"Put on this sterilization suit first and move quickly. You can't stay here for too long."
Jiang Zimo nodded and obediently took the tight set of clothes that smelled of disinfectant. After changing them, he reached out and pushed open the closed metal door.
"Look, are there some similarities?" Yang Yang wore a mask, leaving only a pair of beautiful and calm eyes. From Jiang Zimo's point of view, he felt that he, a good friend who had known each other for many years, had become
It's a little strange.
After staring at that face for a long time, Jiang Zimo nodded heavily. It was very similar. Even though it was eighteen years later, she could still tell at a glance that this man's face was the same as the face she last saw her mother.
, have too many things in common.
That is not a color that belongs to a patient. It is pure white, with a little bit of pink. If such a complexion appeared on other normal people's faces, it would be considered to be skin-like skin.
However, if it appears in a person who is about to die and cannot determine what disease he has, it will only make people feel weird and even creepy.
"It's not convenient to talk here, let's go out first?" She could see that her heart was heavy. Yang Yang took her friend's hand in time and the two of them walked out of the intensive care unit.
"Do you have any conclusions?" Sitting in the locked doctor's duty room, holding the cup of hot water handed over by Yang Yang, Jiang Zimo still felt a bone-chilling chill in his hands.
Yang Yang took off her thick veil and mask and shook her head in confusion. She looked at Jiang Zimo. After a while, she suddenly said something out of nowhere. "I know that as a doctor, I shouldn't say such insults."
Scientifically speaking, however, I posted his symptoms to various medical website forums, and the reply I got was that this person did not have a serious illness, but was poisoned!"
Jiang Zimo looked up at her blankly, and repeated unconsciously: "Poison?"
"Well, to be honest, I thought it was ridiculous at first, but today all the experts in the hospital consulted on him, and in the end we still couldn't come to a conclusion. You see, his current heart rate and blood pressure are both hovering on the edge of life and death.
. There is no ups and downs, but it is very likely that I will die in the next second. These symptoms cannot be explained by science, so I can only acquiesce in this superstitious statement that is almost ignorant."
Jiang Zimo seemed to have listened to her words, but also seemed to have no reaction at all. She held the water glass in her hand blankly, until she suddenly stood up. With a "pop!", the white thin porcelain cup fell on the ground.
Fallen to pieces.
"Yes, you are right, it is poison! It must be, it must be like this!"
Yang Yang looked at Jiang Zimo's face as if he was going crazy, his eyes wide open, as if he could breathe fire. She quickly stretched out her hand to hold her, and asked: "What's wrong with you? All I can say is
It's just someone else's speculation, where are you going in such a hurry?"
Jiang Zimo turned around. She shook her head hastily at her friend and said, "Don't stop me. I know who did it. I want to find him! I want to find him!"
Yang Yang was almost thrown away by her, and she had to use all her strength to block Jiang Zimo's way.
"Listen to me, I don't care what you know or who that person is, but if you rush to accuse someone like this, the result will definitely not be what you want! Ah Zi, calm down and think calmly
When I think about it, I know you have been through a lot of hardships these past years, but are you going to run away for revenge without any confidence?!!!"