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Chapter 495 You Lost Your Stuff
On Wenmo Road, it was bustling with people, and many gossip folks were enthusiastically spreading the true and false news about Lin Zhai.

The section of the road facing the iron gate of the Lin house is walked countless times every day, and the trunks of the plane trees on both sides of the road are engraved with messy characters.

Unlike those idlers who came to see the excitement, the young men in the car did not get out of the car to do this tour.

He cast a contemptuous glance at the crowd, took out a cigarette, lit it sideways, and casually spread out a fashion magazine.

Biting a cigarette in his mouth and puffing, his long face was blocked by the cover printed with beautiful women in cheongsam, and his small eyes wandered behind the book.

He thought he was peeping seamlessly, paying attention to the seal on the iron gate, but he didn't find a pair of eyes watching his every move vigilantly behind a thick sycamore tree behind him.

Needless to say, this car is full of grandeur and foreign style, and you can't see ten of them when you stroll on the busiest street in the city from morning till night.

The suit he was wearing was well-made, the neckline was spotless, and the smell of cigarettes was imported from abroad. Even the beauty magazine in his hand was new this month.

Lu Shibin, who became a doctor at a young age, is matched with such cool equipment. No matter from which angle you look at it, he is a proper elite of the upper class.

The fashionable and wealthy young master would never have imagined that Qilan's first impression of him was that of "small family spirit"--
Why bother to take someone else's two-wheeled bicycle when you can afford such an expensive mount?

Confused about the man's motives, the loud roar of a car suddenly begins.

With one turn of the four wheels, the front of the car turned around, and the driver drove away quickly, raising a layer of choking smoke mixed with dust.

The boy quickly followed, and ran after the car for a street. Looking at the direction of its wheels, he suddenly realized that the guy was probably heading for the hospital.

Although looking for a house is imminent, it can be put aside for the time being.

Ever since she witnessed Zhang Wenxuan's resignation and leaving outside the dean's window, Qilan has been reluctant to set foot on that familiar street for a long time.

No matter how capable a person encounters the oppression of power, giving up resistance and retreating step by step is a dead end.

The former Doctor Zhang tried to obtain a moment of calm through compromise and concessions, but the reality made the road under his feet tighter and tighter, until finally there was no way out.

Now, the scapegoat on the back of a famous doctor is heavy enough for him to spend half his life in prison.

Why do good people always get bad rewards?

The young man appeared at the back door of the hospital with hatred, climbed over the wall and entered, and as soon as he landed, he saw the car parked by the wall that he had seen not long ago.

There were three uneven bullet holes in the car door, as if he had narrowly escaped death on the way to the hospital.Like a wounded beast lying on the ground in embarrassment.

Whether it was unintentional or intentional, it was enough to make the owner's face stink for a while.

"Snapped!"

The open toolbox was at my feet, full of it.With his back facing the outpatient building, Lu Shibin crouched on the side of the car with his head down, fiddled with a wrench sullenly.

But before he had time to enjoy himself for a moment, Qilan was stunned.

This man's ten fingers were all strong, and there was an obvious scar on the back of his left hand. The skin on the palm of his hand was very hard, and he was holding a rough wrench, but there was no trace of red marks.

The focus of his eyes fell on the opponent's hand.A pair of hands holding a scalpel can skillfully drive and repair cars, with rough skin and thick flesh, giving people an unusual impression.

Qilan is familiar with the second brother's hand.Although Gu Qijiang had practiced martial arts, he still had the hands of a young master from a wealthy family.Except for one or two inconspicuous calluses, the joints and skin are clean.

"There must be something wrong with this person. The status of an intern is just a cover."

The boy stayed calmly for a long time, and finally he stood up.So he quietly followed into the crowded building.

It took a lot of time to repair the car.Lu Shibin went upstairs and rushed straight to the dressing room.

Running too fast, he bumped into a passing nurse carrying a dressing tray, and the contents of the tray fell to the ground, and the pills and liquid medicine in the bottle mixed into a strange-smelling stream.

"Sorry, newcomer, please bear with me"

He apologized in a low voice, and helped the nurse clean up the mess with his bare hands, his attitude seemed to be a different person.

A humble, polite, and kind-hearted appearance almost made Qilan shake his own judgment:

Between judging people by their appearance and people's hearts, I don't know which side to lean towards, so that I won't wrong a good person just to suspect a bad person.

The debris on the ground was cleared.He went straight to the sink on the side of the building to wash his hands.The white coat was covered with water, dripping wet, and stuck to the underwear inside.

As expected, he was a person who cared about his image. He tore off his wet overalls, entered the office, and took out a new one from the cabinet to put on.

The moment Lu Shibin bent over to get dressed, Qilan clearly saw a key on the belt around his waist.

The key was tied with a purple-red hair tie. Before Xiaomei led him to see the herbarium of human organs built by Zhang Wenxuan, it was the key that opened the door.

There was more doubt in his eyes: Even if Zhang Wenxuan resigned and Xiaomei was still working in the hospital, how could an important key be randomly handed over to a new intern assistant?

It was too late to go to them to verify the whereabouts of the key.The only thing that can be grasped is to keep a close eye on the other party and see what they are going to do.

The human organ specimen room is at the end of the corridor behind the operating room, and it is rarely visited during the day.

Lu Shibin put on a mask and gloves, and walked towards the goal step by step.On the outside of that inconspicuous little door, he took out the key and skillfully turned the lock.

Seeing the pair of feet wearing leather shoes stepping over the threshold one after the other, Qilan's figure also came quietly.

The door closed, and there was the sound of containers colliding inside. The movement was not only fast, but also urgent.

It took only half a cigarette to burn, and the people who went in came out.

His hands were in the pockets of his white coat, his eyes were a little red, and he sneezed loudly and consecutively twice.

Someone shouted from behind: "Hey, doctor, your things fell!"

The soles of Lu Shibin's shoes stopped on the floor, he turned his face, and saw the cleaner bending over to clean the stairs three meters behind him.

"What?" He looked around suspiciously, and the hand hidden in his pocket was restless.

"This is a gadget I just picked up, come and have a look."

The cleaner stopped sweeping, put the broom against the wall, and rubbed his hands on the dusty apron.

Her hair was messy, and she was also wearing a mask, her eyes were downcast, looking at the ground.

This ordinary attire, together with the dirty broom and dustpan, is no surprise to the intern.

It's just that the thing that the cleaner handed over was so small that it got caught between his fingers, and he had to get very close to see it clearly.

(End of this chapter)