Chapter One Thousand and One: Speaking English is My Pride
As dusk approached, Tang Ruoxue appeared in the quarantine hospital with a silent expression.
Exhausted Ye Fan sat on the bench in the corridor, drinking water while asking the woman:
"Have you ever tried to break the tetanus injection?"
"Come here to take my pulse and see what's going on.
He was always thinking about the wound on Tang Ruoxue's wrist. After treating the patient in the afternoon, he ran out to look for Tang Ruoxue.
As a result, Tang Qiqi told Tang Ruoxue that he had something to do and went out.
This made Ye Fan feel a little anxious, blaming the woman for not paying attention to the wound, and it was time to get an injection before leaving for a big deal.
"I used up the tetanus injections from the isolation hospital, so I went to the Disease Control Hospital for an injection."
Tang Ruoxue squeezed out a smile and responded:
"Don't worry, I'm fine, you don't have to worry, I'm already an adult, and I can take good care of myself."
"By the way, how are the patient's condition?"
Seeing Ye Fan almost exhausted, Tang Ruoxue felt a hint of care in his eyes. He wanted to step forward and touch Ye Fan's head, but finally stopped.
She didn't get close to Ye Fan, sat down on the bench opposite him and asked, "Do you need me to do something?"
"Thirty-six patients, twelve of whom were seriously zombie-related, but Nihua and I have already controlled their condition."
Although he felt that Tang Ruoxue was a little deliberately keeping a distance from him, Ye Fan didn't think much about it and poured a mouthful of soda into his mouth:
"The remaining twenty-four people will be treated tomorrow. As long as the situation does not mutate, we will have the confidence to get them back to normal."
"It just takes some time to rest after treatment, otherwise it will be easy to get irritated and get sick."
Ye Fan comforted Tang Ruoxue's emotions: "You don't have to worry about them, I will make them better. Just concentrate on dealing with Tang Hailong."
"I hope these patients will recover more than deal with Tang Hailong."
Tang Ruoxue's pretty face was filled with a hint of loneliness: "I made too many mistakes, it's time to accumulate some virtue."
Ye Fan was slightly stunned: "Accumulate virtue?"
"I should make up for it after so many people."
Tang Ruoxue immediately reacted and squeezed out a smile: "By the way, isn't the patient aquaticism? How could it turn into zombies??"
"I think I remember answering you this question."
Ye Fan looked at the woman and said softly:
"It may be that there was no drug suppression this month, or it may be that it is a sequelae of Tiantang Healthy Wine. The specific results will take some time to investigate."
"Ruoxue, what's wrong with you? Why do I feel like you're a little lost?"
"Are you too tired after being beaten with Tetanus, or are you too nervous these days?"
Ye Fan's eyes flashed with confusion, and he stood up and sat next to Tang Ruoxue, trying to grab her hand and take her pulse.
"I guess I'm too tired to make a day."
Tang Ruoxue shrank his hand like lightning, and stood up to hide his words:
"Ye Fan, I'm sorry, I was bitten in the afternoon. This hand was a bit reflex for outsiders."
"But I'm really fine, you don't have to treat me."
She raised another smile: "You should be tired of treating so many people. Take Nihua and the others back to rest. I will have someone to pick you up tomorrow."
Ye Fan always thought this woman was weird, but she didn't have the strength to think too much. He was so tired that he was holding the wall.
There were twelve patients, Nihua and the three of them were responsible for two, and Ye Fan was responsible for six, and he used the acupuncture technique of "Six Paths of Demons" six times, exhausting all his strength.
If it weren't for the Tai Chi Sutra, Ye Fan would probably have to fall in the ward.
He nodded slightly, then followed Tang Ruoxue to the elevator.
When he just walked to the corner, Ye Fan's eyes narrowed slightly. He saw a man and a woman wandering around in Ward No. 1, at the door of the old man with red nose.
Although the other party was wearing protective clothing and a mask, Ye Fan took a few more glances at him when he was sneaky.
The short woman looked through the glass window at the door while holding her cell phone to shoot inside.
The thin man looked around and then tickled the locked door with a paper clip.
"Click--"
When the flash of the phone rang, Ye Fan was shocked.
Tang Ruoxue also turned around and shouted at the two of them, "What are you doing?"
The two were obviously shocked, but they didn't expect that their actions would be seen.
They sneaked in while handing over the shift, and they were wearing protective clothing, which should not arouse others' suspicion.
But they looked at each other and quickly calmed down.
The short woman shrugged her shoulders and said in English: "Sorry, what are you saying, we don't understand?"
When Tang Ruoxue heard the other party pretending to speak English, he frowned slightly and shouted in English:
"I said, what are you doing here?"
The short woman sneered and replied in English: "We are here to visit relatives, what's wrong?"
“This is an isolation hospital.”
“Appointment is required to visit!”
"And you said you visited relatives, who are your relatives? What's your name? When did they come in?"
Tang Ruoxue recovered from the tangle of pregnancy, and asked the two of them repeatedly with a slump in her pretty face.
The reason why these patients were able to take advantage of by Tang Hailong was that their family members sold them to Tang Hailong as chess pieces and made some money by the way.
It was too late for them to abandon these burdens, so how could they come to visit the life and death of patients?
"Who are you? What power do you have to question us?"
The short woman was stunned at first, and then tit-for-tat: "It seems that you are not policemen, nor doctors, what qualifications do you have to ask us?"
The thin man also raised his face and shouted, "Don't meddle in other people's business."
They looked very unhappy, and seemed to blame Ye Fan and Tang Ruoxue for disturbing them.
Ye Fan frowned and glanced at the two of them. Although they couldn't see their true faces clearly when wearing masks, their temperament and adaptability were incomparable to ordinary people.
Especially for short women, they seem petite in figure and out of place for protective clothing, but they give people a dynamic momentum, like a volcano that will explode at any time.
"Don't talk nonsense!"
At this moment, Tang Ruoxue coughed and pointed at the woman's phone in the palm of her hand: "Delete the photo for me."
"Photo? What photo?"
The short woman hid her phone with a whistle:
"Don't say I don't have photos. Even if I have photos, why should I give it to you?"
She looked at Ye Fan with a contemptuous look on her face: "It's not your turn to do things."
"This is an isolation hospital, and all patient privacy should be kept confidential."
"And we have already booked this floor to treat a group of special patients in a specialized way, so we have the right to refuse non-family or unofficial visits or photos."
Ye Fan explained patiently: "We don't know what you identities, but we still hope you will cooperate so as not to cause unhappiness."
He didn't speak English for a while, and just to solve the problem, he had to work hard to organize a verbal response.
"If you say you can't shoot, you can't shoot. What are you? What's the point of interfering with our freedom?"
The short woman snorted at Ye Fan disdain: "Zhan Feixiang, let's go!"
The thin man also nodded: "Okay, Mu Xiangxi."
After saying that, the two ignored Ye Fan and Tang Ruoxue and others, and walked towards the elevator with their hands in their pockets.
Tang Ruoxue turned his head slightly: "Stop them!"
Tang Qi waved his left hand and several Tang bodyguards immediately surrounded him.
Seeing that the way was blocked, the short woman was furious and said directly: "You guys can move us to try?"
Ye Fan sneered: "You can speak Chinese, so you pretend to be a fake foreigner."
"I have obtained the Eagle Nationality."
Mu Xiangxi's face turned cold: "Starting at twelve noon the day before yesterday, my aunt is no longer from China. Speaking English is my pride."