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Chapter 119 Meeting Ieyasu Tokugawa in the Bathroom

Luoyang saw Tian Guolong, but only through the window.

Tian Guolong was lying on the hospital bed, wearing an oxygen mask and no quilt. He only had a pair of small pants on his body, and his body was covered with electrodes from various testing instruments.

Through a thick layer of tempered glass, Luoyang saw the heartbeat number on the heart monitor. It was only in the thirties, occasionally jumping to forty. This was a very dangerous situation. With this heartbeat number, if Tian Guolong...

If he could still get up from the bed, he would pass out in just a few seconds.

Luoyang said to Hu Bufei: "Brother Hu, go and negotiate and let me go in and take a look."

We just talked back in the office and it was a bit unpleasant. Luoyang didn't want to talk to that Peng Haitao.

Hu Bufei nodded and walked to negotiate with Peng Haitao, who had accompanied him.

Peng Haitao also simply said: "Okay, let the patient be discharged from the hospital. You can treat it however you want."

Hu Bufei frowned: "Director Peng, the matter is urgent, so there is no need for you to set up more obstacles, right?"

Peng Haitao said: "This is Tianhe Hospital. We have our own rules. Doctors from other hospitals are not qualified to treat patients here. Besides, patients may die at any time. If something goes wrong, we will be held responsible."

Who is responsible?"

"I said you can't be accommodating?" Hu Bufei suppressed the anger in his heart.

Peng Haitao shook his head simply: "If it doesn't work, it won't work. No matter which department you are in or how special the reason is, you can either transfer the patient to another hospital or ask our dean to speak. That's it."

After saying that, Peng Haitao turned around and left with two disciples, a boy and a girl.

Looking at the two disciples who were similar in age to himself, Luoyang thought of the time when he was an intern. At that time, he and Liang Hong followed Wang Shunli around like this, and felt a little emotional.

Hu Bufei walked over and said gloomily: "That guy is deliberately looking for trouble. I'll call him for instructions. Please wait for me."

Luoyang said: "Brother Hu, don't be angry. This situation is normal. No matter which hospital it is, it will not easily let doctors from other hospitals treat its patients. This is a sign of damage, unless the lower-level hospital requests the higher-level hospital.

Support, but this is Tianhe Hospital, the best hospital in the country. It is normal for doctors here to look down on doctors from other places."

"Then let me ask for instructions on what to do." Hu Bufei took out his mobile phone and prepared to make a call.

"I want to go to the bathroom too." Luoyang went to find the bathroom.

After walking through a long corridor, Luoyang found a public bathroom and walked in.

The doors of the two single rooms were locked, and an uncle stood in front of a wall-mounted toilet, taking a toilet.

Luoyang stood by the sink and waited.

The man looked back at Luoyang. He seemed a little nervous and there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

Luoyang smiled back, but felt a little speechless in his heart. They were all men. This was a public restroom, not a prison bathhouse. There was a danger of picking up soap. Was this uncle's reaction a bit excessive?

The old man shook his head, zipped up and walked over to the sink.

Luoyang walked past him, stood in front of the toilet, and reached out to unzip the zipper. But at this moment, the uncle suddenly rushed up from behind, stretched out his thick right arm, and tried to strangle Luoyang's neck with his arm.

Luoyang's reaction was so fast. He knew what was going on when he heard the movement behind him. He didn't even look back, he took a step sideways, raised his hand and bumped the elbow joint of the uncle who had just stretched out.

The uncle screamed in pain, turned around and ran away, leaving Luoyang alone and messy next to the urinal.

Just now, when he suddenly discovered that the uncle was attacking from behind, Luoyang's first reaction was that he had encountered a killer from that mysterious organization or cult. But as soon as he took action, he realized that the uncle was just a weak warrior.

Damn it, there's no way he's a killer.

"Maybe it's a mental illness." Luoyang thought in his mind. After a while, the uncle didn't come to make trouble, he zipped up to solve the problem.

A bit bifurcated.

Never before

Having never encountered such a situation, Luoyang quickly completed the self-diagnosis. There were too many classes in the past few days, and the energy was consumed excessively.

"You have to restrain yourself, it's not good for your health if you continue like this." Luoyang smiled and shook his head again after this idea came up, "I can't say this alone, I have to agree to it. She is so

Vigorous..."

Irrelevant images appeared in his mind, and the water column instantly rose to the height and reached the wall.

Two minutes later, Luoyang washed his hands and came out of the bathroom. He stopped after taking just two steps. Without activating the super-sensory state of the ancestral witch spirit body, he also knew that the inexplicable uncle just now was hiding in a tree on his left side.

Behind the pillar.

Luoyang was speechless and wanted to ask a question, but before he could speak, the uncle spoke.

"What is the murderer of Tokugawa Ieyasu?" The uncle's voice was low, speaking in Fuso.

Luoyang had watched some popular science films about Fuso when he was a student, and he could recognize the language as soon as he heard it, but he couldn't understand what the other person said.

The uncle said again: "That's the same as the other one, and the other one is the same one."

Luoyang felt a little confused, thinking that Hu Bufei's side should be almost there, so he ignored it and walked in the direction he came from.

As soon as he passed the pillar, the uncle suddenly pounced on him from behind, waving his arms to strangle him.

Luoyang got a little angry, took a step away, reached out and grabbed the uncle's wrist, twisted it in the opposite direction, and then pushed it up.

"Ouch! Ouch..." The uncle cried out in pain and squatted on the ground.

Luoyang said coldly: "What's wrong with you? If you keep pestering me, I won't be polite!"

At this moment, a woman's voice came: "Pick your chicken!"

Luoyang followed the sound and saw a young girl running over in small steps. She was wearing a black skirt, a white shirt and a small suit. She was shaking and her figure was very eye-catching. Her face was beautiful and delicate, much like him.

There's a star I see often, but I can't remember the name.

The young girl ran to Luoyang and bowed deeply: "Pick your chicken."

Luoyang subconsciously replied: "I'm picking on you..."

What are you picking on? He doesn't know. He knows a few simple words in Fuso, but if he speaks out, he will probably get slapped.

"I'm really sorry. My father suffers from intermittent mental illness and has caused trouble to you. Please don't hurt my father." The young girl changed to Chinese and bowed to Luoyang after speaking.

Luoyang let go of the middle-aged uncle's hand and explained: "I never thought of hurting your father. He attacked me twice. I didn't know what the situation was, so I subdued him first."

The middle-aged man suddenly rushed into the stairwell next to the bathroom.

"Get down, get down! Get down!" The young girl chased after her, but within two steps, one of her high heels suddenly fell off, and her body lost balance and fell to the ground.
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