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Under what circumstances can a young and handsome man in his twenties have a young and beautiful daughter in his twenties?

It's too much for young people to play.

Seeing Dr. Feng staring at him with a perverted look, Wang Shifeng felt a little embarrassed and scratched his head, "I am his father's friend. He is no longer here. I'll learn about the situation for him first."

Dr. Feng was shocked after hearing this. Seeing that Miss Zheng is old and her father should be about the same as hers, why is it that she is gone?

That's a shame.

Dr. Feng frowned slightly, "Sorry, because Miss Zheng Youyun's identity is special, the lady who sent Miss Zheng Youyun over specially explained that she could not easily disclose it to others except her."

The implication is that he is worried that Wang Shifeng is a paparazzi to find out the news.

Although this young man is very handsome.

But no one stipulates that if you are handsome, you are not a paparazzi.

Wang Shifeng seemed to have expected it, so he opened the album of the mobile phone and called out the ID cards of Zheng Youyun and Jiang Yun. "Doctor Feng is really dedicated and a role model for us, but I am really their elder. If you don't believe me, you can see that I have their ID cards."

Identity cards are extremely private, especially for public figures.

Dr. Feng compared Zheng Youyun's data and found that there was no difference. He looked at Wang Shifeng in surprise, "It's offensive, mainly because you are too young, please sit down."

Wang Shifeng laughed, but didn't explain.

"As for Ms. Zheng's situation, it is difficult to make a decision because the test results have not been fully released. However, in my experience, it should be an adverse reaction caused by the drug." Dr. Feng pointed to a bottle of medicine without a label on the table.

"This is a sample provided by Ms. Zheng. She said she had taken special medicine since she was a child. However, I asked my colleagues in the laboratory to test it. It might be a compound drug, mainly based on beta blockers."

When Wang Shifeng heard the name of the drug, he frowned.

He is quite familiar with this medicine.

"Beta blockers are generally used for cardiovascular diseases, but Ms. Zheng does not seem to have such diseases, but she said that taking them since she was a child may be another use." Dr. Feng sighed lightly.

"Nerve effects such as assisted sleep, anti-epileptics, bipolar, mania, etc.," Wang Shifeng said in a deep voice.

"That's right, it seems you are an insider?" Dr. Feng nodded.

"How long does it take for her to persuade?" Wang Shifeng asked.

"She said herself that she started taking this medication when she was six or seven years old." Dr. Feng replied.

I started taking this medicine at the age of six or seven, and my age has been more than fifteen years.

Wang Shifeng frowned, and after learning about some other situations with Dr. Feng, he said goodbye.

As soon as I left the office, I met Jiang Yun, who was wearing a sculpture with her shoulders in her arms.

"What did you find out?" Jiang Yun asked.

"It's not much different from what I guessed at the beginning. Where is your side?" Wang Shifeng said with a smile.

"I didn't dare to ask more, but through CT examinations and thyroid tests, she may indeed suffer from serious mental illness, and that bottle of medicine." Jiang Yun's voice was slightly cold.

"If it is a beta blocker, it is likely to be biphasic. However, she has taken this medicine since she was a child. You have never noticed her abnormality when you met her? It is difficult to hide emotions if you biphasic." Wang Shifeng frowned and said.

"Her biggest abnormality is that she is completely different after her debut and when she was in school." Jiang Yun pursed her lips. "When she went to school, she almost didn't smile much. She was usually cold and cold. She was the famous iceberg beauty in their school."

Wang Shifeng narrowed his eyes. When he met Zheng Youyun, she was already a national sister. She was full of sweet and cute little girls, and she looked like a slutty elf when she got along.

That is, after getting familiar with it, you will find that her cheerfulness is performed. Most of the time, she is as quiet as a transparent person.

But from Jiang Yun's mouth, Zheng Youyun seemed to be a weakened version of Jiang Yun when she was a student.

Less than a year ago, the personality changed from indifference to enthusiasm. Apart from the performance nature, it was indeed a bit strange.

"After you told me about this last time, I asked someone to investigate. She has not recorded any abnormal emotional out-of-control records in recent years. Normally, people with this type of disease find it difficult to control their emotions. It seems that the effect of the drug is, and Zheng Qiu has known it for a long time." Jiang Yun's face gradually became gloomy.

"Maybe it was caused by him." Wang Shifeng smiled.

Jiang Yun's pupils shrank.

"Beta blockers have an important role in addition to adjuvant therapy, and are also special effects that are not often mentioned."

Wang Shifeng squinted his eyes, with a meaningful smile on his face

"That is, the medications that start taking in childhood for more than ten years, and temporary or even pharmacological amnesia will occur."

"Tell me clearly." Jiang Yun took a sudden step forward and directly forced Wang Shifeng to the corner.

