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Chapter 3 Seven Fingers

Li Cu's scream could definitely be recorded in the history of Peking University's First Affiliated Hospital, so that during the period before he was discharged from the hospital, he was called "Scream Lord". It is said that even another administrative building clearly heard the scream. The hospital leaders thought it was a major medical accident or something amazing in the obstetrics and gynecology department.

After yelling, Li Cu kept trying to tear off the tape on his back, but obviously the doctor had already anticipated this situation when the tape was bandaged. All of these tapes were covered with sanitary tape several times. Although he pulled a large part of it, it was difficult to pull it off completely from his body. He pulled it several times but failed. Later, the nurse who rushed over called a few male nurses to come over and pressed him tightly on the bed.

Fortunately, before the plot of giving the madman a sedative to the movie, Li Cu was suppressed by several strong men and calmed down.

When he was pressed back on the bed, his mind was still in a mess, his head still couldn't help but want to look back and his hands stretched back. Fortunately, the nurse was as strong as a cow, pinching him tightly.

At this time, the doctor was also alarmed, ran over, and asked, "What's going on?" but he could see clearly at a glance.

Behind her, several patients from other wards were followed. The doctor turned around and pulled the curtain beside the bed, and then touched Li Cu's forehead. As soon as Li Cu saw the doctor in a white coat, he immediately calmed down.

This is a young female doctor in her thirties. Obviously, this is the first time I have seen her. She is not pretty, but she has a very slim figure. Li Cu has been taking female doctors' routines since she was a child. He doesn't know why, but as long as he sees the female doctor, he will feel relieved.

However, this moment of tranquility did not really calm him down, and the pain behind him suddenly made him fear again.

"Doctor, what is on my back?" he shouted to the doctor, "What did that bastard carve on my back?"

The doctor glanced at the nurse complainingly before frowned and said to Li Cu: "It is not suitable to talk about this topic now. It is better to wait until your health recovers a little. I will tell you when you are with your father."

"Go to you..." Li Cu's emotions suddenly exploded, and he wanted to swear, but when he saw the female doctor in a white coat, he swallowed the second half of the sentence.

The female doctor obviously didn't want to say much, so she gave the caregivers on both sides. Li Cu immediately realized that his age had no say in this situation. If he was tied to the bed, he would be terrible.

Even if he thought he knew even better about how life should be lived than his father, others would not listen to him, which was probably the sorrow of the child. Thinking of his father's face, he suddenly felt very annoyed. No, he must not let himself get into this situation.

"Wait a minute." He decided to take measures, at least fight for it, "Sorry, I was a little out of control just now, but I still want to know what happened to me. I can't rest with this question."

Perhaps this kind of words came out of the young man's mouth, which surprised the female doctor. She glanced at him and said, "Nothing, it's just some scars. You have suffered a very serious knife wound and may leave scars that cannot be eliminated, so we don't want to tell you so early, so you'd better have a good rest."

Li Cu took a breath and cursed in his heart: If you want me to be at ease, make up a better reason. What I just touched was not the same. Seeing that the female doctor was about to leave, Li Cu immediately said: "I don't believe it! Doctor, my parents are divorced, I am seventeen years old, I can take charge of my own affairs. Please tell me the truth."

This is a truth, Li Cu said it calmly, but he also prayed.

The female doctor was stunned for a moment. The nurse and nurse beside her seemed very embarrassed. Li Cu knew there was a way. He shocked many adults with this sentence, so he continued: "Auntie, please."

The female doctor sighed and waved her hand to the nurse beside her. The nurse let go of her hand. She said to Li Cu: "Okay, come with me to the office. As long as you stop tearing your bandage, I will tell you."

"Thank you aunt." Li Cu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't call your aunt, sister." The female doctor walked out without looking back. "Seeing that you are old and mature, I admire you very much. I call you a few nice calls. When you see your back collapse, I may be able to comfort you a few more words."

Li Cu stumbled and followed the female doctor to the office. The pain behind him made him feel uncomfortable.

There was no sofa in the office, only a bed. The female doctor winked at him, so he had to sit on it. At this time, he saw the female doctor's name tag hanging on the clothes hanger on the side.

Liangwan.

"Sister Liang." He asked with the flow, "What department are you from?"

"Are you in charge?" Liang Wan said in a Beijing girl, and then took out a large envelope from the drawer and handed it to him. "Inside is a photo of your back, slowly pull it out, don't call again, you have to endure it no matter how strange it is."

Li Cu nodded, his heart suddenly raised, and he said, "Is it that exaggerated? Is it that a piece of feces or some kind of graffiti tattoo of Shin-chin, a crayon, on his back? If it is true, he doesn't want to live anymore."

Anyway, he didn't have to worry about his demeanor when he got the thing. He quickly opened the envelope, stretched his hand in, and touched a few thin pieces of paper, pulled it out, and there were a few colorful photos printed on the printing paper.

The moment he pulled it out, he still glanced at the envelope and found that it was not from the hospital, but from the Public Security Bureau of Xicheng District, Beijing. He couldn't help but slow down the pull out speed.

However, even though he was slow, Li Cu was still stunned when he saw the photo. At that moment, he didn't believe it was his own back. But he didn't scream. The picture on the photo firmly attracted his eyes, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet. He suddenly realized that it made sense that Liang Wan didn't want him to see it immediately.

These photos were obviously taken on the spot. His back was covered with blood, and the amount of bleeding made him disgusted. He was thinner and had almost no flesh on his back, which made the wounds even more scary and felt that the bones were exposed.

But he knew that the wound was not that deep. If it were that deep, he would definitely not be able to get up and walk now.

If we want to describe in detail, there are many things that can be described in these wounds, but Li Cu's attention was quickly attracted by the shape made up of all the wounds, and he ignored everything else.

At first glance, he saw the wound on his back, forming a hand pattern. And it was not an ordinary hand. This hand had seven fingers. Inside the hand pattern, he saw countless small characters. He didn't recognize these characters at all because they were too small and many of the strokes were very simple, and they were definitely not Chinese characters.

It is unimaginable what the man did to him after he fell into a coma and what kind of pervert would be able to carve so many small marks on his back.

"In four hours, he carved at least four hours on your back, missing the best rescue time. It can be said that he died to carve this pattern on your back."

"Is this person... a pervert?" Li Cu murmured, "Why don't you just draw the Qingming picture on my back!"
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