After Yang Zongbao returned to Yang Zhai, he heard Uncle Mei saying that the old lady was a little uncomfortable, so he took a look.
"I'm fine. You have to go and rest after a long day!" The old lady was leaning on the bed and was in good spirits: "My body is still strong, and I will definitely be fine if I don't announce my grandson!"
Yang Zongbao checked the old lady¡¯s pulse and found that she just had typhoid fever, so he didn¡¯t care.
When I returned to the room, I was surprised to find Yang Fenghuang waiting there, showing little interest.
Yang Zongbao went over, took Fenghuang's hand, and played with it carefully.
Yang Fenghuang¡¯s fingers are long and slender, with thick fingertips that feel like cat paws.
Yang Fenghuang didn't move, letting Yang Zongbao play with him.
"Jealous?"
Yang Zongbao¡¯s laughter filled his chest, causing Phoenix¡¯s heart to feel numb, and his face turned red: ¡°No!¡±
"" Yang Fenghuang's rebuttal made Yang Zongbao not sure how to explain it for a moment. There was a time when Yang Zongbao hoped to only face one woman in his life, but things seemed to have changed now, so he didn't know how to comfort Yang Fenghuang.
"I know everything!" Seeing that Yang Zongbao was silent, Yang Fenghuang comforted him: "Actually, I have struggled for a long time to be able to be with you today, so it's all my choice! It has nothing to do with you! Although you have me here!" Yang Fenghuang tapped Yang Zongbao's chest with his hand and continued: "But I also know that there are many people here besides me!"
Yang Zongbao took hold of Yang Fenghuang and moved his hands randomly, sighing: "I'm sorry!"
"There's nothing we can do about it!" Yang Fenghuang forced a smile, then stood up: "I'll work overtime tonight! You have a good rest!"
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Yang Zongbao did not force Fenghuang to stay. He knew that she was not as open-minded as she appeared on the surface. The so-called working overtime at night is just an excuse to escape, and they both know it.
Yang Zongbao suddenly walked to the window and looked at the night outside the window, speechless. I don¡¯t know when things started to become like this. At first, he just wanted to be an ordinary doctor, just saving lives and healing the wounded, but he didn't expect to reach this point But now that he has reached this point, he can only continue
Early the next morning, Rigui came to pick Yang Zongbao up for work as usual.
When the car drove out of Furong Road, Yang Zongbao thought he saw a red figure: "Rigui, did you see the person in red just now?"
"No!" the Japanese ghost was surprised.
"No!" Yang Zongbao's tone was indescribably lonely.
After arriving at the hospital, Yang Zongbao was immediately called to the pediatric department by Zhou Yi.
"What's wrong?" Yang Zongbao didn't have time to change clothes, so he could only solve it on the road.
"Several kindergarten children came to the pediatric department. They all have the same disease - uremia! But master, you know that uremia is not contagious! How could it happen at the same time?" Zhou Yi ran with Yang Zongbao.
"What's your conclusion?" Yang Zongbao finally arrived at the pediatric department. Family members gathered around the door of the ward. When they saw Yang Zongbao, they hurriedly gathered around and asked.
Yang Zongbao can understand the mood of the parents, but he must first see the young patient. So I pushed through the crowd and entered the ward.
There were three children lying in the ward, they looked about 3-4 years old. Yang Zongbao walked over and started a full body examination.
"Master!" Zhou Yi squeezed in later, very embarrassed.
"Kidney failure!" Yang Zongbao opened the medical records on the bedside and said, "Without a kidney transplant, I wouldn't be able to survive these few days!" Yang Zongbao looked very serious.
"I saw their CT scan, and the kidneys were densely packed with stones!" Zhou Yi felt very disappointed when he heard that Yang Zongbao had no choice.
"Stones?" Yang Zongbao also noticed this: "How can there be stones?"
"I also find it strange, but after carefully asking the families of these children about their diet at home, I found that there is no problem. They all go to the same kindergarten, so I suspect"
"Do you suspect what the kindergarten fed them?" Yang Zongbao then said to Zhou Yi: "It's a pity that these children cannot undergo surgery. There are too many stones to be removed. Look at their renal pelvis, it is as thin as a piece of paper. ! The kidneys are almost nonfunctional!¡±
¡°I¡¯m going to arrange a test for the family members. What if there is a qualified kidney that can be transplanted?¡± Zhou Yi said and walked out.
There was a loud noise at the door again.
Yang Zongbao looked at the innocent children on the three beds, and for some reason a red sound flashed before his eyes.
Zhou Yi acted vigorously and called the police while checking the parents¡¯ matching.
Director Zhong asked Yang Ming to take care of this matter. Yang Ming acted quickly and immediately told the whole story from the kindergarten director's mouth. It turns out that a pharmaceutical company gave some experimental products to children to try out. To put it bluntly, it was a human experiment.
When Zhou Yi reported to Yang Zongbao, Yang Zongbao seemed a little absent-minded.
"Master?" Zhou Yi asked tentatively: "What's wrong with you?"
"What's the name of that company?" Yang Zongbao came back to his senses.
