already? "
"..." Ye Zhao glanced at him speechlessly, frowned and asked: "Didn't you eat yào before I went out? Did the fever go away? Did you just show your good health, so you just got back and started messing around? already?"
Nie Renyan was stunned for a moment, then pointed to the sky, and said with a serious face: "I swear, this time I will never take a shower or run around without clothes."
Ye Zhao: "..."
Fang Siyuan looked up at the sky, pretending that he didn't hear the horse, the wood... The wood had always had a dead face, and he couldn't see any changes.
On the contrary, Xia Zhiming picked up the words: "Have you been running a fever?"
Nie Renyan pointed his finger at the ceiling and looked at Ye Zhao solemnly, so he didn't react.
Ye Zhao nodded and said to Xia Zhiming: "Well, yesterday morning, I found that the burn was very serious, so he took a yào and went to sleep. When I went out, I went to the yào store to buy alcohol to physically cool him down."
"Oh." Xia Zhiming thought for a while, then glanced at Nie Renyan again, and finally took back his thoughtful feelings, returned to his usual appearance, and complained: "Didn't you say that animals don't have fever..."
Nie Renyan lifted his eyelids, raised the corner of his mouth, and twitched, "Thank you for the compliment." As he spoke, the palm on Ye Zhao's back rubbed it imperceptibly.
Ye Zhao: "..."
Just as a few people were chatting, there was a sudden noise downstairs, a series of hurried footsteps sounded in the corridor, and then, the unique whistle of an ambulance came in through the window glass, it seemed that there were more than one car, and they quickly left. to the hospital.
chapter32 [two more]
"What's going on?" Everyone was a little curious. After all, these few people had rarely been hospitalized, and it was rare to see several ambulances dispatched together on a non-fog day.
Nie Renyan walked to the window and glanced down. After the ambulance left, he didn't see much movement downstairs. He shook his head, pulled a chair aside and sat next to Ye Zhao, saying: "I don't know, I don't see anything famous."
"Hi—" Xia Zhiming frowned and thought for a moment, "Could it be that there is another case? The casualties are a bit large?"
Fang Siyuan glanced at his phone and shrugged: "I didn't receive any notification." Xia Zhiming's phone was by the bedside, there were only various condolence text messages and phone calls, and he hadn't received any news about the new case. Wood took out his phone, flipped through it, and shook his head.
Ye Zhao said: "It may also be a communication accident."
"Yeah, that's right." Xia Zhiming thought for a while, and tsk tsk, "If it's really an accident, looking at the dispatch situation, it's probably a big accident, hey."
After a few sighs, Fang Siyuan suddenly patted his head and shouted, "That's right! I almost forgot about the business! What, wood, where did I put that bag?"
Jiao Tianduo looked at him for a few seconds, then pointed blankly at a paper bag standing in front of Xia Zhiming's bedside table.
Looking at the bag that was close at hand, Fang Siyuan laughed twice, reached out and carried it over, took out a large open leaflet and a pencil with a hard brown surface, and said to Ye Zhao, "Brother Ye, I listen to the boss. You have seen a criminal suspect, it is said that it is difficult to describe in words