Chapter 177 The Queen (3)

Nurse Amy Boluo missed opportunities time and time again, and was desperately angry with Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan. After returning from the medical examination center, she couldn't even keep smiling, and her face was worse than ever.

"What's the matter with you?" the other girls at the nurse's station asked her with concern.

"It's nothing." Amy Boro couldn't get in the mood. Failing the mission meant so many terrible consequences. Just thinking about those, she couldn't care about dealing with these naive and stupid "colleagues".

But the girls were still worried, "But you look very uninspired! Tell me, what's the matter? Are you not feeling well?"

Amy Boro felt irritable. She didn't want to talk about it, and answered in a perfunctory and vague way: "Almost."

This attitude made a few young girls not know how to answer the question, so they smiled embarrassingly and went about their business quietly. Only the head nurse who came to collect the records didn't care. She was much older than these young nurses, enthusiastic and patient. She asked Amy Boluo: "Are you feeling uncomfortable during your period? If it's really difficult, go back first. If you can't stand it, I'll arrange for someone else to do it for you. It's only three hours before 7pm anyway."

Amy Boro heard this and suddenly came up with a new idea.

She pretended to hesitate for a few seconds, and said to the head nurse with a guilt face: "It's a little regrettable for the three-hour absence. I haven't missed a day this month, so I can work full time. It would be a pity if I wasted because of these three hours. "

"Then..." The head nurse also hesitated for a moment.

"Can I change to a short class?" Amy Boro said her intentions, but with a pitiful face.

The head nurse looked at her and thought for a while, "Well, I'll let Annie replace you, and you can go to the lounge for a while. She has to go home early at night. You come to pick her up after 8 o'clock and make up for the absence. Why? Sample?"

How about it? Simply fantastic.

Night is a good time. There are fewer nurses on duty than during the day, and the rounds are not as strict. There are far fewer people in the way, and even the police officers who are guarding outside the door will have to take over the shift, so they don't keep their eyes on it so closely. It's just that the night shifts these days have been assigned to other people, and Amy Boro was worried that she had no excuse to cut in, so the head nurse handed her the steps.

She didn't expect everything to go so smoothly, as if God was on her side wishing her success.

Amy Boro nearly laughed, but she held back her weakness and said to the head nurse, "It would be great if it could, thank you."

"Thank you, go and rest." The head nurse said.

To make her discomfort more realistic, Amy Borough actually went to the lounge. She leisurely brushed a bottle of painkillers from the medicine cabinet and poured another glass of water. She unscrewed the cap of the painkiller bottle, shook it a few times, and made it look like she had used it. After drinking another half glass of water, he lay down on the bed, wrapped himself with the quilt from head to toe, and closed his eyes.

Occasionally, colleagues in the lounge came over to change clothes. She pretended to be so similar that no one noticed the problem, and everyone was light-handed, for fear of disturbing her.

She listened to the soft-spoken chats of those colleagues, and occasionally mentioned Horace Ji, she was glad that his condition was getting better and better, and she had a face on the healing quality of Ivy. She didn't care, and kept thinking about her plans for the night. In view of the fact that a series of failures in the afternoon caused a lot of psychological shadows to her, she was actually a little uneasy and not sure.

She was nervous in the dark for a long time, and suddenly realized that the two terrible lawyers had left.

The god of plague is gone, what does she have to worry about?

No, it doesn't exist. After all, she hasn't been planted a few times in so many years.

Thinking of this, Amy Borrow relaxed, and with the calm and calm look of the past, she actually fell asleep.

At 7:00 pm, in the office of the inpatient building.

After the head nurse had arranged everything, he adjusted the attendance schedule in the system and inserted Amy Boro's name.

At the same time, in the restaurant not far from the Ivy Hospital, Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan, who are said to have gone, were sitting on the second floor in neat clothes. topic of conversation outside.

"Are you sure that the laboratory data has not been interfered with by Jacques Bai?" Yan Suizhi asked.

Gu Yan is exchanging information with Qiao: "The researcher in charge of guarding the laboratory has checked the research materials, and there should be no problem."

Yan Suizhi was thoughtful, and re-watched the surveillance video of the afternoon. They all had videos in the corridor and in the laboratory, and they watched it back and forth several times. Jacques Bai in the video did not have any prominent abnormal behavior, no matter how many times it was watched, it was the result. but……

"Where did Jacques Bai go after he left the hospital?" Yan Suizhi asked again.

Gu Yan showed him the information from Qiao's reply, "I asked the same thing just now, and followed Jacques Bai's people to pass the news to Qiao. He left the hospital and went back to his apartment, without going anywhere else."

