Chapter 1334 Licheng Crisis 10

Game day three

The first thing Fu Anan does when he wakes up is to check his phone.

Unfortunately, Dr. Zeng still didn't reply to her message, so she sent another message to the doctor early in the morning, wishing him good health, a good life, and peace.

Dr. Zeng, who received the message, showed the expression of a subway old man looking at his phone when he saw the message, and then turned the phone over.

"Director Zeng."

As soon as the nurse came in, she saw him put down his mobile phone with a gloomy look on his face.

"What's wrong?"

"A few patients were sent to the hospital yesterday. Something is wrong. The director asked you to go over and have a look."

Dr. Zeng immediately put on his white coat after hearing this, and the nurse informed the situation while leading the way, "Several injured people were brought here yesterday. They were originally bandaged and treated in time, but their conditions all worsened in the morning. ."

In addition to Dr. Zeng, there are two clinical doctors helping to check their situation.

The wound worsened and turned into pus.

The dark blood on it makes people wonder if the wound from yesterday was not cleaned properly.

"Take care of it."

The doctor in charge yesterday stood up and said with certainty that they worked until night and worked overtime to treat every patient carefully. It would be understandable if one or two people had problems, but now all patients have problems.

Those involved knew that unless the cause could be found, they would be called in for a talk.

"Has the wound been tested for infection?"

"When was the last time the patient was conscious?"

"Show me yesterday's surgery records..."

At this time, the first surgeon in their hospital was asking about the person in charge yesterday. Dr. Zeng glanced at them, then put on gloves and began to examine the patient.

Each injured person had dilated pupils, low body temperature, and extremely slow heartbeat. At the wound, the black blood couldn't stop at all, and it kept flowing, infecting the mattress.

He checked other parts and found that the nails on both hands and feet were blackened to varying degrees, and the limbs became stiff.

Woo——

Woohoo——

The phone in his pocket rang at an inappropriate time.

Turns off and then sounds again.

Looking at this unfamiliar number, Dr. Zeng was stunned for a moment and put down the arm he was studying. As he walked out, the wounded man's fingers suddenly moved under the quilt.

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Dr. Zeng answered the strange call, "Hello?"

"Hey, it's me, Doctor Zeng."

Who else could it be, of course Fu Anan.

"I saw that you didn't reply to my two text messages, so I made a special call to remind you. Didn't I disturb you?"

Dr. Zeng was numb. Decades of medical ethics told him not to yell at patients. “I’ll remember, I will give your case to the brain specialist when he arrives. Try not to give it to him at work.” I call."

“Then can I add you on WeChat?”

Fu Anan immediately hit the snake with a stick, "I also feel that it is too inconvenient to call. WeChat is your phone number, right? Remember to pass it."

Fu Anan hung up the phone happily.

Dr. Zeng sighed deeply for this patient who had a problem with his skull and took away many of his pens.

He turned off his cell phone and walked back. Suddenly he heard screams coming from the ward, and everyone in front of him panicked.

What's wrong?

He hurriedly ran over, but when he was still two or three meters away from the ward, the people inside rushed out.

That was the patient he had just examined a few minutes ago.

At this time, the patient roared in his throat, pinning his colleague to the ground and biting him like a wild beast.