I have seen an old man, walking with his wife, I don't know whose bear child took the stone upstairs and threw it down, smashed his head and broke the blood. I was very calm, and the blood slowly went down my face

I have seen an old man, walking with his wife, I don't know whose bear child took the stone upstairs and threw it down, smashed his head and broke the blood. He was very calm, the blood slowly flowed down his face, and the uncle put his hands on his thighs, and he did not panic, did not have any expression, and also cooperated with the treatment. But soon two Mercedes G series drove directly over, only down a middle-aged man in his forties, I felt like the son of an old man, suit, jeans. I didn't hear anything and left in a moment. But when I passed by the place where uncle was smashed after work, I saw a group of people gathered together and looked like a group of excited people. When I went back to inquire about the uncle and aunt downstairs, it was said that a large group of people knocked on the door door to door, and the homes of children were questioned, and it was said that some families were beaten.

Two. I used to listen to a case from my surgery teacher in class.

It is said that one day a patient was sent in the evening, and he was slashed several times on the body, leaving a lot of blood. However, it is all trauma and there is no danger to life. The only serious thing is that the blood and flesh on the hand are blurred, and two fingers are close to being cut off and shrugged on the hand, when the patient came, he begged the teacher to say that he must keep his fingers, he did not want to be disabled. After a busy night, the operation was very successful, and the patient was discharged after a period of time. When the patient was discharged from the hospital, he thanked the teacher very much and had to invite the teacher to dinner, but the teacher smiled and politely refused.

Later, after a long time, on a rainy day, the teacher rode his bicycle to work, but he did not expect to drop the chain halfway, so he parked the bicycle on the side of the road to repair. Unexpectedly, a car suddenly stopped on the side of the road, a middle-aged man with a large waist and a gold chain did not say anything and squatted down to help the teacher press the car chain, it was difficult to press, the teacher also thought it was a strange warm person. As a result, the middle-aged man raised his dirty hand and said, Dr. Zhang, you don't know me, my finger is what you pressed for me. Then he smiled, turned to the BMW and left.

Three. When I was in high school, I once kicked a ball and fell, ran to the hospital to treat the wound, there were a lot of people in the surgical treatment room, two policemen sandwiched a strong man, the head was open, the doctor wanted to give him anesthesia, he said no, the police were very angry, and the doctor said how to get it, so the big brother disdainfully muttered something, the police immediately opened the bow left and right four big mouths, the big brother struggled to resist, two policemen beat him up, directly to him on the ground. The doctor was not ambiguous, crouched on the ground to shave his hair, rinsed his wounds, really did not have anesthesia, the big brother's scream can still be remembered. At that time, in the eighties, gangster police officers were tough guys.

Four. Write one.

The patient, male, in his 70s, suffered a stroke.

There is a dragon tattooed on the back, which is lifelike, just like the dragon robe embroidered in the TV series. The word Zhongyi is tattooed on the shoulder, which is unusually eye-catching compared to the thin body.

Every day, some Daoist people would come to see him and respect him very much, and although he could not speak clearly, the old man could still scare some little into a daze. Every three to five years, there are also big brother-level figures to visit, and it can be seen that the old man has a high status in the minds of the big brothers. Sometimes I will talk a little (after all, I was young and not afraid of death), people are really open.

Then the story takes a turn...

For a while, the strict check was strict, the younger brothers did not come, and the eldest brother also put down the fruit basket and said two words and left.

In the evening, after the nurse left, a man in his 30s came to see him and then greeted the doctor on duty. I've always wondered why he didn't come with anyone else, and never revealed his identity, and the point is that the director never cared...

Finally, it was my turn on duty, and I also met people's homes, and I realized that people were our big internal guards, and the old man used to be too. When the old man was young, he did something similar to undercover work, so he had tattoos, and now the eldest brother is his former little brother. After a lifetime of work, there are no children and no daughters, in addition to being sick and new year, there will be people to comfort, other times are all kinds of little brothers to accompany the old man to play.

I heard that the old man is also the captain of the patrol team of a certain street.

Five. This story was told to me by my grandfather when I went to the hospital as a doctor. At that time, my father was a small orthopedic doctor and was on his own emergency class. In the middle of the night, someone smashed the door of the duty room, and after opening the door, he found that one big brother was holding another big brother, with a vicious expression, and the face of the one who was supported was covered with blood. My dad didn't look good and quickly prepared to stitch it. Before sewing, the eldest brother said that there was no money on him, and my father said, the money will be said later, first save people. Finally, after all was done, the eldest brother undressed himself, pinned two axes to his waist, and said to my father: You little boy can, just now if we don't have money, we will not be cured, I will designate you to be hacked to death! In fact, my father had already seen something in his eldest brother's waist, but he was still very afraid. After telling the story, the old man told me that as a doctor in China, you must not only know the medical skills, but also see people, and you must be able to see what kind of patients can be treated and how to treat them, otherwise you are the one who suffers losses. I will use this sentence for the rest of my life.

Six. It was also at that time, when Shenzhen was really chaotic, I didn't dare to bring any bags when I went out, and I couldn't carry a vegetable bag at most. Necklaces, rings, earrings and other things that people want to grab are sitting on the motorcycle directly down, no matter where the jewelry is, if you can't pull down and swing the knife, cut until you let go. Don't think it's sensational, it's all true, I've seen it with my own eyes.

At that time, there was a doctor in the hospital, I don't remember what the family name was, I knew it was a woman, very good-looking, good-looking, good-looking, before giving me yogurt. One evening I went out and saw that almost half of her body was covered in blood, covering her face and staggering to the emergency room. I didn't know what was going on, but the next day I heard that she had earrings on her ears at that time, and people pulled off half of her ears. Because her ear hurt really hurt, she covered it with her hand, and then the hand that was covered was also cut off by the Biker Party... After work, people walked back to the hospital after being robbed...

People have always asked me before, isn't it terrible to write ghost stories?

I don't think it's that scary, because human malice is clearly more intense than that of nothingness. I'm still more afraid of people than ghosts.