Chapter Ninety-One: The Sleeping Man
"Uncle!" Wendy threw herself into Wang Yang's arms as soon as she entered the room. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
The latter thought that she was frightened outside, and was about to comfort a few words, but the girl smiled and said in the next second: "It's so exciting!"
“。。 Wang Yang suddenly didn't know what to say.
"Uncle, I've got it. Wendy pulled the folded medical record from her chest and handed it to him.
Wang Yang took it a little embarrassed, and forcibly refused to feel the residual warmth from the paper.
To his surprise, the medical record was only two simple pages, and at first he thought Wendy had only found a part, but when he saw the final diagnosis later, he was sure that it was the complete medical record.
"Uncle, what does PTSD mean? Although Wendy is a Korean-Canadian American, she still can't understand the obscure English on the medical record.
"Posttraumaticstressdisorder, which has a note underneath, Posttraumatic Stress Disorder. Wang Yang pointed to the following paragraph and said to her.
"I don't understand. Wendy shook her little head.
"The professor told me that the patient had a heart problem, but the diagnosis in this medical record was only a mental illness called PTSD. Wang Yang said with his eyebrows locked.
"Why are they lying to you?" Wendy asked.
"This... I don't know.. Wang Yang couldn't figure it out, he was just an ordinary little person, why did these people have to work so hard to hide themselves?
"Maybe we won't know until we have been to the hospital and seen Mr. Zhang's father himself. Wang Yang said thoughtfully.
"It's scary, could there be a conspiracy in this? Wendy shuddered, a look of fear on her face.
"Definitely. "Judging from all indications, he should have been treated as an important pawn, and he was just kept from him so that he could be obedient.
"So what are we going to do next?" Wendy said subconsciously glancing at the door and lowering her voice.
"Get out of here. Wang Yang said firmly, "This medical record is now in our hands, and Steven will definitely find it when he comes back." ”
"But what about the guy out there?" Wendy said, referring to Evan.
This big guy is a bit troublesome, Wang Yang frowned and thought for a while, and said, "They shouldn't restrict me from going out now, but it's certain to follow, go outside, we're trying to find a way to get rid of this guy." ”
"Hmm. Wendy unconsciously took his hand and followed him closely.
Wang Yang opened the door and walked down the aisle as usual, and Evan, a big black man, appeared in front of him very coincidentally.
"Hey, Yang, where are you going?"
"I got in touch with Wendy's parents, so I had to take her to the station in the afternoon. Wang Yang greeted him and said as usual.
"Do you want me to send you?" said Ivan in a friendly voice.
"No, the station is not far from here, I'll be back after seeing her off, and I have something to do in the afternoon." Wang Yang waved his hand.
Ivan didn't see anything unusual in his expression, so he shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "Okay, stay safe on the road." ”
When the two left the research institute, a shadow immediately followed.
Wang Yang noticed the tail behind him, whispered a few words in the girl's ear, and the two continued to walk in the direction of the station. When passing by the convenience store, Wendy suddenly screamed for ice cream, Wang Yang made a look of embarrassment, and finally couldn't resist her soft grinding and hard bubbles.
Seeing this scene, Evan who was not far away shook his head with a smile, and was ready to wait for them to come out in place, not even bothering to go up to check.
However, after more than ten minutes, the two of them still haven't come out, and Evan realized that he seemed to have been tricked, and hurriedly ran to the store to search, but where was the shadow of the two of them?
"****!" Evan scolded angrily, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, said a few words to the other end, and then left in a hurry.
At this time, on a certain taxi, Wang Yang was carefully checking the medical records in his hand, and Wendy on the side was bored for a long time, so he also came to his side and pretended to look at it.
"San Francisco General Hospital, is this the place we're going to now?" Wendy looked at the obscure noun on it, was drowsy, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the name of the hospital in the upper left corner, and couldn't help asking.
"Well, that Mr. Zhang's father is in this hospital. Wang Yang nodded, and then said to the driver in front of him: "Please trouble quickly, a friend of mine is in the hospital." ”
"Ok! Sit tight!" The driver heard that it was a matter of human life, and immediately stepped on the accelerator to the end. The car flew out.
In less than 20 minutes, they arrived at San Francisco General Hospital.
"Wendy, you wait for me here, if I don't come down after half an hour, you can go first, you can take the money." ”
"Hmm. The girl watched him run to the back of the hospital, her eyes full of worry.
At this time, it was 3 or 4 o'clock in the afternoon, there was no one in the hospital, and there were occasional patients or family members passing by in the corridor, but it was rare.
As he expected, there were two Black Super agents standing outside the door, and anyone who tried to get close would get their attention.
Wang Yang took out the identity card in his pocket and walked over with the mentality of gambling.
"Stop, sir, this is a private place, please leave. ”
"Hello, I'm Professor Steven's assistant and I'm in charge of collecting patient data today. Wang Yang said calmly, and then handed over his identity card.
The other party took it and looked at it carefully, compared the photo on the document with himself, and said, "Why haven't I seen you before?"
"I'm new here. Facing this guy's scrutinizing gaze, Wang Yang's heart rose to his throat.
"Please hurry, we're going to have a shift change soon. The other party looked at him for a long time, and finally returned the document to him.
When the other received his gaze for clearance, he opened the door to the ward.
Wang Yang tried his best to maintain a flat expression and walked in slowly.
The light in the ward was a little dim and quiet, only the whirring sound of oxygen pouring into the water all around, and on the bed lay an old man in his fifties, with a peaceful face, not at all like the kind of terminally ill look.
On either side of his hand was a thin tube that led to an infusion bottle on a hook next to the bed.
Wang Yang reached out and fiddled with the two bottles of potion, and found that there was no label, and it seemed that he had deliberately torn them off in advance in order not to let people know the ingredients of the medicine.