This is also to make it easier for another migrant worker to compare his feelings and determine whether he is infected.

"Do you think I can still write like I am? ”

After Old Man Tang finished speaking, he immediately lay on the head of the bed and coughed.

His cough has been getting worse and worse in the past few days, and he can't suppress it even if he wants to control it.

"Mr. Tang, we can understand your current situation, but we hope that you can make some contributions to our medical career. ”

Maybe he will infect other people in the future, and the people who have been in contact with him during this period of time should not be as simple as that one migrant worker.

So if you want to investigate clearly, it will take some time to get into the people he has come into contact with.

"Oh, I've said it all, I don't have any specific feelings, even if you ask me to write about my feelings now, I can't write about it. ”

It's not that he can't write, it's that he doesn't want to write.

He has been conscientious for so many years, and no matter what treasure is appraised, he will annotate his own appraisal results and identification methods on the back.

Because of this, his notes are neatly remembered, just like those of his master.

But now he is reluctant to write it, because his current hands, his current skin, are something she herself is not willing to face.

"Mr. Tang, we have told you many times about this matter, and if you cooperate with our investigation, your condition will improve soon. ”

"If you are unwilling to cooperate, then it will be more difficult for us to investigate this matter, and there will be no way to treat your illness at that time, and this matter will have to be talked about separately. ”

Everything the doctor says is the truth, and the patient needs to cooperate with the treatment to determine the cause faster.

Old Man Tang was fully entangled in his heart, and finally nodded and agreed.

"That's fine, but I don't write more than one page a day. ”

Old Man Tang finally chose to compromise, and he had no other choice in his current situation.

After all, only after his illness is completely cured can he start investigating the treasure matter.

"That's okay, as long as you summarize it properly, even if it's half a page, we'll recognize it. ”

What the hospital requires is to know the specific situation and specific feelings, how much content there is, and see that things are not within their management.

After Old Man Tang agreed, he took the pen and paper handed to him by the doctor and began to write.

But at this time, he realized that his hands could not exert any strength at all.

"Mr. Tang, don't you want to write it down?"

The doctor seems to be a little angry, he is still unwilling to cooperate with the treatment at this time, is he trying to wait for death?

Old Man Tang tried his best to write down a word, but he found that he didn't seem to have the strength.

"No, I can't seem to write. ”

Old Man Tang didn't want to believe that this was true, after all, he had spent most of his life in notes, and he didn't know how many words he had written, but he couldn't write a word at this time.

He struggled to press down his hand and tried to write a word on the paper.

The doctor also saw his pain and quickly persuaded him.

"Mr. Tang actually doesn't matter, if you really can't write it, our hospital also has recording equipment, you can relay your feelings in words. ”

At this time, Old Man Tang also found that his situation was not as good as he imagined, so he had to record all his feelings.

"Okay, I'll cooperate with you. ”

After Old Man Tang finished speaking, he sighed deeply, he didn't expect that he had been beautiful for most of his life, and now he actually wanted to record his feelings of illness in the hospital.

Saying that he is so sick that he feels incurable.

On the first day, Mr. Tang recorded all his feelings in the videotape.

On the second day, he told all the feelings he had felt when he first came into contact with the treasure, and he was careful not to miss a word.

On the third day, he was already struggling to speak, and she wanted to tell all the changes she had made in the middle of the process, but it took a whole day.

On the fourth day, he no longer had the strength to support himself to talk nonsense.

"Mr. Tang, considering your current situation, we haven't analyzed the results yet, so we are considering giving you a hanging bottle. ”

The final result of the hospital decided that the result was to give him a hanging bottle, replenish his nutrition, and get everything they could identify.

But Old Man Tang no longer has the strength to speak at the moment.

Nodding his head, he said with difficulty.

"Good!"

At this time, he was lying on the hospital bed with an oxygen cylinder, even if he was a critically ill old man, she originally looked radiant, and she couldn't tell that she was already at the age when she should be a grandfather.

But at this time, he looks like he has a great-grandson, and the speed at which his hair turns gray is also very alarming.

In the back, his skin even went from peeling off to falling off.

The hospital really had no choice but to try everything to investigate, but in the end it was not confirmed.

Old Man Tang didn't survive in the end.

"Intensive Care Unit 35 is in a special situation, so let's hurry over. ”

The doctor yelled at the rest of the doctors.

Almost all the doctors that could be used were used on him, but this was already a lack of recovery for Mr. Tang.

"Mr. Tang, Mr. Tang, wake up quickly and bring an oxygen cylinder quickly. ”

The doctors were in a hurry, they hadn't had time to figure out what kind of special disease it was.

Faced with such a result, the only person infected with the virus has now died.

But the migrant workers in the other room didn't have anything to do.

Hearing the sound of yelling from next door, the migrant workers couldn't hold back any longer.

He's been here for so long, and it's hard for him to live without a salary or a phone. ：

"Hey, what's going on?"

He yelled at one of the nurses who was walking outside.

The nurse was already frightened, and when she saw the situation in the ward, she had already wondered if she was blind.

At this point, the story is a bit fluttery.

"People die and keep peeling!"

The female nurse pointed to the ward next door and said, leaving a little flutteringly.

The migrant workers slammed on the door and roared wildly.

"Open the door, what the hell have you wolf-hearted things done to my brother? Let me out. ”

For migrant workers, after Tang Yuande died, it was equivalent to what he had spent on him during this period of time, and all the money could not be recovered.