strange sound was made in his mouth, which sounded like a giggling sound so strange that it made people dare not get close.

Mu Rongyun saw him and ordered people to fix him on the bed, supporting one hand on his chest muscles, and touching the other hand along the nurse's report just now. The clothes were stuck in the neck gap and were easily touched, like a hard shell.

"The girl who came out with you just now came here and left without staying for long."

"Wu Shuang?!" Mu Rongyun covered Wang Zhantian's nose with a cotton soaked in anesthetic to put him into a state of drowsiness.

"Forensic Mu, will there be any problem with this?" Seeing Mu Rongyun so boldly, he knocked the patient out. Isn't it better for the patient to be fresh in this situation? Otherwise, he will be unable to breathe due to loss of consciousness, resulting in secondary hypoxia and death.

Mu Rongyun did not respond to the nurse's questioning, but picked up the scalpel on one side and slid down the neck. Ah! A doctor next to him screamed, then quickly covered his mouth and did not dare to make a sound. This is too messy! The patient's neck was obviously seriously traumatized, and he still drew a line between the head and the torso. Is that saving or killing people? She has never seen such a surgery before. Mu Rongyun's method completely violated her professional philosophy as a doctor.

The hard object is stuck at four centimeters of the epidermal muscle tissue and can be easily touched with your fingers, so the power of his knife is not heavy, because the muscle tissue at the neck is much weaker than other places. It is just that the hardness between the artery and the throat makes the skill of the knife different from the power. So why do many killers choose this part to start? On the one hand, it is because it is easier to cut, and on the other hand, the fatal speed is inversely proportional to the speed of treatment.

The scalpel was flexibly running at the fingertips, and the blood coming out of the wound was quickly wiped out by the blood-sucking cotton. "Forensic Doctor Mu, the patient's blood pressure is falling, his heartbeat is starting to slow, and now it has dropped to forty-five beats." The nurse was still holding the patient's life index professionally.

Mu Rongyun calmly picked the tip of the knife in, and took out a small nut from the cut wound and threw it into the iron plate to continue sewing the wound.

The blocked respiratory system started to flow again, and Wang Zhantian's indexes in all aspects began to recover slowly, and there were signs of life. "The rest will be left to you for care, and someone will be asked for 24 hours of supervision. There must be someone in the ward for 24 hours."

"Doctor Mu, if this happens, we don't have enough manpower." The nurse shouted, and the three levers on her head should be the head nurse-level figure!

"It is your responsibility to schedule, and it is my responsibility to protect the patient. This person is an important criminal suspect in the police. Before the police find someone to take over, you should do it for you first, otherwise who will take responsibility for the mistake just now? Or your head nurse will bear it together. I have no objection, and you will follow it or not, whether you can do it yourself, but I hope that when I come back from the police station, I can see the shadow of a nurse in the ward."

Without any room for negotiation, Mu Rongyun took off her white coat and threw it aside, dragged the flip flops and walked out, leaving behind a shocked nurse. She only started chattering like a flood after someone complained first, but this did not change their fate of working overtime in turn.

Mu Rongyun watched his car heading towards the city police station. He canceled his plan for tomorrow. After this tossing, Wang Zhantian was not suitable for a long journey. He didn't want to take risks. He died halfway through the journey before he arrived in the United States. After receiving his message, the other party flirted with the phone without saying a word. He looked very angry, but it didn't matter.

The steering wheel turned the car and the car had entered the gate of the city police station. The somewhat swaying police car is now his special mount.

"Have Deputy Director Wu returned?" He was a gentle and kind person at the police station. His popularity and skills were surprisingly good, and countless people followed him for internships.

"I'm back, in the office."

He broke into Wu Shuang's office in a few steps, and unfortunately Wu Mian was going to be in it.

"What kind of attitude do you have? Are you allowed to enter the director's office at will? Can't you even knock on the door?" Wu Mian turned around and saw Mu Rongyun couldn't help but get furious.

Mu Rongyun looked at Wu Shuang deeply and stepped out. "I'm sorry, Director Wu, I don't know that you are here, I'm rude."

"Wait for the Forensic Doctor Mu, is there anything important?" Wu Shuang called Mu Rongyun, and she was surprised how he would come back.

"No, no."

"I am discussing Wang Zhantian's case with the director. Prosecutor General Guang will come here later. If you don't have any important things, can you wait for me?"

"I'm in the basement." I said that Mu Rongyun closed the door, and Wu Mian's disdainful voice came from inside.

If you look down on me, you just look down on me! He is right at all. Being a person like him is embarrassing! But he didn't understand at all, how could he be embarrassed? Is he not having enough education? Or is he not rich? Or is he condescending as a forensic doctor?

Is it embarrassing to be a forensic doctor from a famous institution to run to this small place with a recognized doctor certificate from around the world? Is it a shame to own a multinational group trading company that does legal business. Is it considered to be a loss of money for personal net income of more than one million per year? Ah, it is still much worse than Xiao Lin!

Mu Rongyun thought, and passed by Guangling who had just gone upstairs. The lively aura made him stop and look back at him and continue to walk towards his basement.
Chapter completed!