"What's wrong with Shen Lang?" Zhou Congwen found that the problem was wrong and asked immediately.

"Shh." Shen Lang whispered, then tiptoed to the fire escape door and glanced at the corridor like a thief.

Zhou Congwen was a little curious this time. He turned his disposable lighter with his left hand and his cigarette holding his right hand also "peeped" with him.

There were many anorectal patients wearing modified hospital gowns, grinning their legs and walking strangely at the edge of washing.

Among the patients, a young figure was looking for something in each ward with lunch boxes.

Zhou Congwen recognized the abnormality at a glance, and Shen Lang should be looking at this woman.

Strange, isn't it normal to come and deliver breakfast? What's the point of gossip?

"I'll go, she's in, she's in!" Shen Lang said in a low voice.

Although his voice was low, it was full of the burning smell of gossip fire.

"Is it not normal to deliver breakfast? What's so strange? Is it said that the main room is in the house, and the young man has to go in?" Zhou Congwen saw the woman entering Ward No. 5, turned around and sat on the steps to continue smoking.

"Guess who she is." Shen Lang asked with a stingy look on his face.

"How could I know."

"Yesterday I took two trauma patients. One was hit with a serious blow and one had a rib fracture, which was enough to be hospitalized. But there was nothing wrong with the hitting people, so I had to be hospitalized."

"You took it?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"Of course I won't accept it, but soon Dean Qiubo called me, which was more implicit, but the meaning was that I asked me to accept him too. I was worried. I guess the one who beat the person found Dean Qiubo."

There is no need to think about this kind of thing. It must be that the hospital said hello to accept such patients. However, similar things in clinical practice are not uncommon, which is normal. Zhou Congwen has long been used to it.

Moreover, both parties in the fight had to be hospitalized, so Zhou Congwen was very clear about what they thought.

But what does it have to do with the woman who delivers the meal?

"That woman is the family of the patient who was beaten." Shen Lang continued, "but she didn't go to Ward No. 2 with her lunch box, but went directly to Ward No. 5. The one who stayed at the beaten person!"

"Uh... I won't have to fight one-on-one." Zhou Congwen was a little worried.

Shen Lang was reminded by Zhou Congwen and immediately realized that something big happened! He hurriedly pinched the cigarette and said, "I'll go and take a look."

"I'll go right away. If you use the knife, you can stay away!" Zhou Congwen reminded.

Shen Lang threw all the gossip aside, opened the iron door of the fire protection channel and walked out quickly.

Zhou Congwen also bombed the cigarette butt and stood up from the steps.

A woman went to take revenge and carried an insulated lunch box. God knows what was in the lunch box. In the hospital, all kinds of strange things are common. Even if sulfuric acid and paraquat are placed inside, Zhou Congwen would not be surprised.

Although it is just a trivial matter of fighting, some people are more extreme, which is different from most people's ideas.

Small things turn into big things, and even life is not uncommon.

Zhou Congwen once received a knife wounded patient. He was stabbed by a colleague after drinking too much. The patient had nothing to do with it and could go home after staying in the hospital for a few days.

But the patient's younger brother refused to do it, and he had a fuss with the perpetrator who came to visit and apologize to the elevator, and finally smashed the perpetrator's head with the insulated lunch box in his hand.

A tragedy happened.

The perpetrator died just like that, half of his body was outside the elevator, and half was inside the elevator. The elevator kept opening and closing, but could not be closed.

Zhou Congwen remembers this scene very clearly.

That woman must not be impulsive. Once she takes out a bottle of sulfuric acid from the lunch box... Thinking of this, Zhou Congwen shivered and seized the time to throw the cigarette butt into the trash can. He followed Shen Lang's footsteps and quickly came to the door of Ward No. 5.

Shen Lang stood at the door and didn't walk in, staring blankly. Zhou Congwen listened while walking, but didn't hear any noise.

It should be fine, he comforted himself, it was not enough that the sulfuric acid was flying all over the sky to hurt innocent people.

When he arrived at the door of the ward, Zhou Congwen took a look and was stunned like Shen Lang.

The woman sat on a white stool beside the bed, and the lunch box was already opened. She used a spoonful of soup spoons to feed the patient to drink porridge.

Her movements are very gentle and considerate, and she has to blow twice every time she gives her porridge.

Zhou Congwen was stunned for a moment. Seeing that nothing happened, he pulled Shen Langbaifu straight to the doctor's duty room.

"Shen Lang, you've read it wrong." Zhou Congwen asked.

Shen Lang looked surprised and had not dissipated until he sat on the bed in the duty room.

"Hey, are you stupid?"

Zhou Congwen waved his hand and shook in front of Shen Lang's eyes.

"I'll go... It's so bad that it's even more unfair to compete with Wu Dalang." Shen Lang suddenly said this.

"ah?"

Zhou Congwen's thoughts were lightning and he had already thought of the truth of the matter.

"Why don't you deliver food to your husband, but instead deliver food to the beaten people? Is there something wrong?" Shen Lang frowned and pondered. Zhou Congwen vaguely saw the gossip fire behind Shen Lang's back burning, and the flames were whistling.

Indeed, this is simply too strange.

"Do they know?"

"No, I definitely don't know each other. I could see it last night. It was not that my husband was cuckolded and was killed, but that the two men had some trivial matters on the road and fought." Shen Lang denied Zhou Congwen's statement.

That was even more strange. Although Zhou Congwen had rich clinical experience, he had never encountered anything similar.

"I'll go and have a look." Shen Lang finally couldn't stop the gossip fire in his heart and walked out quietly.

Zhou Congwen was helpless, Shen Lang was so gossipy. As long as he didn't make a fuss, what's the point of looking good?

Even if you know that it will be a big deal, you can't control it before it happens.

Shen Lang has this temper, Zhou Congwen thinks it is quite interesting.

After about ten minutes, there were quarrels in the corridor.

"Where is the meal! Where is the breakfast you brought!" A voice came.

"Sent to that big brother."

"You! Why did you deliver food to him?"

"Enemy should be resolved rather than to be broken. I want to solve the problem." The woman also said a little aggrievedly.

Then Shen Lang's voice came. He pretended to be serious and asked the patient to return to the ward and not to make noise in the corridor.

The patients' families were also more cooperative. Once they were over, they knew that this matter could not be promoted, so they would remain quiet in the corridor.

Although there were only a few noises, Zhou Congwen vaguely guessed what happened.

The wife of the man who was beaten delivered food to the person who beat him early in the morning... but her husband had nothing to eat.

Alas, this matter is really weird. As for what the woman said in the end, Zhou Congwen was just half-believing and half-doubting.

I haven't seen anything in the hospital? In the middle of the night, two patients accompanied me to the bathroom to close the door and applauded love. The patient had encountered the incident of catching a rape in the toilet with his chest bottle, and it was just a small episode in front of me.
Chapter completed!