Su Jiye sighed again and continued to be silent. For Chang Li, when he was still outside the door except for the two of them, he asked Su Shangyuan, as if there were only two of them in this small garden, and their eyes had never been opened, and it seemed that there was no Chang Li at all.

But Chang Li's own feeling was completely different, the moment Su Jiye's voice sounded in the gray robe, especially when Su Jiye appeared, Chang Li was uncomfortable, he felt as if there was no cover around him, and he was scanned by someone, even including his thoughts. Looking at Su Jiye's long white eyebrows sitting in the pavilion, Chang Li unconsciously wanted to hide and avoid this mysterious uncle, he had a feeling that Su Jiye had been watching him, and it had been since he stepped into this courtyard.

"Uncle, there were several pregnant women with dystocia in the hospital suddenly, I couldn't find out the reason, it should be quite strange, I vaguely noticed some ......, but I wasn't sure." Su Shangyuan quickly and simply told Su Jiye what happened in the Chinese medicine hospital.

Su Jiye still didn't speak, and Su Shangyuan didn't continue to explain what was going on with the difficult birth. At noon, the sun was dazzling, the courtyard was silent, Su Jiye sat alone in the pavilion, Su Shangyuan and Chang Li stood outside the pavilion. Because the gazebo is too small, and the top is empty, it can't cover the sun at all, and the three of them are basically equivalent to being exposed to the scorching sun, but I don't know if it's because of the cold aura exuded by Su Jiye, or for some other reason, Chang Li doesn't feel hot at all, but has a cold cool air flowing away all over his body, and he seems to be as comfortable as being in an air-conditioned room.

In such a situation, the scene seems a little weird, but when you think about it, it seems to be reasonable. If it is changed to a more economically developed big city, I am afraid that there will be a few more cases of pregnant women with dystocia similar to the traditional Chinese medicine hospital, and the hospital can only form a so-called expert group, and then list the reasons one by one in diet, climate, and medication, and in the end the real "cause" will be found, such as what expired drugs are used uniformly, etc., and then one or two irrelevant personnel will be fired, and the matter will be over.

But in the Shancheng Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Su Shangyuan was the director, but Director Su learned a little Zhu Youshu from Su Jiye, so he could sense the strangeness behind the dystocia. As for Chang Li, anyone who has had the experience of being "nightmares" by others will not feel strange after encountering this situation, in other words, it is precisely because of that experience that Chang Li always hopes that he can know more about some of the secrets in it, in the "Nai He Bridge Huangquan Road" formation, Chen Feng and Wei Fei left a deep impression on him.

In the silence, it was Su Shangyuan who couldn't hold his breath first, "Uncle, what do you think about this?" He knew that for Su Jiye, the word "dystocia" was enough to explain any problem, with the identity of the Su family's son back then, and the unfathomable Zhu Youshu now, regardless of whether dystocia belonged to the normal medical category, Su Jiye naturally knew it as soon as he heard it.

"I see." Su Jiye finally said lightly, and then he suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at Chang Li. This glance actually made Chang Li's heart tremble for no reason, and then he saw that Su Jiye only left a back, "If there is any change in three days, go far away, let this friend of your come here again, I have another countermeasure." After saying this, he had already disappeared into the garden, and another "creak" of the wooden door shut, and Su Jiye returned to the strangely shaped house.

"Me?"

"You?"

The two fingers pointed together to Chang Li's nose. One is Su Shangyuan's, and the other is Chang Li's own. The two of them stared at each other, you look at me, I look at you, except for a wry smile, no one knows why, Su Jiye threw the burden on Chang Li's shoulders as soon as he opened his eyes.

"Me? Why me? Chang couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Uncle doesn't seem to even look at me." Saying that, but there was a faint hint of realization in his heart, but at this moment, in his mind, Su Jiye's sudden sentence disturbed his thoughts, and he couldn't figure it out for a while, "Uncle is usually like this?" ”

Su Shangyuan came out for a while, and he was also puzzled, but deep down his trust in Su Jiye overwhelmed his doubts, he patted Chang Li's shoulder, "Let's go, since the uncle has arranged it like this, he naturally has his intentions, let's rush back to the hospital first to see, don't happen again." In fact, he was not too sure in his heart, Su Jiye usually seemed a little withdrawn, which was related to his half-life hermitage experience, but every time Su Shangyuan came in the past, he had never seen the uncle have such a mysterious feeling, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart, and he just wanted to return to the Chinese medicine hospital as soon as possible. There was no way to do it when he was there, so I don't know if anything will happen in this half a day. And he and Chang Li's mobile phones have always been turned off, Su Jiye is such a retreat, Su Shangyuan didn't dare to talk to his uncle, and suddenly an abrupt phone sound sounded on his body.

