"Ms. Ebina, you have advanced cancer, right? It would be too pitiful to transfer you to another hospital at this time." The young trainee nurse was full of sympathy for this girl who was almost the same age as herself but whose time was running out. "Ugh." Nurse Asano also sighed and didn't say much. After working in the hospital for a long time, she was used to seeing life and death, separation, joy and sorrow, and reunion, so her emotions naturally became a little cold. It was not that she was cold-hearted by nature, but she had witnessed too many tragedies with her own eyes. After repeated stimulation, her threshold for sadness was naturally much higher than that of ordinary people. It was indeed somewhat inhumane to persuade a patient with advanced cancer to leave, but she was just a nurse and there was nothing she could do. Nurse Asano still remembers that the Medical University Hospital was not like this before, but after Professor Kurokawa died unexpectedly and Professor Zeuchi became the director of the Medical University, he began to implement this policy. Persuading terminally ill patients to leave the hospital has indeed improved the hospital's operating conditions, and the cure and mortality rates on paper are also much better. However, not all advanced cancer patients will be advised to give up treatment. Those patients who are rich and powerful can still survive for a while with the help of the expert team of the Medical University Affiliated Hospital. Time passed minute by minute, and the hands of the clock on the wall pointed to zero.
With a soft ticking sound, the time came to midnight. "Crackling." The fluorescent lights at the nurses' station and in the corridors suddenly made strange noises, then flickered on and off. "What's going on? Is the circuit breaker going to trip?" "Don't say that. The duty room is most afraid of people saying that!" Nurse Asano glared at the trainee nurse. This kind of thing happened the same all over the world. As long as someone on duty said that there was nothing to do today, an accident would immediately occur. Before he could finish his words, the lights in the nurses' station and the corridor went out at the same time, plunging the place into darkness. "It really tripped. What a hassle!" Nurse Asano quickly turned on the flashlight on her mobile phone and shone it around. She was not too panicked. After all, the hospital's circuit system had backup power supplies just in case. Although the power outage came suddenly, there would be no crisis. The hospital has electricians on call 24 hours a day. Once a power outage occurs, the electricians will discover it immediately and rush to repair it. However, according to regulations, after a power outage, the nurses on duty must patrol every ward to ensure that the ventilators and ECG monitoring equipment are functioning normally. Nurse Asano and the intern nurse walked out of the duty station, said hello to Dr. Satomi, and prepared to start their rounds from Room 1301. Opposite Room 1301 was the elevator door. "Clang-" There are four elevators at the elevator door. The sign outside the second elevator in the middle began to flash, and the sound of the traction motor turning was heard, obviously an elevator was moving from downstairs to here. "No, the circuit breaker has tripped. Why can this surgical elevator still come up? And it's already midnight. Aren't all surgical elevators locked?" There are four elevators in this ward, which stop at single floors, double floors and all floors respectively. The one currently in operation is the elevator for surgeries, which is not allowed to be used by patients and their families. It can only be used by hospital staff in emergencies or sudden situations. Nurse Asano felt that something was wrong. And as far as she knew, the power supplies of the four elevators were connected together. Normally, either all of them would lose power together, or all four would be in normal use. Now, the signs of the other three elevators are dark red, indicating that they are out of order. Only the sign of the elevator dedicated to surgery is functioning normally, and the green floor numbers are constantly changing.
