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- w "I just know how ugly he is when he smiles." Qiangwei said with disgust.
Actually Qiangwei is right, now Yang Zongbao is uglier when he laughs than when he cries. He is so skinny, but there is no one who seems to have tears in the corners of his eyes and smiles. But Qiangwei didn't force Yang Zongbao very much. For now, it was better to give Yang Zongbao surgery as soon as possible: "Let's go."
"Where are you going?" Yang Zongbao, who was sitting on the ground and finally regained his composure, was sweating profusely and did not understand what Qiangwei meant.
"It's surgery, what else can you do? You have a perforated stomach, I don't know!" Qiangwei almost rolled her eyes up, but never rolled them down again: "Do you really want to die?"
After Qiangwei finished speaking, Yang Zongbao did not respond for a long time.
"You should move faster and don't let me use force." Qiangwei was really impatient now.
"I won't leave." Yang Zongbao supported the wall and stood up reluctantly: "I haven't eaten for a long time. Even if there is a gastric perforation, it will not cause a large-scale infection in the abdomen. So you don't care about me."
Qiangwei laughed angrily: "So you already knew."
"As a doctor, how can you not know the condition of your body?" Yang Zongbao felt that he was justified.
"But your face looks ugly and you have lost too much blood." This is Yang Zongbao. If it were anyone else, Qiangwei would not be interested in caring about other people's lives.
"I've seen it, and I didn't vomit much blood, and the amount of black stool was not very large. The reason why I'm pale now is that I was shot in my foot. Even if it's stomach bleeding, the amount of bleeding in a day is less than 100ml, and I can still hold on. "Yang Zongbao gritted his teeth and held on. Although he said there was nothing wrong with him, in reality he was almost running out of gas.
"You really don't care about your own life?" Qiangwei roared, this Yang Zongbao is really a stubborn cow.
"I care, but what about the patients here?" Because Qiangwei was already angry, Yang Zongbao calmed down: "I just want to do something for the patients here."
"What to do? Do you want to explain it here?"
"I don't want to, I just want to watch the most dangerous time pass. This way I at least have some peace of mind. Qiangwei, if you are really good for me, give me some anti-inflammatory, gastric acid suppression drugs, and intravenous nutrition. Look at me I don¡¯t want to eat anymore, I¡¯m taking good care of my body. Don¡¯t worry, everything is under my control,¡± Yang Zongbao begged.
"What do you say, Japanese ghost?" Qiangwei aimed her artillery fire at the Japanese ghost, who had been silent and had no sense of existence. The Japanese ghost has been following Yang Zongbao.
"The boss can do whatever he wants." Rigui stated his position firmly.
"Okay, okay, okay, just wait for me." Qiangwei opened the curtain and walked away.
As soon as Qiangwei left, Yang Zongbao could no longer hold on and sat down on the ground.
"Boss" Rigui hurriedly stepped forward worriedly: "Do you want some water?"
"No, no need" Yang Zongbao refused breathlessly: "You can't take in water, I just need to rest for a while."
"But your body" Rigui was still worried.
"It's okay, Qiangwei will be back soon." Yang Zongbao knew that Qiangwei might be cruel to others, but towards Yang Zongbao she was a typical cold-blooded person.
Sure enough, after a while, Qiangwei came back with something: "You might as well die."
"You can't bear to part with it." Yang Zongbao said with a smile, "Oh."
"It hurts, right? It hurts a little more so you can remember." Qiangwei deliberately did not insert the infusion needle into the blood vessel on the back of Yang Zongbao's hand quickly, but walked under the skin for a while before finally entering the blood vessel. Human pain receptors are concentrated on the skin, so the pain is the most when the needle is drilled into the skin.
Having suffered this pain for no reason, Yang Zongbao did not dare to express himself, so he could only suffer a hidden loss. If he dared to cry out for pain, then the pain he would suffer later would not be resolved with such a little pain. You must know that Qiangwei is the famous red witch, and she will never stop playing with the dead. Is Qiangwei afraid of playing with the dead? Yang Zongbao immediately denied the question, so it was better to keep his mouth shut at this moment.
"You take a rest." Qiangwei finished injecting Yang Zongbao and when she was about to explain, she found that Yang Zongbao had fallen asleep. There was a slight exhalation sound coming from the nose, and the circles under the eye sockets could have fallen directly into the mouth and been eaten. The brows were deeply furrowed and still not released, and the hands were covering the stomach, but the eyes were closed. It looked like he was extremely tired, even though his stomach hurt, he still fell asleep.
Reluctant to disturb Yang Zongbao, Qiangwei stood up and suddenly glanced at the Japanese ghost.
The Japanese ghost immediately tensed his skin reflexively.
"Watch carefully." Qiangwei bit out these few words from her teeth and let them go.?Ghost.
The Japanese ghost broke out in a cold sweat, he was almost scared to death just now. It's not that Qiangwei made any substantive statement, it's just that the Red Witch's reputation was so great that she couldn't help but be wary of others.
"Hehehehehehe"
The Rose Man left, but the laughter came back, making the Japanese ghost unable to relax at all times. Looking at Yang Zongbao who was sleeping in the corner, Rigui sat cross-legged in front of the boss, guarding him.
Yang Zongbao actually didn¡¯t sleep peacefully. Yang Zongbao actually knew when Qiangwei went out, but he was so exhausted that he couldn't open his eyes.
