He Zhengkui's heart-rending howl came from the fifth ward, because his throat had been locked by the five little spirit boys, and he couldn't speak at all, only mooing cows.

The lighter patients and family members gathered outside the ward, looking at the painful appearance of this rampant and domineering official, all clapped their hands and exclaimed, Long live the mountain!

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Everyone, including some medical staff with a sense of justice, is ashamed of his behavior of relying on power, bullying, and domineering.

You said that the patients had been driven away, and you had moved in, and you were so arrogant that you didn't let the door of the ward close, and deliberately turned up the volume of the TV to the maximum.

This kind of demonstration-style action has aroused the anger of all doctors, patients and their families.

The attending physician learned from the nurse that he had not urinated for several hours, and touched his lower abdomen with his hand, and then ordered a urinary catheter to be inserted.

But the little nurse made it between his legs for a long time, and still did not export half a drop of urine.

This rampant eight-clawed wicked man couldn't move on the hospital bed, because there were five little spirit children controlling his arms and legs.

I could only stare at the medical staff and his subordinates standing by the bed, and the howl of Uriwala in my mouth could only be seen with a dull gaze.

In fact, the five little spirit children respected the master's order, only tortured him and did not take his life, and watched his bladder swell like a ball that had blown a full breath, so he opened the lock that locked the urethra.

At this unlock, the urine in the bladder poured out like water that opened the floodgates.

The five little spirit children saw that they were almost exhausted, and they couldn't hold him to death, so they locked his urethra again, so that he could suffer from this torture again and again.

The attending doctor considered that he had not eaten or drunk for a day, and did not know what kind of process his cerebral infarction had reached, so he went to the doctor to do a brain scan and 64 scans of CT.

But when the nurse asked him if he could walk?

He shook his head vigorously.

When the nurse found the medical flatbed and asked his subordinates to move the leader from the hospital bed to the flatbed, the four strong subordinates could not lift him no matter how much they lifted, as if they had taken root.

The doctor had no choice but to notify the radiology department and push a movable CT scan to be done in the ward.

Through the CT film, you can clearly see that there is a white thing that looks like a rice worm, squirming along the blood vessels in He Zhengkui's brain.

It's scared to death!

The attending doctor has been practicing medicine for more than 20 years, and has never noticed such a strange phenomenon.

Just before the attending physician ordered the craniotomy, an eerie and cold voice sounded in He Zhengkui's ears: "Move out of this ward, crawl to the door, and please come back to the patients who have been pushed out!" ”

This voice said back and forth, as if there was a ghost only speaking to He Zhengkui, and relatives and subordinates could not hear it.

About five minutes later, the five little spirit children lifted the charge against He Zhengkui, and the spirit children who had become brain worms also withdrew.

He Zhengkui regained consciousness again, and his arms and legs could move.

The first action he made when he woke up was to crawl and kneel at the door of the fifth ward.

At this time, He Zhengkui's mental appearance was haggard, and his red face was full of light when he first came.

Kowtow like garlic and said, "It's all my fault, forgive me!" I would rather move out of this room and live in the hallway for treatment. Please come in with the patients who were previously living in this ward, please! ”

In fact, during the period when He Zhengkui was controlled by the five little spirit children, the number of subordinates who came to visit the sick decreased significantly, and even one could not come in a day.

If it weren't for his position, who would want to lose a lot of tickets?

The attending physician saw He Zhengkui kneeling on the ground, and his words didn't seem like crazy words.

Looking at his pitiful appearance, the previous domineering spirit is gone.

I couldn't make the decision myself, so I called the section director.

Judging from what happened from the evening when he was admitted to the fifth ward to the evening of the next day, it was strange, weird, and even a little terrifying.

It must be that even the passing immortals can't get used to his domineering behavior, so they make some spells to trick him.

Thinking of this, the section director agreed to He Zhengkui's request and asked him to make a switch with Bai Yunfeng.

At the same time, patients who were previously admitted to ward 5 will be re-admitted to their original bed numbers.

In this way, Bai Yunfeng returned to the thirty-eighth bed in the fifth ward.

It is strange to say that He Zhengkui, who made all the medical staff of the Second Department of Neurology worried, moved to the treatment room, and all the strange symptoms disappeared, just like when he first came.

I can eat and sleep, my urine and urine are normal, and my head is clear.

He looked at his wife, who was staring at him with wide eyes and didn't say a word, and said, "It's okay now, it's all right to move out of any ward!" ”

It's not good, the five little spirit children completed the task assigned by the master, returned to the sachet on the neck of the green bamboo, and slept peacefully.

After Bai Yunfeng moved to the ward that should have belonged to him, his consciousness gradually recovered, and he was able to simply communicate with his family and the police who came to see him, and all that was left was to cooperate with the doctor's treatment and strive to be discharged home as soon as possible!