Wu Lanyan was awakened by the ringing of the phone. She strained to open her eyes, her mind drowsy, as if she hadn't woken up from a hangover. The phone kept ringing, but Wu Lanyan's ears and brain were full of buzzing, and he couldn't hear the phone at all. She sat up, only to realize that she had not slept in the bedroom on the second floor, but had slept all night on the sofa in the living room on the first floor, covered with a blanket.

Wu Lanyan's nose suddenly became sour, how long has it been since she had made breakfast for her father? During this time, she rarely went home due to work, but no matter how late she came back, the door was always open, the light in her father's study was always on, and there was always her favorite snack in the kitchen, which was placed by the microwave.

She rolled over and stood up, suddenly her chest tightened, and she couldn't help but gasp for breath. Wu Lanyan didn't sleep well this night, and the guns and guns she heard on the road in her dreams still rang non-stop. But the strange thing is that with these sounds, she didn't see a complete picture, only endless murderous aura, and intermittent tragic scenes flashed by.

But even so, the murderous spirit, fighting spirit and boundless resentment in this dream, as well as a gloomy aura that she can't describe in words, made her sweat cold. Wu Lanyan could only vaguely remember that in this dream she saw the faces of one or twenty people, some with evil in their eyes, some expressionless, and some with their mouths open and scolding, but it seemed that everyone's faces had a momentum of seeing death as home.

Recalling this dream, Wu Lanyan suddenly boiled, stretched out his hand and pulled the curtains, outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window, there was immediately a dazzling sunlight shining in, the yang energy was the most prosperous at noon, but it was also the moment when it turned from prosperity to decline, but in the summer, the yang qi spread for several months, and there were wise people who could even use this yang qi to cultivate the three flavors of true fire.

Wu Lanyan was taken aback, she had slept for so long, and for a whole morning, the sun outside the window was slightly slanted, obviously after noon. At this time, Wu Lanyan finally heard the sound of the phone that had not stopped. She reached out and picked up the earpiece, and just as she was about to speak, she heard a rapid cry from the earpiece, "Doctor Wu, it's not good, something happened, come to the hospital quickly......"

As soon as the sun shined, Wu Lanyan's spirit immediately improved a lot, the air conditioning was actually turned on in the living room, and the temperature was not high, but Wu Lanyan still felt that the white sunlight seemed to penetrate her body, and the drowsy feeling was swept away, she frowned, "What's wrong?" Xiao He, don't be in a hurry, speak slowly. ”

The little nurse Xiao He was almost crying, "Those mothers and their families, I don't know where they heard the rumors, they all said that our hospital is not clean and evil, and now they are clamoring to transfer to other hospitals, I can't stop it, come on!" ”

"What?" Wu Lanyan immediately realized the importance of the matter, she originally thought that at most it was Director Xu of the tax bureau, who came to cause trouble, but she never expected that this strange dystocia accident in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital was finally stabbed out, and it was overnight. Wu Lanyan is not worried that these mothers will be transferred to other hospitals, but such an incident will bring a devastating blow to the traditional Chinese medicine hospital, and this blow is not only obstetrics and gynecology, but the rumors of evil in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital.

To a certain extent, in the eyes of ordinary people, the hospital is a place where life and death coexist, no matter life or death, in such a small place in the mountain city, who would dare to come to the hospital again? Wu Lanyan stabilized her mind, "What about Director Su?" Isn't he on duty in the hospital? ”

"He's not here!" Xiao He, the little nurse on the phone, suddenly screamed, "You can't come in, this is the delivery room." Then she continued: "The doorman said that Director Su drove early in the morning and went out with his friends. I kept calling him, but Director Su turned off the phone. ”

Wu Lanyan instantly calmed himself down, "You try to stabilize them as much as possible, and I'll go over." ”

"I can't hold it steady anymore......" The phone hung up, and the little nurse's voice suddenly stopped.

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