Seventh floor... Nurse Asano stared blankly at the sign and felt her mouth go dry. Ten, eleven, twelve... The final number is thirteen! With a "clang", the elevator door suddenly opened, and the light from the elevator illuminated the entire dark corridor. An elegant middle-aged man walked out of the elevator. He was wearing a white doctor's coat, a suit and tie underneath, and a pair of shiny black leather shoes. The middle-aged man was quite handsome, with a beautiful moustache, but his face was as pale as a death and he had no expression on his face. When Nurse Asano saw the face of the elegant man, her scalp suddenly went numb because she knew this man. But she couldn't believe that a dead person appeared in the hospital again! "Kuro...Kurokawa-sensei!" I only heard Dr. Satomi beside me calling out that name with an excited and unbelievable expression. Is it really Professor Kurokawa?! When Nurse Asano heard this, her legs suddenly went weak and she collapsed to the ground. The intern nurse quickly supported her and managed to barely stand up. "Sister Asano, why are you so scared? Who is this gloomy handsome uncle doctor?" the intern nurse asked curiously. Nurse Asano stammered, trying to say something, but her teeth couldn't help chattering and she couldn't utter a word. The intern nurses were new, so it would be fine if they didn’t recognize him, but for those of them who have worked in the Medical University Affiliated Hospital for many years, how could they not recognize the famous Professor Kurokawa! Professor Kurokawa had died in a car accident a year ago. All the staff of the hospital's oncology department attended Professor Kurokawa's farewell party, and nurse Asano even saw Professor Kurokawa's remains. A dead person suddenly came back to life, and this unspeakable fear struck Nurse Asano's heart. "Professor Kurokawa! Teacher Kurokawa! I miss you so much..." Dr. Satomi choked. Dr. Satomi was also extremely shocked at first. As a doctor, he didn't believe in supernatural things. But in his most vulnerable and confused situation, he couldn't help but burst into tears when he saw his mentor again, and for a moment he even forgot his fear. "Teacher, is there anything else that worries you? You came back at this time. Is there something important that you want to tell me? I will definitely do it for you!" Dr. Satomi wiped his eyes and said. Professor Kurokawa's face was pale, and his whole body exuded a terrifying and eerie aura, as if he was a zombie crawling out of the morgue. However, Dr. Satomi had seen many corpses, and his own behavior was upright and he had a clear conscience, so he bravely went up to him. But the closer he got to Professor Kurokawa, the more he felt the piercing cold, and Dr. Satomi stopped involuntarily. Dr. Satomi raised his head slightly and looked into the eyes of Mr. Kurokawa. Professor Kurokawa's face was still as familiar as ever, and his iconic mustache was still meticulously groomed, but there had been some strange changes. His eyes were pure white, without even pupils, and his cheeks were full of bulging blue veins, making him look extremely hideous and terrifying.
"Kurokawa... Teacher..." Dr. Satomi then realized that the person he was facing now was not his former respected mentor, but a visitor from another world. Who knew if his mentor was still as gentle and elegant after death as he was in life? The oldest and strongest emotion of human beings is fear. The instinctive fear of foreign objects suppressed Dr. Satomi's admiration for Professor Kurokawa. "Where is the patient?" Professor Kurokawa asked in a deep voice. Hearing this familiar low voice, the fear that had filled his heart was mostly dispelled, and tears welled up in Dr. Satomi's eyes again. Mr. Kurokawa never forgot his duty until his death. The first thing he said when he returned to the world from the Sanzu River was to ask where the patients were! There is no doubt that Mr. Kurokawa is still the same dedicated doctor. "Teacher, I have a patient right now. Miss Ebina is in the advanced stage of gastric cancer. I would like to ask for your advice..." "Get ready for surgery!" Professor Kurokawa said coldly, then he stepped past Dr. Satomi, walked to Room 1301 as if he had foreseen the future, and opened the door. "Surgery? The power is out now. How can we perform the surgery without a medical team or an operating room?" Dr. Satomi gritted his teeth and followed her. He had to be responsible for Miss Ebina. The intern nurse in the corridor who was supporting Nurse Asano was completely confused. She had no idea what was going on. Looking down at Nurse Asano again, I found that her face was extremely pale and her whole body was trembling with extreme fear. "What the hell is going on?" The circuit system in the ward has activated the power storage function. The main light in the bed has been turned off, but there are still a few night lights on, and the dim light is cast on Miss Ebina's face. Miss Ebina hadn't slept yet. She was lying on the hospital bed, her eyes slightly red and swollen, and she was making slight sobbing sounds. When she noticed someone coming in, Miss Ebina quickly wiped her eyes and hid the pillowcase with tear stains on it under the quilt. At first, Miss Ebina was startled when she saw a pale, expressionless stranger come in, but then she saw Dr. Satomi follow in and felt a little relieved. "Dr. Satomi, who is this doctor? What brings you here so late at night?" Miss Ebina forced a smile, her voice still hoarse. Dr. Satomi didn't know what to say for a moment. He couldn't introduce it as the ghost of his mentor. "The condition is critical and surgery must be performed immediately!" Professor Kurokawa glanced at Miss Ebina and walked straight towards the bed. "Doctor Satomi, what is going on?" At this time, Miss Ebina could only seek help from the familiar doctor Satomi. Professor Kurokawa pointed his finger at Miss Ebina, who rolled her eyes and fainted on the hospital bed. Professor Kurokawa came to the bedside, and his strange and cold white eyes stared at Miss Ebina's stomach.
