One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband Chapter 440: Breathed in a cold sweat

Nalan Xiner knocked on the door of the small clinic in a relaxed mood.

It was quiet in the small clinic. She called out twice, "Doctor Fatty, are you there?" "Sister Nurse, are you there?"

No one answered.

Dr. Fatty's desk was dusty, and the visit record on it was still open, and a pen was scattered nearby.

Nalan Xiner stepped forward and took a look. The date was written more than ten days ago, the day after her last visit to the small clinic.

She frowned and muttered, "It's really an unreliable small clinic. If it closes, it closes, and if it closes, it closes... Where did you go to travel? You don't put a notice at the door or anything..."

He picked up the pen and left a note to Dr. Fatty, telling him that she didn't want the malachite, and that his tortoise shell naturally belonged to her. If you have any questions, call her.

Turn around to leave, but Nalan Xiner suddenly stopped.

Something's wrong.

It's very wrong.

If Dr. Fatty goes on a trip, why isn't the door of the small clinic locked?

Although there is only one doctor and one nurse in the clinic, you shouldn't be in such a hurry before you leave. You don't even have to clean up the table, right?

Nalan Xiner turned around suspiciously, always feeling an indescribable smell in the air...

Unexpectedly, she opened the curtain and walked into the inner room.

The inner chamber is a simple examination room with some instruments and a bed for the patient to lie down and examine.

Nalan Xiner saw some instruments and remembered that she had been fooled by the fat doctor when she came to the small clinic a few times before, saying that the uncle might be Tintin, and that she might have accidentally become pregnant.

Now that I think about it, it's hilarious.

Quack doctor! Pit goods!

She glanced across the floor, and her light smile suddenly condensed on her lips.

A piece of white clothes was exposed at the foot of the bed.

That's the doctor's white coat!

Nalan Xiner's heartbeat suddenly tightened, and a very bad premonition seized her heart.

"Go! - It's too late to leave now!"

"Don't be curious!—the more you know, the faster you die."

"Don't mind your own business - everyone sweeps the snow in front of their own door, don't worry about the frost on other people's tiles!"

All of the above thoughts flashed through her mind.

However, she still walked to the foot of the bed.

Although Dr. Fatty is a scumbag, her attitude towards her is not bad. Flicker and flicker. In fact, she didn't cheat her of any money, and she didn't prescribe any messy medicine, and she honestly helped her get tested. The toxins in the shrimp dumplings...honestly, that fat man isn't too bad.

At least during the days of waiting for the test results, it gave her a hope and a reassurance.

If she pretended not to see it at the moment, it would not be Nalan Xiner's style.

Steps, towards the foot of the bed, approaching step by step.

She leaned down and looked inside the foot of the bed, in a dark corner.

Seeing this, I broke out in a cold sweat!

A man's body, wearing a white coat, lay rigidly in the corner, because of the cover of the bed, it could not be seen from the outside.

Nalan Xiner stroked her heart, summoned up her courage, and dragged him out with her white coat.

Now you can see clearly, the man's chubby face, sunken cheeks, blue complexion, bulging eyes...no breathing!

This is Doctor Fatty.

To be exact, this is the body of Dr. Fatty.

Her heart was beating violently, and the question came - what kind of corpse can lie under the bed and not rot for more than ten days? !