Jiang Shan was not good at coaxing children, and the child was too sensitive. The tears he shed seemed to be free of charge.
None of the children in the orphanage are this fragile.
Jiang Shan looked at the huddled child, "Why don't you come with Auntie first?"
The little boy looked at Jiang Shan's outstretched hand, and there seemed to be a gleam of light in his eyes. "Is it really okay, Auntie?"
The bottom of Jiang Shan's feet was the iron lock that had fallen off, and there was an old wooden sign posted next to the security door in the corridor: No Entry.
Jiang Shan leaned against the baseboard of the safety door, stretched out his hands, and looked at the child with a smile.
My hands are sore and I wonder if I can come yet.
Tears fell from the little boy's eyes, and his hands finally let go of his knees. A dirty little hand stretched out, as if to place it in Jiang Shan's palm.
Why are this kid's hands so dirty? There was even rust on his fingers.
At this time, her hand was suddenly tightly grasped: "Thank you, aunt."
Jiang Shan looked at him. After grabbing Jiang Shan's hand, the little boy finally stood up slowly. He had been hugging his legs to his chest and curling up together. Jiang Shan couldn't see any part of his body except the neck.
At this time, the upper body covered by the legs finally leaked out.
The little boy was not tall, only reaching Jiang Shan's chest. The hospital gown he wore was also very old and wrinkled. The buttons on his chest were buttoned in the wrong place, and his pants were rolled up around his waist.
"Aunt."
Jiang Shan looked at him straightly, and the hand held by the little boy began to feel numb.
The little boy suddenly scratched his belly with his other hand through his clothes, and for a moment some black crumbs fell down. Just like dandruff, it's amazing.
The child walked towards Jiang Shan and said, "Auntie, why am I so itchy?"
Jiang Shan saw the black skin flakes and heard an innocent child's voice continuing: "What should I do?"
Not only hungry, but also itchy.
Why didn't anyone else in the hospital give him anything to eat, and why were the medical staff so cruel?
Only the aunt in front of me is so nice.
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In the observation room, everyone was on tenterhooks.
"This little boy's parents lost contact immediately after seeing his physical changes..." They said they went to buy milk for the child, but they disappeared.
What kind of parents are these.
"Dean, my colleagues in the laboratory department said just now that Director Huo doesn't seem to be out yet." The assistant physician brought back the news with a pale face.
Director Huo said he would go back and get the inspection report, but no one saw him come out again.
This is like a leak in the house. It rained all night. Geng Jianghui said with a pale face: "Continue to find ways to contact the Beijing and Hong Kong Guards."
Zhang Wanqiu had been staring at Jiang Shan's partially exposed back. At this moment, she suddenly pointed at the monitor screen and shouted: "Look!"
Jiang Shan held the little boy with one hand, and the other hand was still holding on to the door frame of the safety door. At this time, the little boy grabbed harder and harder, and saw countless black ash falling to the ground...
Jiang Shan's pupils dilated. The little boy grabbed the clothes directly. Jiang Shan saw that there was a black hole on the child's belly?
Jiang Shan quickly withdrew the boy's hand and pulled the safety door shut with a bang.
The little boy was isolated outside the door before he had time to react.
"Auntie?" he asked blankly.
Jiang Shan's forehead began to feel numb. She saw the iron lock on the sole of her foot, picked it up directly, and hung it on the door.
On the monitor, everyone only saw Jiang Shan suddenly leaving the surveillance blind spot and being exposed in the corridor. She ran back to her ward without looking back, and then closed the door of her ward with her backhand.
All actions are done in one go.
"What's wrong with her?" The person next to her asked in a daze, why she suddenly seemed to be running away.
Zhang Wanqiu shouted: "Where is the volume of the monitor? Turn it on, turn it up, hurry up!"
Jiang Shan's back was pressed against the door of the ward, still shocked by what he saw. I thought in my heart of materialism and quantum invincibility.
I'll go. I knew there was something wrong with this shabby hospital.
The little boy was still banging on the door and calling out: "Auntie! Auntie!"
This sound was intermittently transmitted back to the monitor's loudspeaker through the signal, and everyone was stirred up by this soul-like sound.
"It's the patient in the sixth ward... did he escape to the third ward?" The child's voice was sweet, and in contrast was the almost violent knock on the door. He was photographing the corridor door.
"Auntie, why are you leaving!" After repeatedly knocking on the door but no one paid attention, the child's voice began to become shrill.
Jiang Shan's heart was beating violently in her chest. Damn it, she felt scared for the first time in her life.
Everyone in the observation room outside the screen was more suffocated than she was.
"It's over..." So just now in the blind spot of surveillance, Jiang Shan had his back to the camera, facing this patient?
But Jiang Shan is hiding in his ward now, is it useful?
Jiang Shan suddenly raised his head and stared at the ceiling. In the monitor, it was as if she suddenly looked at everyone.
"Is there anyone there?" Jiang Shan's voice came from the monitor.
Jiang Shan raised her head and stared at the ceiling. In fact, she couldn't see anything, but she knew there must be a surveillance camera somewhere in this room.
Jiang Shan just looked at the ceiling of the ward, "Mr. Zhang, are you there?"
Zhang Wanqiu, who was suddenly called, immediately started to tremble on her lips. She looked at Jiang Shan's face on the surveillance camera.
Jiang Shan faced the ceiling and started typing: "What happened? Can you tell me?" Even if you leave her here, give her a reason?
Jiang Shan hated the silent disconnection.
The cave hotel was once, is the hospital going to happen again?
"Is there any way to respond?" Zhang Wanqiu turned to look at the assistant physician.
Physician Assistant: "You can't...monitoring is one-way."
Zhang Wanqiu's hands on the table were clenched into fists.
Jiang Shan said a few more words to the ceiling, but there was still no response. Either others really didn't want to talk to her, or there was really no one on the other side.
Either way, it's not good news.
Jiang Shan's advantage was that she calmed down very quickly. She took a few deep breaths again, and at this moment, the violent knocking on the door suddenly stopped. The little boy's voice suddenly disappeared.
The sudden silence made people a little uncomfortable.
Jiang Shan waited for a while and found that there was still no sound. She thought for a while and slowly looked out through the glass window of the ward door.
The corridor was still white, and no one was seen.
But Jiang Shan still had goosebumps and had a bad feeling for some reason.
She put her ear to the door and listened carefully.
There seemed to be some thin rustling sounds, like the sound of metal rubbing. The security door was an old-fashioned push-pull iron lock. The lock Jiang Shan picked up was broken and now it is just hanging on it. The sound of the iron bolt shaking made Jiang Shan's scalp tingle.
It was as if the child was pulling the weak iron bolt through the crack in the door. Jiang Shan was frightened every time he heard the sound.