Joe's new message came again:

- Rest assured, there are people guarding his apartment downstairs 24 hours a day. If he really has a problem, if he doesn't show it today, he will do it tomorrow, if he doesn't show it tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, it will always show up. Once there is any situation, whether good or bad, the person watching will be notified in time.

Yan Suizhi was looking at the information, when Gu Yan's smart phone suddenly "ding" and a prompt popped up——

The Ivy Hospital nurse schedule has been updated.

It's the database they asked Joe for.

"Nurse schedule..." Yan Suizhi didn't click on the update. He pressed the screen down, leaned back in his chair and said to Gu Yan, "Let's make a bet, guess if it's a normal shift change or if our spy nurse made another move. I bet Amy Boro succeeded in putting the I'm stuffed into the night shift, how about you bet?"

"..."

This shameless gambler is here to cheat again.

Gu Yan looked at him for two seconds, then leaned over and kissed him: "I might as well just hand in the chips."

"How can you bet like that?" Yan Suizhi couldn't help but want to laugh.

"You've never seen such a bet before." Gu Yan threw the words back to him, flipped the smart phone screen again, and clicked on the prompt.

Unsurprisingly, the attendance schedule had been revised, and Amy Boro appeared in the night shift column, as they had expected.

At 8 o'clock, the lights in the lounge on the special ward floor turned on. Amy Boluo tucked her loose hair into the nurse's hat and appeared at the nurse's station on time, changing shifts with her colleague Anna, who was in a hurry to go home.

Half an hour later, the police officers outside Horace Ji's gate also began to change their shifts.

The officers who came to change the shift brought dinner to the officers guarding the gate and greeted each other. Those who go to the bathroom, those who gobble their meals, those who understand the situation during the day... Every time the shift is changed at the gate of the ward, it becomes very lively, and liveliness means another point - chaos.

Usually, whether it is a nurse or a doctor, no matter what they do, the police officers will watch carefully without leaving any gaps.

Only this time is an exception. Amy Boluo had used this time a few times before, so she wasn't her home court during the day, and she was only experienced at night.

She pinpointed the time almost with familiarity, and when the police officers were distracted, she took the tray to the pharmacy with a calm face.

Horace Ji's dispensing of medicines has special nurses taking turns during the day. There are limited staff on duty at night, and one person has to cover the entire process. Amy Boro swiped the order, and a bunch of things were delivered in precise doses. Two anti-inflammatory pills, one antipyretic pill, one special medicine for infection, and a cup of granules to soothe the stomach and stop vomiting.

"Eh? Isn't it Anna today?" The pharmacist glanced at her and asked curiously.

"She has something to do at home, I'll take her shift." Amy Boro smiled, putting these things on the tray under her nose.

There are a lot of cameras here, from every angle. No amount of movement can escape, so Amy Borough did not choose to start here.

She walked along the corridor to the special ward. There was a door in the middle of the corridor, which was half-open all the year round, leading to the safety stairs. The side camera there will just be blocked by half a door, and there is a monitoring blind spot. At the moment of passing there, she moved her hands and feet a little, as long as she paid attention to the angle and amplitude, she would not have any chance of being discovered.

This is not the first time Amy Boro has done such a thing. When she got there, she didn't stop, not even the frequency. She didn't look sideways, only when she passed the half door, she lightly raised the little finger of her right hand, and a transparent pill fell into the antiemetic granule gently and skillfully. The granule splattered with water marks twice, and returned to calm.

At this time, even if someone stared at the hospital monitoring screen without blinking, they would not see any abnormality due to the angle.

done!

Amy Boro's face was as usual, but she laughed in her heart: Sure enough, this kind of thing is actually very simple. Those accidents during the day, which are just accidental, can actually be done easily with just a touch of a finger.

She could even feel that the pill melted quickly in the granule, it was colorless and odorless, and no trace could be detected. As long as no one saw the moment she administered the medicine and left no evidence that she threw the pills into the cup, everything would be without a trace. Two hours later, Horace Ji would again be in a nasty state of fever, vomiting, and infection all over his body. These symptoms would prove that the Ivy Hospital could do nothing about the infection, and would force Horace Ji to move into a mansion controlled by Manson. Infection Treatment Center.

To put it 10,000 steps back, if Horace Ji was not successfully transferred, then he would also collapse and die from this repeated infection.

At that time, not only will his death not raise suspicion, the Ivy Hospital will also need to bear the responsibility for the poor treatment.

Kill two birds with one stone, perfect.

Numerous follow-up influences flashed through her mind, and the more she thought about it, the more complacent she became, and her steps became brisk.

However, she just walked a few steps when she felt a light tap on her shoulder.

A familiar voice came from behind her, and someone said to her unhurriedly and politely, "Miss Boluo, sorry to disturb you, you may have missed something with us."