As the bits and pieces entered the body bit by bit, Yang Zongbao¡¯s mind began to resume operation
"Help, help, I'm not infected"
I don¡¯t know how much time passed, but Yang Zongbao was frightened and woke up. In my dream, I always hear countless people shouting "help" to me.
"boss?"
As soon as Yang Zongbao woke up, the Japanese ghost asked immediately.
"It's okay." Yang Zongbao immediately understood his situation. His posture after waking up was the same as before he fell asleep. Judging from the stiffness of his body, Yang Zongbao had not been moved since he fell asleep.
"Did the Japanese ghost hear anything?" Yang Zongbao asked worriedly.
The Japanese ghost listened silently and then said: "Yes."
"Let's go out and take a look." Yang Zongbao struggled to get up from the ground.
Rigui picked up Yang Zongbao and walked out without saying a word.
A group of people are being sent over outside. Almost everyone who was sent was crying.
"You are demons, why do you do this to us?"
Suddenly a woman broke free from her restraints and rushed to Yang Zongbao and scolded him.
Yang Zongbao was speechless.
The woman was quickly taken away by the soldiers who caught up.
"What a madman." The Japanese ghost said dissatisfied.
"No, she is right. We have no right to treat them like this. Even if they may be infected with the plague. You must know that everyone is equal and we have no rights." To the Japanese ghost's surprise, Yang Zongbao did not respond to the woman's offense. angry.
¡°Humph¡¡± The Japanese ghost disagreed.
Yang Zongbao did not expect the Japanese ghost to understand him: "Let's start working."
"But boss, you're not done yet." Rigui disapproved of Yang Zongbao's waste of his body.
"It's okay, isn't there still you?"
When Rigui heard what Yang Zongbao said, he didn¡¯t know whether he should be happy or not.
Helped Yang Zongbao and followed the person who had just been sent over, he entered an examination room on the square.
Because someone was struggling violently, everyone who entered was tied to a makeshift bed.
"Help"
"Help¡¡"
"help me¡¡"
""
The voices asking for help rose and fell. Yang Zongbao noticed that the patient on one bed did not call for help. The conditioned reflex of being a doctor for many years made Yang Zongbao subconsciously choose to be the first patient to be quiet.
When he walked to the bed, Yang Zongbao realized that there was a narrow road between him and his enemy, the woman who started cursing at him.
"Hmph, coward, do you dare to take off the mask?" The woman's eyes were about to burst into flames when she looked at Yang Zongbao.
"Am I sick? Are you taking off my mask just because you said that?" Yang Zongbao laughed.
"Let me out, you have no right to do this to us." The woman shook her arms desperately at this time, but it didn't help, and her body was still firmly controlled on the bed.
"Don't worry, we will make arrangements when we find out the cause of your fever." Yang Zongbao patiently drew the woman's blood.
¡°What if I¡¯m really infected?¡± the woman suddenly asked.
Yang Zongbao paused his hand, and then continued to draw blood: "If it is really the case, we will try our best to treat it."
"Is he bound to die?"
¡°The mortality rate is very high.¡± Yang Zongbao finished drawing blood.
¡°Can I see my family?¡± the woman begged.
"No." Yang Zongbao decisively refused and walked to the next patient.
"You will die badly, let me go" The woman began to lose control of her spirit and became hysterical.
With a heavy heart, Yang Zongbao began to test the blood drawn. I almost desperately hope that there are one or two pseudo-infections in there. But the result was disappointing. All sixteen people in this group were infected.
Unwilling to deal with the next sixteen people, Yang Zongbao silently continued to do his homework before going to bed.Unfinished work.
People kept being sent there, and they were constantly disappointed. After two days, signs of mass deaths began to appear. When Yang Zongbao came out of the building with a beard on his face, he found bruised corpses being transported out of the school. Among the corpses that were transported out, Yang Zongbao found the body of the woman who had cursed him two days ago.
"There is still one day." Yang Zongbao said with a heavy heart.
"Yeah." Rigui hasn't slept for a few days, and his ugly face is even more shameful.
Faintly, it seemed that something was about to happen, fewer and fewer people were being sent, the thick smoke a few streets away had not stopped in the past few days, and the smell of meat was nauseating. No one can eat anything fishy these days.
When it was finally evening, it started to rain. As the rain got heavier, the air around me became cooler. Finally took away some of the suffocating smell.
"Boss, I finally feel a little more comfortable." Rigui opened his nostrils as wide as possible and breathed in the air that was purified a little by the rain.
"" Yang Zongbao became even more serious. With the rain and the rising temperature, the plague had just entered the turning point of the epidemic. He didn't know what sudden changes would happen: "Come here." Yang Zongbao shouted towards the soldiers. call.
"Yes, sir." A soldier hurried to Yang Zongbao and said excitedly.
"Don't burn the body. Dig the ground three feet and spread lime to bury it." Yang Zongbao saw that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there was already a trend of heavy rain, so he couldn't burn the body at all.
"Yes." The soldier may have received orders from his superiors and obeyed Yang Zongbao absolutely.
Yang Zongbao also discovered that when there was a problem here, almost everyone would come to him for advice. This must be inseparable from William.
"Boss" Japanese ghost also discovered Yang Zongbao's abnormality.
"Stop talking, prepare for the worst."
"What?"
Seeing that the Japanese ghost looked confused, Yang Zongbao explained with a wry smile: "Die here." m - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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