Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 190 That Doctor Killer 3

"Dr. Song, Dr. Song?" There was a knock on the door.

The atmosphere in the lounge froze instantly. The man's gaze was fixed on Song Xianyin, as if he was considering his next move.

"What's wrong?" Song Xianyin raised her voice.

The rain outside kept hitting the windowpane, making a crisp sound.

"Dr. Song, could you stay with me for my shift?" The nurse's voice sounded hesitant.

She lowered her voice: "Dr. Song, is today okay? I'm really not feeling well."

Song Xianyin frowned, and hesitated for a moment: "Wen Xi, can you wait for me for a while?"

Wen Xi nodded, realizing that Song Xianyin couldn't see her movements, and responded with a sound of agreement.

Soon, the footsteps faded into the distance.

"Who is she?" The man's voice was a little hoarse.

What a coincidence that you came at this time.

Song Xianyin calmly bandaged his wound and said, "This is a hospital, it's normal for nurses to come to the doctor."

The man looked coldly at Song Xianyin in front of him. It was strange that she was so calm in this situation.

"I have to go on duty now. You can leave at your own pace," Song Xianyin said dismissively.

Since he would get rained on when he left anyway, she quickly bandaged him up to avoid wasting the hospital's medicine.

The man didn't say another word to her until she left the lounge.

When Song Xianyin arrived at Wen Xi's shift, a male doctor was leaning against the counter, smiling as if he were joking.

"It's been raining a lot lately, aren't you cold wearing so little?" The male doctor looked Wen Xi up and down, his eyes full of amusement.

Wen Xi stared at the computer with a cold face, showing no intention of responding to him.

"Don't ignore me, we need to cooperate in the hospital." The male doctor lowered his voice and touched the back of her hand.

"Dr. Qin, if you have nothing else to do, go and rest in the lounge." Wen Xi suppressed her anger and shook off his hand.

Dr. Qin chuckled and said, "Wen Xi, being a nurse is tiring and doesn't pay much, otherwise..."

"Snapped--"

Song Xianyin stood between them, holding the medical record book.

"Dr. Qin, don't disturb Wen Xi's work." Song Xianyin looked at him coldly.

A hint of displeasure flashed across Dr. Qin's face, but he forced a smile: "Dr. Song, why are you always so wary of me? I was just joking with Wen Xi."

Song Xianyin looked at him quietly without saying a word.

Dr. Qin was a few centimeters shorter than Song Xianyin, so when Song Xianyin put on her shoes, she could almost look down at him.

Dr. Qin secretly rolled her eyes. That tomboy who can't get married is annoying all the time.

After he left, Wen Xi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dr. Song, thank goodness you're here." Wen Xi rubbed her temples.

Song Xianyin glanced at her: "Why are you all alone today?"

"Xiaoli went on a date and asked me to cover for her. Besides, there aren't many patients today."

Spending a lot of time in the hospital makes you less afraid of ghosts; often, the people in the hospital are scarier than the ghosts.

Cases of male doctors harassing female doctors and nurses are commonplace.

Song Xianyin leaned against the seat next to her, and Wen Xi took a blanket and covered her with it.

"That's why doctors have such a high status. Today I went to clean up that old man's excrement, and he pointed at my head and started cursing." Wen Xi's eyes curved into a smile, her face showing some fatigue.

“He doesn’t dare to make a sound when he encounters someone with connections.” Song Xianyin’s voice was a little hoarse.

She was also scolded by that old man many times.

Song Xianyin opened the dark web's list and found the contact information of the relevant person in charge.

People in their line of work have countless backup apps hidden on their phones.

The friend request was accepted very quickly.

【? 】

Song Xianyin sent the photos directly.

The man in the photo was extremely weak; blood was spurting from his hand, and there was a clear knife wound on it.

The photo isn't very clear, but you can make out who it is.

【? ? ! 】

Song Xianyin lowered her eyes and typed: 【When will you give me the 30 million?】

You really stabbed Ji Yanli in the back?!

Song Xianyin frowned. Why was the person who posted the bounty so slow?

Just as she was about to start yelling, her phone suddenly received a bank transfer notification.

[Dude, you're awesome! Next time you stab Ji Yanli in the back, there'll be a hefty reward.]

Song Xianyin really wanted to reply that she was his sister.

But then I thought better of it; it wouldn't be worth revealing my identity.

The dark web quickly published the headline and directly released the transaction records, causing an uproar in the Killer's Pavilion.

The Lantern Festival was in an uproar.

"Holy crap, someone really stabbed the boss in the back? Who's that powerful?"

A man pushed aside the heads crowding around the computer and clicked his tongue, saying, "It's definitely fake. Boss got shot today."

"I didn't say I wanted to take pictures. Who could take pictures? I think it's the people who set up the bounty list who are trying to save face, so they staged this themselves."

A woman sat on the table, raising an eyebrow: "They make so much money, is it really necessary for them to do something like this? We'll know once we see the injury on the boss's hand in a few days."

"Who will go take a look?" The woman looked around.

The other men all lowered their heads.

"What's so interesting about this?"

"That's it."

Outside, the rain poured down, and amidst the flashes of lightning and thunder, a pale and gloomy face was reflected in the window.

Ji Yanli leaned back on the sofa, his black shirt open, blood trickling down his side.

His eyes were filled with hostility, while the doctor beside him tensely treated his wounds.

Every time he came to treat Ji Yanli's wounds, he felt like he was going to hell.

"How is the wound being treated?" He didn't even flinch when the alcohol was applied to the wound.

The doctor replied cautiously, "Sir, it's not that obvious, because the medicine has almost all been soaked away by the rain."

Actually, the wound was treated rather perfunctorily, but he was afraid that saying it would cause trouble.

Ji Yanli sneered and remained silent.

"Boss, the person has been brought." Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open, bringing with it a chill and the smell of blood.

Two men carried in a man covered in injuries. His mouth was stuffed with rags, and his eyes were filled with terror as he looked at Ji Yanli.

The two men threw him on the ground and waited for Ji Yanli to ask for instructions.

Ji Yanli's gaze fell heavily on the man, and he frowned: "Whoever smells like that, get out."

The others were so frightened that they quickly sniffed themselves to detect the smell.

"You smell." The man nudged the person next to him and whispered.

The man quickly apologized and ran out.

Hearing the screams from the ground, the doctor's Adam's apple bobbed, and he became even more careful with his movements.

"Ji Yanli, you devil! You deserve to die a horrible death! You'll be torn to pieces!"

The crisp sound of bones cracking was accompanied by a muffled groan. The person next to him covered the man's mouth tightly, but the muffled scream sounded even more terrifying.