The mother looked a little sad and asked, "What does this mean?"
"It's just a patient who is not very well, and wants to go home for the last time." The little girl has probably just worked for two years, and she has not seen much life and death. These days, it has suddenly become so chaotic, which is probably a bit unacceptable. Knowing if he thought of those crying patients' family members, his eyes were a little red, and he said: "Except for a few patients who were not in good condition, their condition suddenly improved, most of them suffered from sudden and sudden failure of visceral function, or Patients whose condition has deteriorated to the point where they cannot be operated on. One group went away last night, another group went away this morning, and just now a few more were in bad condition."
After the little nurse left, everyone's expressions became solemn. Wood's mobile phone suddenly rang, he answered the phone, the other party didn't know what to say, he listened for a while, then "um", hung up the phone, and said to Xia Zhiming: "The people sent above are on the plane at noon. Here, A Yuan and I will go back to the bureau." Then he patted Fang Siyuan on the back of the head, signaling him to get up and prepare to leave.
Xia Zhiming nodded and said to Ye Zhao, "You two should go back too, and pick me up from the hospital tomorrow if it's convenient." He pointed to his knee, "It will take a few days to recover completely."
"Yeah." Ye Zhao nodded, picked up the insulation box and stood up, "I'll help you with the discharge procedures tomorrow by the way."
He and Nie Renyan followed Fang Siyuan and the others out of the ward and into the elevator.
When he pressed the floor and the elevator door closed, Ye Zhao suddenly made a "tsk" sound.
"What's wrong?" Nie Renyan carried the bag with the insulation box in his hand, and said, "The wound is uncomfortable or the waist—"
Ye Zhao moved his elbow expressionlessly.
Nie Renyan responded: "I'll shut up."
Ye Zhao: "... I just have a bad feeling, maybe—" He hesitated for a while, then frowned and said, "It's going to get foggy again."
Fang Siyuan froze for a moment and asked, "Brother Ye, are you sure? About when?" Then he took out his phone from his pocket and swiped on the screen.
"I don't know the exact time. Every time I feel it, I can only confirm it is about two days." Ye Zhao replied.
"I see." Fang Siyuan nodded, and quickly pressed his thumb on the phone screen for a while. "It's done!"
Ye Zhao was a little puzzled: "Are you notifying anyone?"
"Oh, I have a friend that I have known since childhood, the kind that has a very strong relationship, is a master of computer experts, and the kind of dead technical house, he knows a lot of good people, last time the boss asked me to see if they can I can't think of a way to notify the most people about the foggy news as quickly as possible, he said it's no problem for them. I'm texting him."
Ye Zhao remembered what Xia Zhiming said in the car the day he first came to the city, understood a little, nodded and said, "Tell your friends to be careful, after all, this is not an officially permitted behavior."
Fang Siyuan put the phone back in his pocket and said, "Well, they have some."
chapter39
The main building of this hospital is twin-shaped, with two main high-rise buildings connected with one and two floors in the middle. north