He placed Miss Ebina face up, then took off her blue and white hospital gown, revealing her delicate skin. "Teacher, what are you doing?" Dr. Satomi felt that such an operation was too frivolous and stepped forward to stop it. But when Professor Kurokawa's ghostly white eyes glanced at him, he was frightened and unable to move, just like a frog being stared at by a poisonous snake. Professor Kurokawa raised his right hand expressionlessly, his right hand flashing blue light in the dim ward, and then he suddenly moved it down and stabbed it into Miss Ebina's abdomen, blood spurting! "Begin the operation." Chapter 129 Chapter 131 Surgery in Progress (4k) Blood splattered on Professor Kurokawa's face, but he still had an expressionless and indifferent look. Professor Kurokawa's hand, which had held a scalpel and saved countless lives, was now inserted into the patient's abdomen and was still stirring. In the dim and dark ward, a doctor in a white coat with a grim expression was turning over the patient's internal organs with his bare hands. If an uninformed person saw this scene, they would think they were in a horror movie. "Ugh—Professor Kurokawa, what are you doing!? Stop it!" Dr. Satomi couldn't help feeling a little nauseous and couldn't help dry-heaving. Tumor removal surgery performed with bare hands? This is not saving people at all, this is killing people! In his memory, Professor Kurokawa had always been a gentle, elegant and humorous man, but now with his bloodless and tearless appearance, he looked like a cold-blooded murderer like Professor Hannibal. Is this really Professor Kurokawa? Or is it that Professor Kurokawa, who returned from the underworld, is no longer the famous doctor and professor who saves lives, but has become a murderous ghost? Professor Kurokawa's face was pale and he ignored what Dr. Satomi said. Veins on his cheeks were bulging and his white eyes were staring intently at Miss Ebina's abdomen, as if he was looking for something. Dr. Satomi was in a state of confusion and countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant. He believed that it was his responsibility to stop this absurd operation, even though the patient was a dead teacher. However, after being swept by Professor Kurokawa's strange white eyes, Dr. Satomi trembled all over, and his hands and feet were uncontrollable and he stood still. Damn! Damn! If Professor Kurokawa's ghost continues to torment Miss Ebina like this, she may not survive the night. "Damn it, move quickly, my body! I must stop the teacher from committing murder." No matter how Dr. Satomi shouted and struggled in his heart, his body trembled with intense fear and he could only watch Professor Kurokawa's hands turning over and over in Miss Ebina's abdominal cavity. "The operation is complete." Professor Kurokawa pulled his hand out of the patient's body, and on his blood-stained palm there appeared a fist-sized, bloody tumor.
"Ah--" Professor Kurokawa, who had been expressionless as a dead man from beginning to end, raised the corners of his mouth, and for the first time, an expression other than indifference appeared on his face. He looked at the tumor on his hand, a crazy smile appeared on his face, and he laughed crazily: "Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha!" "Finally, I finally--" Amidst the crazy laughter, an extremely cold atmosphere enveloped the entire ward, and then a large amount of white smoke suddenly emerged around Professor Kurokawa's body. The smoke filled the ward and blocked Dr. Satomi's vision.