Dybala continued: "The couple is still holding a little girl, and the child has had a fever since last night."

"I went to the pediatrician for emergency treatment and got an injection. The fever still didn't go away. They said they believed you and asked you to take a look."

Deepak asked helplessly: "Then what should I do if I am still in a vegetative state and unable to wake up? Let your father, the dean of the university, take a look. Are they still worried?"

Dybala said helplessly: "They called your name, but my dad had something else to do just now so he didn't show it to them."

"Dad's secretary said she saw you going to the pot sticker shop on Central Street alone."

"I'm afraid that if something happens to you with your whole body covered so tightly, I'll come to you as soon as I get in the car!"

Deepak shrugged his shoulders and asked disapprovingly: "What can happen to me?"

Dybala's eyes widened: "The news that you woke up from a vegetative state... has been spread on the Internet. You should also fulfill your responsibility as a doctor, okay?"

Deepak had no choice but to agree to Dybala, and the car drove to Dean Hospital.

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In the afternoon, Blue Rose went to the psychiatric ward to see Dr. Xia Qiuxi. Dr. Xia Qiuxi was about the same age as Deepak's attending doctor, and she was only half a year older than Deepak.

When Xia Qiuxi saw the portrait of Blue Rose, she was instantly petrified. Li Xiaoran, the protagonist in many film and television dramas, is her real idol in spiritual life...

At this moment, the beautiful, delicate and charming idol stood in front of him.

Dr. Xia Qiuxi rubbed her eyes and asked with some disbelief: "Aren't you the actress Li Xiaoran?"

Blue Rose shook her head: "I already told you my name on the phone. We just look alike. There are too many people who look alike in the world."

"However, there are simply too few people who look so similar to you. Even their manners, behavior and speech are similar." Dr. Xia Qiuxi's eyes were a little straightened.

"However, our personalities are absolutely nothing alike!"

When Dr. Xia Qiuxi finished listening to Blue Rose's questions, it took her a while to think of that person...

"That young man came back from the big room in the basement. It's not normal. He seems to have lost his soul."

"The old dean saw that something was wrong with him, so he sent him to me."

"After he was admitted to the psychiatric ward, he told me a lot of nonsense..."

"Do you still remember what he said?" Blue Rose asked again.

"There is no logic in the words of mental patients. There are crazy words here every day, and I hear them in one ear and out the other."

I have long forgotten what he said three years ago." Dr. Xia Qiuxi shook his head.

However, she wanted to say something more, hoping to keep Blue Rose and stay here for a while...

Director Xia Qiuxi then sighed to Blue Rose: "These new doctors think that after taking anatomy classes in school for a few days, they can touch corpses at will."

"Actually, the corpses used for anatomy teaching must be processed in advance. The corpses in the morgue contain many bacteria and virus hosts..."

"It is very easy to infect those who come in contact with you. If you don't protect yourself properly, you don't know what diseases you will get."

"That young man is probably infected with mad cow disease or a neurological virus like rabies."

"This virus spreads along the nerves and will soon invade from the spinal cord to the brain, and then it goes crazy."

Hearing what Dr. Xia Qiuxi said, Blue Rose was a little scared. Fortunately, there were no corpses in Warehouse No. 3. The clues had been cut off at this point, so she had to leave.

Before leaving, Dr. Xia Qiuxi said to her: "Let me think about it again, so be it. When I think of something, I will call you... Can I buy you a cup of coffee?"

Blue Rose answered readily: "Yes!"

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Just as Blue Rose arrived at the elevator, someone pulled her sleeve.

A middle-aged nurse seemed to have come specifically to find her. She looked around and whispered, "I just heard your conversation!"

"I have a deep impression on that young man. Before he died, he kept saying: I am crazy, my brain is damaged, and I can't eat."

Blue Rose was stunned and wanted to ask more questions. Then the elevator arrived and the nurse bowed her head and left quickly.

Blue Rose suddenly remembered something again and hurriedly ran to find An Jiayi...

Blue Rose remembered what An Jiayi once said. Three years ago, there were rumors that hospitals provided brains of dead people to rich people to eat. She vaguely felt that this was not nonsense.

An Jiayi was not in his office. He must have been called away by the patient...

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By this time, Deepak and Dybala had arrived at Dean Hospital.

Dybala parked the Hummer in front of the grand gate of Dean Hospital. The big sign on the door said New York Dean Hospital, not too big or too small.

The appearance does not look like a hospital, but more like a five-star hotel. There is a rockery and a small lake in front of the door, and there are also koi in the lake.

"Brother, which department is the person with the patient's child in?" Deepak asked as he got out of the car.

Dybala: "Where is the internal medicine clinic... By the way, I will go with you to have a look, ah... Keke, my dad is here!"

Deepak called out smoothly: "Uncle, oh, Dean Di!"

At this time, the Dean of the Di family came in from outside: "Oh, you two are back! I just finished doing things, where are you two going now?"

Dybala briefly told his father about the little girl.

When the Di family heard this, they suddenly said: "Oh, I'll go in and show that child first. Keke, just say I'm the dean and show her first."

As soon as the three Deepak people entered the hospital gate, a female doctor wearing glasses ran over and said urgently: "Dr. Deepak, please go to the internal medicine clinic and have a look..."

"I've given two doses of antipyretic injections, but the child's head is still extremely hot and his voice is hoarse from crying."

The three of them hurried to the dressing room, took off their clothes, and Deepak put on indoor light-proof glasses.

The three of them each put on their white coats and walked quickly to the internal medicine clinic.

In the consultation room of the Second Department of Internal Medicine, a young couple was anxiously coaxing a crying little girl.

The child was only three or four years old. His whole face was red, like a small red apple, and he was struggling hard in the young woman's arms.

The child looked very anxious, his voice was hoarse from crying, his voice was shrill and harsh, and he was accompanied by retching sounds from time to time.

Deepak frowned when he saw this scene. He didn't know if he was dazzled.

He actually saw that the child seemed to be surrounded by a vague black energy.
Chapter completed!