"Qi Rui or something! I didn't hear clearly! But Yang Ming has already led people to investigate!"
"How are the children?"
"There is no match! Other children in the kindergarten have also come for examination, and they all have stones in varying degrees, but they are not so serious It can be regarded as a great belief in disbelief!" Zhou Yi sighed.
"Send your child's information to Seattle! It would be great if you can get in line!"
Zhou Yi replied in surprise: "Yes!"
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When Yang Zongbao got off work, he asked Rigui to find a random parking lot and park the car.
The Japanese ghost didn¡¯t ask why, he just subconsciously felt something was wrong.
The light in the parking lot was very weak, and no one noticed Rigui and Yang Zongbao sitting in the car.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Yang Zongbao¡¯s cell phone rang. Without hesitation, Yang Zongbao picked up the phone.
After a while, Yang Zongbao put down the phone and said to the Japanese ghost: "Nancheng Alley!"
"Okay!" Rigui restarted the car.
He felt keenly that there was something different tonight. The Japanese ghost didn't ask, but the blood in his body was surging.
Nancheng Alley is an old city that has not yet been developed. Although there is no development, most of the residents have moved out because of the dilapidated buildings. After Rigui took Yang Zongbao to the entrance of the alley, he lit a cigarette in the car.
"Gun!" Yang Zongbao asked, "Have you brought it?"
"I always carry it with me in the car!" Rigui opened the front basket of the car, took out two guns from it, and handed one to Yang Zongbao.
¡°You¡¯re not afraid of being caught, running around with these things!¡± Yang Zongbao scolded him after taking them. The Japanese ghost chuckled and didn't mind.
"Sir, why don't you call some more people?" Rigui asked.
"If you call anyone more, they will run away!" Yang Zongbao stared out the car window: "A few children with uremia came to the hospital today!"
"Well, I've heard about it!" The Japanese ghost looked inside and his eyes became vicious: "Did those dogs and Japanese inside do it?"
"Absolutely!" Yang Zongbao sighed: "It may still be my fault!"
"Huh?" The Japanese ghost didn't understand how this matter had anything to do with his grandfather.
"Wait a minute, don't be soft. Now you have to blame your fault on others to make yourself feel a little better!" Yang Zongbao laughed at himself, opened the car door and got out
The Japanese ghost didn¡¯t know how to describe the battle he experienced this time. All are people, all are blood
When Yang Zongbao finally walked up to the red figure, the clothes on his body had changed color¡ªstained red by blood.
"Are you here?" The red figure looked at Yang Zongbao, who was covered in blood, leisurely like a thorny rose.
"Well! Qiangwei, your hospitality has deteriorated a lot!" Yang Zongbao coughed twice, bringing out some pink foamy sputum. His lungs were burning, and he was probably injured.
"Why did Dean Yang come here?" Qiangwei said sarcastically and looked at Yang Zongbao with very bitter eyes.
"For the experimental drugs you gave the children!" Yang Zongbao found a chair and sat down.
"What are you talking about? Why don't I understand it at all? Besides, does Dean Yang really think he is God? He cares about so many people?"
Yang Zongbao had long expected that there would be such a day between him and Qiangwei sooner or later.
"Don't do it! I beg you!" Yang Zongbao sighed.
Suddenly Qiangwei became angry: "You beg me? How can you beg me? You are Yang Zongbao!"
"George is dead!"
Qiangwei calmed down with just one sentence.
"You know that George is dead! Because of his death, I did something wrong. Today's disaster can be considered retribution!"
"Master!" Rigui heard that Yang Zongbao's words actually meant to die, and hurriedly spoke to stop him.
"Rigui, you go out first!" Yang Zongbao waved his hand: "I haven't gone out for half an hour, so you can leave by yourself!"
"Master!" The Japanese ghost is naturallyCan't agree.
"Go quickly!" Yang Zongbao brought out more bloody phlegm because of his exertion.
Knowing Yang Zongbao¡¯s temper, the Japanese ghost gave Qiangwei a hard look and left without looking back.
"Yang Zongbao, you are always like this, making others think you are a good person, and you act like a good person. But, you are the most selfish person in the world!" Qiangwei sneered.
"What do you want?" Yang Zongbao asked without caring about Qiangwei's sarcasm.
"Uh!" Qiangwei didn't expect Yang Zongbao to ask this: "I want you to die!"
Without any hesitation, Yang Zongbao raised the gun in his hand and his head: "If this is what you want! Also, let those children go!"
"You think so well, it's so easy to pay back what you owe me?" Qiangwei hurriedly stopped her.
"That's right. But I don't know what I owe you?" Yang Zongbao nodded, put down his gun, and decided to make it clear first: "You got married, I went, but you still got married!"
"Me!" Qiangwei suddenly felt very irritable. Yang Zongbao's words were correct. Marriage was her own choice: "But you did harm my father!"
"It was he who harmed your father!" Yang Zongbao was not willing to take the blame.
"Butbut" Qiangwei couldn't find the words to refute.
"What you are doing now is the same as your father!" Yang Zongbao finally emphasized.