Several people escaped, and they all took a deep breath in unison.

After a while, I felt that the nausea and nausea in my chest and abdomen had subsided slightly, and my dizzy head gradually regained its clarity, and even the vision in front of me was no longer black and shaking.

This is too strong, and ordinary people really can't stand it.

"What's wrong? Where did the smell come from, it couldn't be that some enemy special elements dropped seven poisonous bullets, right? Evacuate the sick and call the police!"

Doctors and nurses smelled the smell and came looking for them to deal with the unexpected accident.

For a while, half of the hospital was in a mess and fell into chaos.

Meng Shu felt that this matter had to be explained, not to cause panic, and not to waste police resources casually, so he opened his mouth and wanted to call someone to explain.

Song Chun'an's eyes flashed, but he didn't stop it.

It happened suddenly, although he also felt that if he told the truth of the matter, it might have some bad influence on his daughter, and it would bring some unpredictable trouble;

But if you don't say it, you may cause even more trouble.

He quickly weighed one or two and decided to go with the flow.

Let's not talk about the truth of the matter, can he win the trust of others, after all, his daughter is too young, and the hand just now is too miraculous, ordinary people will not believe it when they hear it, they will only think that they drink too much and talk nonsense.

Taking a step back, with Zang Guoliang and Meng Shu's master and apprentice present, they should be able to speak in the realm of the hospital, and they must be more experienced in how to say what to say and how to deal with things when the time comes.

Song Chun'an, who understood in an instant, looked lively with peace of mind, and leisurely picked up his daughter and hugged his daughter-in-law, and the family snuggled up to each other to keep warm.

As for the things that are still in the ward, they are smoked by the stench just now, and it is estimated that they will not be able to get rid of the smell for several days, so let's put them first, don't worry.

As soon as Song Chun'an moved, Song Ci and Niang were too lazy to use their brains, just leave everything to him.

Meng Shu was distracted a little, and his shoulder was suddenly patted by the teacher again;

"Don't be alarming, try to keep a low profile. ”

Meng Shu grew up in the teacher's house since he was a child, and was both an apprentice and a son, so he listened to the teacher's words very much and responded without thinking.

So several people tacitly pretended to be confused, and they didn't know anything.

The people in the hospital were busy, and they didn't bother to ask too much, so they urgently dispatched a few chief physicians to determine the type and source of the poison gas, and urgently transferred nearby patients, but they didn't suspect that something was wrong with them.

After all, this stench is too powerful, and these old people in the hospital all say that it is the first time they have seen it, what does it mean? This is not something that ordinary people can come up with, and it is likely to be a new type of toxin that has appeared for the first time!

There is definitely a ghost behind it, it has to be investigated, strictly investigated!

So Song Ci and his entourage were also transferred to the new inpatient building with the crowd, and were arranged to squeeze into a certain ward, and settle down first.

The hospital bed was registered with Song Ci, but at this time, it was given to Old Man Zang to lie down and rest.

Meng Shu got the teacher's instructions and quietly went out to call his superiors.

I don't know what he told people, but it didn't take long for news from the hospital that the stinking ward was pranked by naughty children, and a lot of pickled things were thrown in, and it stinked, but it didn't do any big harm, I hope everyone is not afraid, and they can recuperate with peace of mind.

Song Ci and the others listened to this foolish statement, and looked at each other, and no one was interested in debunking it.

If the children are pranks, just prank them, and they will not be involved in their family.

There are external excuses, and a few of them understand the inside, but they can't just forget it.

But a crowded ward is not a place to talk.

Soon, a team of plainclothes came over in a neat and orderly manner, politely and thoughtfully invited the group out, and drove them elsewhere.