Wang Shifeng felt that he was wrapped in a chill and coughed, "I found out last time that she had traces of mect, and thought it was caused by severe bipolarity, but today I saw that the bottle of medicine was still effective, which means that it is very likely..."

"It wasn't she who took the initiative to do the mect, right?" Jiang Yun's breathing became heavy.

Wang Shifeng did not answer because he was not sure.

"I will deal with this matter." Three seconds later, Jiang Yun's voice returned to normal and she took two steps back.

"Then...I'll retreat first." Wang Shifeng looked at Jiang Yun's face and said with a smirk.

"If the plan should be implemented, it will not be affected in any way." Jiang Yun nodded.

Wang Shifeng smiled, reached out and patted her on the shoulder to see if Lu Ping had finished washing his stomach.

Jiang Yun sat alone in the corridor for a while, and finally returned to the ward.

Looking at Zheng Youyun, who was curled up in a baby state, she gently turned off the light.

.....

Wang Shifeng went to the floor of the gastroenterology department, which was obviously more lively. After finding the ward reported by Jiang Xiaofan and others, he found that only Lu Ping, who was pale and ignorant of life and death, was lying on the hospital bed for infusion, and no one else was there.

There is not even a escort... It's a bit miserable.

This brother is not as caring as sisters.

After looking at half a bottle of salt water, Wang Shifeng didn't bother him. He walked around the corridor and finally saw Jiang Xiaofan and others in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the west corridor. He didn't know what to watch.

"What are you looking at?" Wang Shifeng asked curiously.

"Oh, Brother Feng, you're done." Jiang Xiaofan turned around, his eyes turned red and seemed to have cried.

I saw that everyone else looked similar.

What's the situation?

Lu Ping was broken by the Internet and none of you bad friends cried. Why are you crying now?

Wouldn't you just wash your stomach?

Did you find out some other serious illness?

Wang Shifeng was shocked, "Brother Lu Ping, isn't the situation very good?"

"Um? He has nothing to do. Just sleep after hanging salt water. We are watching this." Jiang Xiaofan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and let out a single position.

Wang Shifeng walked over in confusion and looked through the glass window. He could see the rooftop of another hospitalization department. Although it was already night, the lights in the outpatient building still shone across the face as if it was daytime.

On the rooftop, you can see a thin figure who seems to be kneeling on the ground, facing the east, sometimes praying, sometimes kneeling and sometimes worshiping.

Under the night and light, his figure looks particularly small, as if he will be swallowed up by darkness at any time.

This is a visual sense of image impact.

You don’t need to know this person’s story, you can feel the unspeakable despair.

It reminded Wang Shifeng of a sentence. The walls of the hospital heard more prayers than those of the church. If they could really live to live, the rooftop of the hospital was full of parents queuing up.

"I heard from the nurse here that the aunt's son had a rare disease and didn't know when he would die, and there was no medical treatment to solve it.

She would wait for his son to sleep every night, and then come here alone to pray, it has been half a year." Jiang Xiaofan explained with a heavy nasal voice.

"It's not that there is no treatment method, but there is no complete cure method. There are still experimental methods, but the price is too expensive, so his son refuses to treat it." Another little brother sighed.

"Faced with a disease that knows that it cannot be cured, no one will choose to waste money."

"Money is important or human being? Life is only once. His son refused treatment and thought he was planning for his parents. It was actually a kind of harm."

"Shut up, you, people have said that a family who spends all their money and has a lot of debts may not be able to get a 15% survival rate. Do you think the patient is not feeling uncomfortable?"

As we were chatting, the little brothers suddenly started arguing.

Seeing several rich second-generations arguing over money, Wang Shifeng felt inexplicably absurd.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. If you have the skill of quarrel, you might as well donate some money." Jiang Xiaofan waved his hand and stopped the little brothers from making noise.

Several young brothers who were arguing about it made sense after hearing this, and then they started arguing about how much they donated.

"Hehe, Brother Feng, don't be surprised. They are so idle that they are so tired that they want to make a fuss." Jiang Xiaofan sneered after knocking them away.

"The lights are not turned on, and the reason is not clear. Besides, they are not just talking or doing. At least they donated money. Maybe they can really change the fate of a family, use practice to produce true knowledge, and verify their own theory. This is a great thing." Wang Shifeng waved his hand and smiled.

"How is Sister Youyun?" Jiang Xiaofan smiled and tried to change the topic.

"It's natural that nothing is wrong with your sister, but you're okay." Wang Shifeng shook his head and patted his head for fear of him.

Jiang Xiaofan was stunned, then turned his head and looked out the window with a little distracted look, "Actually, I hate coming to the hospital the most."

"Yes." Wang Shifeng responded softly.

"The smell of disinfectant in the air is even more desperate than that of the crematorium." Jiang Xiaofan seemed to be talking to himself.
To be continued...