In the corridor filled with the smell of disinfectant water, a stainless steel cart is being slowly pushed from the front by a nurse wearing a light blue sterile suit, and there are several scalpels and many scalpel blades in the tray on the cart.

Qian Cang glanced at it, and the situation on the cart was already in his mind, and he walked over quietly.

"I'm sorry, I want to ask where is the ENT department?" As soon as Qian Cang stepped forward, he stood in front of the nurse to prevent the other party from ignoring him and walking forward.

"Huh? At...... Fourth floor. The nurse pointed to the stairs behind him and said, "Just go up from here." ”

"Thank you!" The pair of nurses smiled, and he walked forward, but for some reason he accidentally tripped over the wheel, and his right hand propped up on the tray of the cart, and his left hand touched the ground.

Seeing this, the nurse hurriedly bent down and looked away from the cart, "Are you okay?" He asked with concern.

"No, it's fine." Qian Cang shook his head, stood up and walked forward at the same time, and when he stood up completely, he was already standing behind the nurse, he didn't stop and continued to move forward.

The nurse looked at Qian Cangyi's back and felt a little strange, but he didn't think much about it, but continued to push the cart forward.

Walking to the top of the stairs, Qian Cangyi slowed down, his right hand shook in his jacket pocket, and after the people on the stairs went up and down, he walked up again, and at the same time took out the scalpel. He tested it and found that the scalpel was sharp, but the length of the blade was shorter than he had thought, and in addition to that, there were five blades in his pocket, which he took out and examined after putting the scalpel away.

According to Xiao Zhuanfeng, the wound caused by direct penetration may not be as effective as imagined, but there are no other good weapons at the moment, and time waits for no one, so let's try it first.

Qian Cang thought to himself, and at the same time put away the blade.

On the seat in the waiting area on the fourth floor, he chose a chair with vacant seats around him, he didn't like to occupy three seats by himself, but he liked a larger space, because it would allow him to spread his legs apart without worrying about squeezing in with others.

He didn't like to be crowded with other people very much, and his experience made him disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

When I was a child, I was crammed into a cheap apartment with my parents, the toilet was a public toilet, the bathroom was a public bathroom, the whole room, bedroom, kitchen, living room were all crammed together, and every night, there were three people lying on a large single bed. At the time of the study, the classroom, which was originally scheduled to be 45 people, had 72 seats, and the backs of the people sitting in the last row were almost against the blackboard behind them, and the seating space of each person was used to the limit, and even the lectern was crowded to the point where there was only room for the teacher to write chalk words.

Why are there so many people?

Sasaka has been thinking about this since he was in third grade.

Why is everything so little, why is it all crammed together?

There were more and more questions in his mind.

Maybe it will get bigger in the future......

He couldn't find the reason and could only hope that something would change in the future.

Later, he lived in the school dormitory, and after graduation, he lived in the company dormitory, but the problems of his childhood were still not solved, and what made him even more incomprehensible was why everyone didn't care, but enjoyed the feeling of crowding.

When it came time to buy a house, Saso insisted on choosing a bigger house, even if it would cost him an extra ten years of debt, but he didn't care, because then he could live in a bigger place.

"It's so crowded......" he whispered as he stood on the subway, his complaint no different from a casual complaint in the ears of the rest of the people.

"It's so crowded......" He sat in the driver's seat of the SUV and looked at the long line in front of him.

"It's so crowded......" When buying New Year's goods, he looked at the queue in front of the supermarket cash register and muttered to himself.

Why are there so many people?

He couldn't figure out this question, and he wondered why the rest of the people still wanted to squeeze in piles, as if they were all enjoying themselves.

"Is there anyone here?" A soft question was heard.

Saso looked up and saw a tired man with white lips that seemed to be a little uncomfortable, this man had combed his thick black hair behind his head, and looked a little handsome in a white shirt with a beige plaid jacket.

It's so crowded...... Why does everyone have to huddle around me, isn't it good to keep a distance between people?

Narrowly thought, but the expression on his face was completely opposite to what he felt inside.

"Absolutely." Saso smiled at the man, shrinking his open legs in the middle.

Suddenly, Saso felt something was wrong with his neck, as if something was pouring out, and at a very fast speed, and at the same time, his body felt weak and stiff.

"Ahh

A piercing scream sounded in the waiting area, attracting everyone's attention, and the doubters turned their heads one after another, and then, they saw a thin-eyed man with a high hairline who had a cut in his neck, and blood was pouring out, and in front of this man was a man with a little bookishness, but the bookishness at this time made him look more like a chilling murderer.

Qian Cangichi found the narrow.

The gushing blood splattered on Qian Cangyi's body, and the smell of blood spread in the air.

Neither the screams nor the roars could stop him from making the next move, and the scalpel he clenched in his right hand slashed at Narrow's neck again.

If before the scalpel went down for the first time, Qian Cangyi still had some doubts about the identity of the person in front of him, then now, he no longer doubts the identity of the other party, and the opening that should have been cut with one knife actually needs two knives to cut it.

In the time when time stopped, he cut the narrow neck twice, and when the scalpel touched the narrow neck, Qian Cangyi felt the resistance from the narrow skin.

At this time, the third knife with all his strength had already hit the target, but it had no expected effect.

The blade passed through the narrow neck as if it were cutting through the air, and there was no longer the original resistance.

At the same moment, Qian Cangyi's gaze fell on the narrow eyes, which were eyes full of murderous intent, and then, the other party's whole person suddenly disappeared, leaving only a trace of blood.

"Catch him!" A middle-aged man with thick arms shouted.

The person he was referring to was undoubtedly Qian Cangyi.

The problem is that no one dares to do anything, not only does no one dare to do it, but the people around them have chosen to take a few steps back, and the timid people have even run away without a trace.

None of this is dead...... It's really troublesome! I guess the security guard will be coming soon, and I need to change my clothes.

Qian Cangyi recalled the map of the hospital in his mind, and walked towards the changing room that Xiao Zuanfeng had said, he needed a clean dress, as for the face, he was not afraid of being recognized by others, because now his face was full of blood.

He ran like a gust of wind.