937: C937 Seven or Eight?

C937 Seven or Eight?

After Zhou Yi finished checking these four people, he went to another room to check on the others.

The other room had four beds, just like this room.

"Huh?" Zhou Yi opened the door and entered the room. Although there were 4 beds, there were 3 people inside.

"What's the matter, sir?" Wang Chuan, who followed in, said.

Zhou Yi pointed to the bed and said, "Didn't you say there are eight people? Why are there only three people in this room? "

Upon hearing this, Wang Chuan looked past Zhou Yi to the four beds, "This bed clearly has traces of someone lying on it, I'll go ask that plump doctor!"

Zhou Yi nodded and walked to the front of one of the female students to inspect her body. Wang Chuan closed the door and went out to look for the plump doctor and Ju Zhong.

Following the flow of the energy in the female student's body, Zhou Yi had a basic understanding of her body's condition.

Just like the four female students from before, there were no injuries on their bodies, and no injuries. Just like the four female students, there were no injuries on their bodies, and there were no injuries on their bodies.

This kind of situation was easy to explain to cultivators, but to ordinary people, it could be counted as a vegetative state.

If their souls couldn't be retrieved within seven days and couldn't be returned, then even if they were able to find their souls in the future, their bodies would suffer irreparable damage if their souls left their bodies for too long.

Then, Zhou Yi's gaze fell on the empty bed.

The bedding on the bed was neatly folded. From the looks of it, it did not look like someone had lived on it before.

Boom! *

At that moment, the door to the ward was kicked open.

Then, a fat figure pounced in.

"Damn, where is everyone?" It was obviously eight people, how come there were only seven left? Which one was gone? God damn it, where did he go, my patient? Who took him away? " The little fat doctor rushed to the empty bed like a whirlwind. Zhou Yi almost got knocked over by him.

Ju Zhong was the last to enter the ward. He couldn't help but to hold his forehead. This friend of his really made him feel too awkward.

Zhou Yi turned around and glanced at Ju Zhong. Ju Zhong immediately covered his face with his hands.

"Cough …" "Doctor, are you sure there's always someone here?" Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows in embarrassment and pointed at the empty bed.

"Yes, there must be someone. I even checked her body, and there are some cases! I even checked the room before you came! " The chubby little doctor explained as he twisted his fat body around. Even his flesh was trembling, as if trying to prove something.

Zhou Yi dragged his arm with one hand and rubbed his chin with the other as he stared at the empty bed in a daze.

After a while, Zhou Yi said, "Then can I trouble you to bring the case over for me to have a look?"

Zhou Yi's words were very gentle. To a man, Little Fatty was the first man to speak so gently.

However, he didn't expect this little fat doctor to not take it. He pointed at Zhou Yi's nose and shouted: "Who are you, you know that it is important to not know the case, how can you casually let others see it! You … "Ugh …"

The young, fat doctor was still shouting. Ju Zhong, who was on the side, couldn't take it anymore. He reached out his hand to shut the doctor's mouth and dragged him out of the ward.

Then, Zhou Yi and Wang Chuan heard an angry roar coming from outside the ward. Then, their voices gradually quieted down.

"This little fat doctor is really …" Wang Chuan shook his head with a smile.

Zhou Yi, on the other hand, did not dwell on this matter much. He slowly released the Divine Soul Power in his body and wrapped it around the entire bed.

Zhou Yi, who was on the bed, could feel traces of heat that had yet to dissipate. It even felt like there was still a trace of energy.

This point of energy was very weak, Zhou Yi couldn't even tell if it was normal Spiritual Force or demonic energy. However, he was sure that the person who laid on it was not an ordinary person.1

"Zhou, the case is here!" After a while, Ju Zhong came back, but this time, the doctor didn't come back with him. Ju Zhong came back after a while, but this time, the doctor didn't come back with him.

Zhou Yi glanced at Ju Zhong. Ju Zhong's slightly plump body, bald head, and narrowed eyes. Regardless of which one it was, Zhou Yi felt that Ju Zhong shouldn't have added the word 'old' in front of his words.

Sensing Zhou Yi's probing gaze, Ju Zhong coughed dryly and explained: "About that, about that, your cultivation experience is quite deep. I feel pressured to call you Little Zhou!"

Zhou Yi rolled his eyes. "Don't tell me you don't feel pressured just by calling him Zhou?" I'm under a lot of pressure myself, okay.

Also, that one's cultivation experience is deeper, are you sure you're talking about me? That was to say that a certain monster had become a spirit!

Zhou Yi cursed silently in his heart before his gaze landed on the case in his hands.

The column with the name "Wang Xiaoyan" on it made Zhou Yi frown. The probability of such a name appearing in modern times was extremely low, so his first reaction was that the name was fake.

Then he looked down again. The patient complained of symptoms, dizziness, nausea, stomachache, and then nothing else.

After that was the treatment of the medicine.

For a case that looked very formal, it was impossible to tell that there was anything wrong with it.

"Is the other person's case the same as this one?" Zhou Yi waved the case in his hand.

When Ju Zhong started talking about business, he had already put away the joking expression on his face. He said with a serious face, "That's right, when he took it out, I took a glance and saw that it was all the same!"

"En …"

"That's not right!" Just as Zhou Yi replied, Ju Zhong suddenly spoke up.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yi asked.

Ju Zhong didn't say anything and just turned around and ran out. Not long later, he returned again with a few cases in his hands.

Then, he handed the address of each case to Zhou Yi.

"Here, the addresses they wrote down were different!"

Zhou Yi took the cases and saw that the other seven were all in Peach Blossom Seventh High School, while the one in his hands was from Peach Blossom Seventeen High School.

"Peach Blossom City has a seventeen?" Zhou Yi raised his head and looked at Ju Zhong.

Ju Zhong shook his head, "I haven't paid attention to these things for a long time, so I don't know. But I can make a call to ask."

With that, he stuffed all the cases into Zhou Yi's hands.

Zhou Yi opened the cases and took a glance. There was one detail that Zhou Yi noticed. Among them, two cases had these words written on them. Seven people …

"Seven people …" Zhou Yi fell into deep thought. The plump doctor swore that it was eight people, but there were seven recorded in the case.

What was going on?

Was there originally a total of eight people? Did Little Fatty write incorrectly, or was there originally seven people? Did Little Fatty remember incorrectly?

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