Since the battle was nearing its end, the remaining medical personnel in the space station ships had been sent to the planet. The research base's protective shield had finally been opened as well, so a few nurses were assigned to every spaceplane to take care of the wounded and sick.
A nurse on patrol opened the door to Silin's ward and prepared to record the patient's body examination data. The data displayed on the instrument was normal, but when she touched Silin's wrist, she discovered that it was ice cold. Looking at the temperature displayed on the instrument, the nurse touched Silin's wrist and forehead. It was still ice cold, and even his pulse was almost undetectable!
How could this be!!
The nurse panicked and hurriedly pressed the emergency alarm bell beside her.
The battlefield had ended, and Huo Neil was directing the post-battle cleanup, rescuing the wounded in the caves and other parts of the base. The waste treatment plant had also sent a message that the cleanup was complete. It was only now that Huo Neil could be considered to have relaxed a little. But that was all. He still had a series of things to take care of after the mission was over. Compensation for the dead and wounded, mission reports and post-battle analysis were all things that he had to handle personally.
Huo Neil breathed deeply. This ordeal was finally over! Thank goodness those little devils were fine.
As it turned out, Huo Neil had relaxed too early. Just as he finished exhaling, Huo Neil's communicator rang.
Knight, who was dragging a bag full of rat claws and teeth back, saw Huo Neil yelling into the phone from afar, "A bunch of trash, I'm coming over right now!"
After ending the call, Huo Neil said something to a captain beside him and had Gerrard come over to take charge of the follow-up matters. Then, he ran towards the spaceplane.
"Did something happen?" Knight walked over and asked the captain.
The captain did not think too much about it and said, "I think something happened to a patient on the spaceplane."
Patient? There were not many people who could make Huo Neil rush over in such a hurry without even caring about the battlefield matters. However, comrades like Gerrard and a few other captains who were close to Huo Neil were all on the battlefield. As for the patient on the spaceplane …
Knight put down the bag and took out his communicator to make a call. It didn't take long before Pride's two nostrils appeared on the communicator. He said in an extremely sleepy and impatient tone, "What's all this noise about? I'm still sleeping. The doctor told me to rest more. If you delay my recovery, you …"
Without waiting for Pride to finish, Knight cut off the call and dialed Silin's number, but no one picked up even after a long time. Knight no longer cared about the bag of 'spoils of war' and ran towards the spaceplane. Everything had been fine just now. What had happened?
Hard's ward. Although he was lying in the intensive care unit, Hard's swollen face and eyes showed that he was recovering well.
Hard was talking to Sird, and Sird was telling him what had happened. As Sird spoke, the two of them heard a commotion outside. It sounded like they were heading towards the emergency room.
"I wonder who it will be this time." Sird sighed.
Not long after, a nurse came in and checked the infusion bag. She then took a sample from the bag and put it into the instrument in her hand for testing.
Seeing that the nurse was clearly relieved, Sird asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
The nurse replied with a reassuring smile, "I'm fine."
"You know, I can also ask the doctor directly."
"Sigh, you're really fine here, but something happened to someone in the ward downstairs. We need to recheck every patient's medication."
"The ward below? Who is it? "Sird asked casually.
"I think it's someone called Silin …"
"Silin?!"
When Huo Neil arrived at the emergency room entrance, Sird was waiting there with Hard in his wheelchair.
"Why did you come out? You need rest the most when your injury reappears. "
Hard could not salute like Sird when he saw Huo Neil. He raised his hand to salute but was stopped by Huo Neil. He said, "I don't feel at ease lying there."
Behind Huo Neil, a person wearing a medic uniform ran over to report the situation.
The data of the monitors inside the ward had been erased, the two monitors outside the ward had also been tampered with, and the instruments inside the ward had all been hacked and tampered with. That was why they did not send out any alarm when the patient's body was in danger. Most importantly, they couldn't find any suspicious people right now … Huo Neil looked at the records on the electronic notebook and frowned deeper and deeper. Negligence.
A medic came over from the drug testing room and said to Huo Neil, "There is a highly toxic substance inside the infusion bag. According to the dosage, it can kill within half an hour, but the patient injected with this substance does not feel any discomfort at all. They will only feel more and more sleepy." Then, they will sleep until they die. The medic did not dare to say the last sentence, but everyone knew what it meant.
Knight, who had rushed up to the ward downstairs when he did not see Silin, just happened to hear this. He was so angry that he pulled out his gun and pointed it at the medic's head, "Are you people eating shit?! Don't you know which bag is poisonous and which is not?! Didn't you do any tests?! "
To a warrior, they had no regrets if they died on the battlefield, but their souls would not rest in peace if they died for no reason or value.
"Knight, calm down!" Huo Neil motioned for the medics to pull Knight away, but failed to grab the gun in his hand.
Knight broke free from their hands and put away his gun. He took the electronic notebook Huo Neil handed him and looked at the situation recorded on it.
The monitors were tampered with and could not capture any suspicious people? Infusion bag …
Wait a minute!
"I know who changed the infusion bag!!" Knight turned on his communicator and pulled up the communication record, "It's this woman!"
Nurse?
Huo Neil turned on his communicator, dialed a number and sent the video over, "Investigate this woman!"
Not long after he disconnected, Huo Neil's communicator rang again.
Huo Neil looked at the number. It was a special communicator from Seven Lights. Although the main mission this time was over, the follow-up work was still being handled. Normally speaking, the people from Seven Lights would not ask about it at this time. After all, it might involve military influence. Huo Neil suddenly felt nervous when he thought of someone. He gritted his teeth and accepted the call.
The image flashed, and Mo Heng's unusually kind smiling face appeared on the screen.
"Oh, Little Nail."
As expected …
Cold sweat poured down Huo Neil's back like a waterfall. He had never been this nervous even when he was facing that many black mice.
"Elder … Elder Mo, hello!" Huo Neil's body tensed up as he saluted.
Seeing Huo Neil's reaction, Mo Heng said, "What's wrong? You're sweating all over. Why are you so nervous when you see me? Am I scarier than those mutated black mice? "Mo Heng had a better understanding of the mission here.
It's more than scarier. It's much, much scarier. Huo Neil thought in his mind, but he really did not know how to answer. But before he could, Mo Heng spoke.
"Something happened to Silin?" How could Mo Heng not guess something from Huo Neil's reaction?
But when Mo Heng said this, even Huo Neil on the other side of the communicator could feel the low pressure around Sir Mo.
Sir Mo was about to flip out.
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