Feng's Hospital, a thin old woman wearing light blue work clothes, a large mask on her face, a slightly hunched body, short dull hair with a few gray hairs, pushed a cart into the inpatient department.
This inconspicuous cleaner parked the cart at the wall of the corridor as usual, took a mop and rag and entered one of the wards.
Yan Lidong was finally out of danger from those drugs and was just moved to this ordinary single ward today.
Someone threw bombs at Fengshi Pharmaceutical Factory, killing people and setting fire to people. When it happened, Yan Lidong was at the scene of the incident. He probably saw some important clues. Because of this, Yan Lidong was under intensive care in Fengshi Hospital.
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Yan Lidong must wake up, even if it is not to testify or something, Feng Yuchen also knows that no matter what the reason is, Feng cannot kill anyone anymore.
After the cleaning aunt came out of the ward, she dumped the garbage into the trash basket, hung the mop on the car, and cleaned the wards one by one. Yan Lidong's ward was the one at the end of the corridor, and the cleaning staff had been cleaning them for five or six days.
After several wards, it was finally Yan Lidong’s turn.
The two serious men sitting on chairs at the door seemed a little nervous when the cleaning staff approached. However, when they saw the cleaning utensils on the cleaning cart and the cleaning tools that the cleaning staff had just come over, they only became slightly nervous and then left.
Wearing a cleaning lady, I entered the ward.
After entering the ward, the cleaning staff did not rush to the trash can like other wards, but went directly to the bed.
There was no respirator or tube on Yan Lidong's body. He was lying there quietly, wearing a light-colored hospital gown and white sheets and quilts, which made him very peaceful.
The cleaner stretched out her hand to detect Yan Lidong's pulse, opened his eyes and took a look. Then she took out a small gelatin box from under her roomy cleaning clothes, skillfully took it out, opened the box, took out a syringe from inside, and lifted Yan Lidong up.
With his hand, he plunged it in.
A tube of transparent liquid was completely injected into Yan Lidong's body. She quickly packed it up, collected the trash, and walked out of the ward with a mop and rag.
The whole process was smooth when it should be, and normal when it should be, with no flaws at all.
The two men at the door looked at the cleaner who came out, and then looked at each other. They seemed to check their opinions. After they found nothing unusual, neither of them made any move.
The cleaning lady pushed the cleaning cart and did not continue cleaning, and quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.
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In the courtyard, Feng Yuchen sat under the grape trellis, on Mo Xuan's favorite rocking chair.
As the rocking chair swayed slightly, Feng Yuchen raised his face and looked at the dense grape leaves above his head. The grapes had long been ripe and picked at this time, and only one tree was full of green leaves.
After confirming Mo Xuan's appearance that day, Feng Yuchen moved to the courtyard.
He wanted to restore this place to its former vitality before Mo Xuan came back.
Feng Yuchen made an overseas call to Li Peiyong, but Li Peiyong didn't give Feng Yuchen the answer he wanted at all. He said it was ambiguous. Anyway, he didn't say he knew or didn't know, which made Feng Yuchen a little depressed.
It seems that I have to go abroad in person to block Li Peiyong.
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