Chapter 689 — Not Dead Yet
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"Oh, then let her stick you!" The battle-axe of an auntie dropped what she was doing and turned out of the treatment room. The lecherous look on Kang Jingming's face had put her in a foul mood. Was the man here to get treated or to eye up pretty girls? What a piece of work — and he had the nerve to ask someone else to give him the needle? May it sting him to death!
Seeing that the battle-axe nurse had actually agreed, Kang Jingming was overjoyed. He turned to the pretty young nurse and said, "How about you give me the injection?"
"I... this is my first day interning here. I can't do it..." The pretty young nurse waved her hands again and again, but under his pleading gaze she relented: "How about... I give it a try? If I can't get it in, I can always try a few more times..."
"Gah?" Kang Jingming had been desperate for the pretty nurse to stick the needle in him, but at her words his heart turned to ice in an instant! First day on the job? And she'd just give it a try? What kind of sick joke was this — he was no lab rat. If she stabbed him to death, then what?
"What's wrong?" The pretty nurse gave him a puzzled look.
"N-nothing. I'll just find that Nurse Wang from before!" Kang Jingming might be a lecher, but there was no way he'd gamble his life on a bit of flirting.
"But Nurse Wang has gone to the inpatient wing. She won't be back for a while..." The pretty nurse looked at him helplessly. "So why not let me have a try? Please? My technique's actually very good — I practiced on dead bodies before!"
"N-no need..." Kang Jingming was aghast. To hell with that — practiced on corpses? One jab from her and I might turn into a corpse myself!
The pretty nurse looked fresh and lovely enough, with big eyes and big breasts, but she was clearly a reckless fool who didn't care if she killed someone. Since when did giving an injection involve a trial run?
Kang Jingming had no intention of dying at her hands. He scrambled to his feet and forced a smile. "Ha, no need. Is there another treatment room near here?"
"Oh, yes. Go out, turn left, take the elevator down to the second basement level — that's the one." The pretty nurse thought for a moment. "But it's a bit far. And look at you, you're about to faint. Why not let me give you the shot?"
"No need. I'm perfectly clear-headed, I won't be fainting anytime soon!" Kang Jingming waved her off, and he, Wang Shubin, and Zhu Xiaozhang hurried out of the nurses' treatment room and ran for the elevator, cursing all the way. What kind of two-bit hospital was this? Intern nurses with no morals at all, daring to use patients as guinea pigs!
"Young Master Ming, are you going to make it? Should we rest a bit?" Seeing Kang Jingming teetering on unsteady legs, Wang Shubin asked anxiously.
"I'm fine. Let's just get the injection over with! If I'd known, I'd have let that battle-axe stick me. What rotten luck!" Kang Jingming was convinced that nothing but bad luck came of running into Xiaofen — and now it seemed he was right.
The three of them stepped into the elevator. The auntie operating it glanced them over and asked, "Which floor? This car's going down!"
"We're going down too — second basement level!" Wang Shubin told her, though privately he was thinking: What kind of layout is this hospital? The treatment rooms aren't even together — one here, one over there, and this one's actually down in the basement.
The auntie gave the three of them a rather odd look, but pressed the button for the second basement level all the same.
When the elevator reached the first floor, everyone aboard filed out, leaving only Kang Jingming and his two companions.
Kang Jingming found it strange. Why had not a single one of them been headed for the basement?
When the car reached the second basement level and the doors slid open, Wang Shubin and Zhu Xiaozhang helped Kang Jingming out, and a gust of cold, clammy air rushed at them, making all three shiver.