Chapter 142: Lingcheng Fog Capital 15

As soon as he finished speaking, a door in the fourth ward was burst open.

I saw a person with red eyes and rushed out frantically, "Let go of me, help!" There was ...... inside."

Before the man could finish his sentence, he was caught by two expressionless soldiers.

Covering his mouth, he pushed into the building.

Fu Anan looked at this person with deep suspicion in his eyes.

"You...... Are you sure? ”

"For some reason, many of the patients inside sneaked out before they were sure of recovery, and what you just saw was a patient.

Patients who have not recovered have problems such as irritability and fear, and rushing out of the hospital will hurt themselves and others, and we have no choice but to do so.

Because of this regulation, some gossip spread in the hospital, demonizing the fourth district. ”

The young doctor looked at Fu An'an with a distressed expression, "In fact, fighting this unknown virus is not as simple as reported in the news. ”

After speaking, the young doctor looked at his watch, "I'm going to work, you're here, are you really not going up?" ”

Fu Anan looked at the building in District 4 again, if it was really like what the doctor said, why would someone send such a distress message?

Cover all the doors and windows tightly, making it a bit more mysterious.

"Then let's go check it out, it's here anyway."

Fu An'an followed the doctor inside.

There are a lot of people on the first floor of the building.

Everyone still needs to queue up to register, and each person is given a blue rubber bracelet with a number written on it.

Fu Anan looked at his number 368.

"Visit that bed, that patient?"

The nurse who handled the problem stared at the screen and asked without even lifting her eyes.

"Hmm...... His name is Li Xiaolin, but I don't know his bed and room number. ”

Fu Anan is talking about the food delivery guy who was in a coma because of the fog on the way off work.

"Li Xiaolin," the nurse in charge typed her name on it, and then said

"He's been discharged from the hospital, so if there's no other person to visit, get a pass and get out.

Next. ”

I didn't expect it to be so fast.

Fu An'an touched her nose, she was a little trying to find the person who sent the distress signal.

But when I opened the forum, the post had already been deleted.

The young doctor glanced at Fu An'an, and the smile on his face was still the same,

"Since I've been discharged from the hospital, that's a good thing, I'm the doctor in charge of the pass, so let's go together."

For patients who are not visiting, prolonged stays are not allowed in Zone 4.

Fu Anan can only follow the doctor to apply for the so-called pass.

Along the way, she wanted to observe the wards on both sides.

Surprisingly, the doors of each room were closed, and the areas with glass were blocked with newspapers or other objects.

Fu Anan stretched out his hand to open the door and take a look.

The door is locked.

Coincidence or intentional?

Fu Anan grabbed the second doorknob, but was held down by the oncoming nurse.

The nurse's palms were cold and slightly stiff. Looking at Fu An'an's face, there was a smile similar to that of a young doctor,

"Little sister, the patients inside are still very weak, don't disturb their rest."

The young doctor leading the way in front also stopped and turned his head to look.

Fu An'an calmly withdrew his hand, revealing a shy smile when he was found to have done something bad, "I'm sorry." ”

"It's fine."

The young doctor waved his hand generously, "Let's go." ”

The miserable white incandescent lamps in the building are the source of all light, but the noisy environment reveals a trace of weirdness everywhere, and Fu An'an, who is following behind, is tense.