An Qian temporarily let go of Wu and the little girl's hands, but clamped the little girl's calf with her legs to prevent the little girl from running away suddenly.
"Wow..."
Anxi poured some mineral water to clean the wound on the back of her hand and wrapped it with gauze.
"Woo..." The little girl whimpered. She looked scared but she just hugged herself tightly, unlike children of this age who would seek comfort from their parents.
Anxi looked at the little girl.
The world copy said that the little girl was lying and pretending to be sick.
They were all named and identified by the system.
Anxi guessed that this copy was probably caused by this little girl, and the curse was related to her.
But it doesn't rule out that something happened in the hospital and the little girl was taken advantage of.
"Woo..." The little girl was still sobbing, her voice was very low, as if she was afraid of being punished.
Anxi thought for a while, took off the puppy stuffed toy hanging on her backpack, and handed it to the little girl.
"Uh, you..." Anxi wanted to ask the little girl to look up, but found that she didn't know the girl's name at all.
Just ask directly, because I'm afraid the little girl will be unhappy because of it.
It’s really outrageous for a parent to not know what his or her child’s name is.
Fortunately, the little girl looked up in time when she heard Anxi's movement. She looked at the puppy toy in Anxi's hand and said timidly: "Is it, is it for me?"
"Yeah." Anxi stuffed the toy into the little girl's arms.
The little girl burst into laughter, hugged the puppy toy tightly and said to Anxi: "Thank you, Dad, this is the first time I have received a gift."
"Ah well...as long as you are happy."
Anxi choked. She still couldn't get used to hearing the word "dad".
She doesn't quite agree with the little girl's theory that beautiful people are mothers. Mothers are mothers, no matter how they look, they don't have to be beautiful.
But children's cognition is very simple, and Anxi doesn't want to worry about it too much.
Anxi turned to look at the number on the screen.
It's already No. 9, and they are next.
She began to pack up the mineral water and gauze she had just taken out, and put them back into her bag one by one.
"No. 10...Patient No. 10 please go to the second clinic..."
The number on the screen changed to number 10.
Anxi picked up the little girl and Wu and walked towards the consulting room.
But at the same time.
The same pair of parents walked out of their seats holding their children.
Their route was the same as Anxi's, going straight to the second clinic.
"I'm sorry, did you go to the wrong clinic?" Anxi said politely, stopping three black ghosts who were walking toward the second clinic.
In fact, the more correct name should be the charred corpses of ghosts. Most of the ghosts here have died in the fire, exuding a lingering scorched smell, and are controlled by curses.
Anxi wants to avoid queue jumping according to the rules.
Unexpectedly, the short and fat burnt-black ghost among them stood up, pointed at An Qian and cursed angrily: "What are you doing! Shameless! We are obviously here! How dare you say that we went to the wrong place!"
The other taller one took the child behind him and said in a mocking tone: "Hey...some people just like to take advantage, but this is a hospital and the numbers are fixed, so you can't just let you take advantage of it." Go for this cheap one.”
An Qian was ridiculed and her anger suddenly rushed into her heart.
But she endured it, took out the registration slip and said to the charred ghost opposite: "The number 10 is written on our slip, so we should have arrived."
The squat black ghost immediately took out their list and retorted: "The number 10 is written on our list! Don't falsify here!"
Anxi looked at the list in its hand.
Because of the fire in the hospital, everything here was burned down, including half of the registration slips used for printing.
The last number on the registration slip in Anxi's hand was only a semicircle, but it could be seen from the size of the closing edge that it was 0.
The registration number on the hand of the burnt ghost also only has a semicircle, but the closing part of the semicircle is obviously shrinking.
In other words, the registration slip number it held in its hand was No. 18, but just because the lower half of the number 8 was burned away, it said it was holding No. 10.
"This is the 18th. It looks like the door is going to be closed. That's not how 0 is written." An Qian directly pointed out the problem on the registration form.
"What's No. 18? Don't you have eyes? You don't want to show off just to jump in line, right?"
When the black ghost heard what An Qian said, he didn't know if he felt guilty or why he immediately took the registration slip back into his arms, raised his voice, and almost screamed at An Qian.
An Qian was too lazy to care. She shook her head and took the little girl to the consulting room.
"stop!"
Another tall and thin charred ghost grabbed the little girl's other arm: "Are you really shameless? How dare you just leave like this?"
"Let go." Anxi said displeasedly, "I told you that you are number 18. Are you illiterate or are you deliberately trying to fish in troubled waters and want to jump in line?"
Anxi took out her registration slip, pointed to the semicircle at the end, and said word by word: "Look carefully, what is written like this is 0. You can take out your registration slip and compare it with mine."
"Take it as you say! Why!" the short, fat, burnt-black ghost shouted at the top of his lungs.
Probably because it knew it was being ignored, it stopped taking out the registration form. Instead, it sat down on the ground and began to howl: "It's so unreasonable! My child is so sick, and he still wants to jump in line. Are you okay?" Conscience!”
"This is the only child of three generations in our family. If anything happens to him, I will fight with you to make sure you die miserably!"
Anxi really wanted to say that you have no life left to fight with me.
But suddenly there was a strange noise around him.
The family members who were sitting on plastic chairs with their heads lowered all stood up and surrounded Anxi and the three of them.
They were pulled by the burnt and cracked lips, and you began to point out words one by one.
"It's really shameless. Children can jump in the queue for medical treatment."
"What should you do if something happens to your child? Do you have any sympathy?"
"Besides, you only have a girl in your family. I kindly advise you, just be patient and don't waste so much money on medical treatment. Thank you."
"That's right. If you have any chance, give it to the boy first. After all, the boy will become something big in the future."
What they say is getting weirder and weirder, and their directions are getting more and more biased.
The little girl didn't know what had happened. She pulled Anxi's hand and said timidly: "...I don't want to see a doctor anymore...leave it to my brother..."
This is not okay.
The rules clearly state that you cannot be jumped in line.
Anxi didn't want to waste any more words with them. She held the little girl hard and wanted to rush out.
But the charred ghost sitting on the ground spoke again: "That's right! Look how sensible your child is! If something happens to my solitary seedling, you can't afford to pay for it! It's different from your little girl!"
These words completely angered Anxi. She stopped, kicked the blackened ghost on the ground and shouted: "You treat your child like an emperor at home, don't think that others will do the same! My child needs to see a doctor now, Let’s see who dares to stop me!”
After scolding, Anxi commanded Wu: "Come on! Pikachu!"
Wu used several wind blade cuts to cut off the charred ghosts crowding in front of him.
They all broke off, but soon began to grow and merge again.
Anxi took advantage of this opportunity, rushed to the second clinic with the little girl and Wu, and kicked the door open.
