On the contrary, Song Xuelin just returned to the department and put on a white coat.

These days he was so busy that he was a little dizzy. He couldn't hear clearly what the other party said, but just walked to the doctor's office with a "hmm".

During the night shift, the doctor on duty went to check the room, but there was no one in the office. The medical record truck parked in the corner of the office was lonely, and the paper scattered on the floor tiles were floating in the wind. The scene was shocking.

Seeing this scene, Song Xuelin stood at the door and was stunned.

The floating paper is probably the medical record of a patient.

Xie Wanying, who changed her clothes and hurried to the office to ask about his condition, first saw him standing and asked, "What's wrong, Dr. Song?"

Song Xuelin was adjusting his breathing. His brown eyes, who had not woken up just now, opened their eyes wide, trying to recognize whose medical records it was.

Following his sight, Xie Wanying looked at the messy medical record paper, and was also scared to death: "Who took it?"

It goes without saying how important medical records are to doctors and patients. Some departments have medical records even locked. However, doctors don’t have time to lock when they need to use them.

When the two of them came to their senses, they rushed over to pick up medical records. In a few seconds, they picked up all the medical records and checked them. It turned out to be: 21 beds.

Just like Senior Brother Tao is worried, something is going to happen to the patient.

Xie Wanying's face turned pale.

Song Xuelin's fingers holding the medical record paper trembled twice. He had never experienced such a thing before, so he was afraid.

Putting down the medical records, the two young doctors decisively ran to the ward, rushed into the ward, pulled the curtain, and there was no one on the 21 bed.

Yangyang's mother saw her next door and told the doctors: "She ran out."

"Do you know when she ran out?" As soon as she heard this, Xie Wanying turned around and asked Yangyang's mother.

"She has sneaked out several times, changed her clothes and went out while you are busy," Yangyang's mother said, "She won't let us say it. Every time she comes back soon, we don't know where she is going.

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"Come back soon?"

"Yes, very soon." Yang Yang's mother was wondering where young patients could go every time. She went back and forth within ten, twenty minutes and a half hours, and it didn't feel like she was sneaking out of the hospital and going home.

Because of this, medical staff cannot prevent such patients who are specialized in committing crimes and calculating how to run away. The hospital is not a prison. It is already very good for nurses to come to inspect the ward once every few minutes. For example, the night shift is just handing over.

The medical staff are so busy that it is impossible to keep an eye on the patient in minutes.

It's so bad. Where will the patient go? Like in the general surgery department, go to the hospital door to meet a friend? If so, what's going on with the medical records spilled in the doctor's office?

It is certain that the patient has obtained his medical records, and the patient has long suspected his illness.

"I think she may know what she is sick." Yang Yang's mother affirmed the doctor's thoughts. "Many people walk around in the ward, and occasionally she will hear her illness. I thought she would ask you doctors."

Li Yaxi didn't ask the doctor because she believed that the doctor wouldn't tell her, which meant that she might know her mother's attitude.

"Her family hasn't seen her for several days," Yangyang's mother said, "They said her mother wanted to have another child. If it was true, her mother was too much."
Chapter completed!