He Dashan?

Chen Po?

Liu Tianming felt very surprised. These two people seem to live in two worlds at all.

Chen Po has a cold personality and usually speaks little. Even if an acquaintance meets someone on the road, they won't even take the initiative to say hello at all. This is probably related to Chen's early experience, and may also have something to do with Chen's perennial working environment in the hospital morgue. In short, Chen Po is very cold, like a piece of ice that moves.

As for He Dashan...... The man was tall and strong, and he spoke loudly, and he would shout at the slightest thing as if it were his highest command. Liu Tianming felt that He Dashan's whole body was full of violent factors. Just like the former boxing champion Tyson, who likes to beat people, bites people in the ring, and has countless negative news such as domestic violence or rape in his private life.

How did two people like this come together?

Liu Tianming felt that Zhang Deliang should be lying. Or it's an absurd story deliberately made up in order to attract your own attention.

"What I said is true, and there is absolutely no half-baked word."

Zhang Deliang saw the suspicion in Liu Tianming's eyes, and hurriedly swore a curse: "I also found out when I passed by the hospital medicine store at noon today." You know, the medicine store is very close to the morgue, and I heard a voice coming from next door. So I deliberately came out and turned a corner, and went around to look below. And guess what, hey, hey, hey...... He Dashan, that guy, actually got involved with Chen Po in the duty room. ”

Separated from the hospital morgue by a wall is the medicine warehouse, where some medicines that need to be refrigerated and stored in special environments can only be placed. Zhang Deliang said the truth, and Liu Tianming gradually believed it, but he was still a little unacceptable in his heart: "No, right? The two of them...... That's it...... How can it be? ”

"I'm going to lie to you, that's a pig!"

In order to prove that he was not lying, Zhang Deliang forcibly linked himself to some kind of obese and stupid animal: "What I saw with my own eyes, can it be fake?" ”

As he spoke, Zhang Deliang took out his mobile phone, clicked on the screen, and suddenly a picture of a man and a woman hugging and kissing, and then starting to fight with his hands and feet. The actors and actresses in the video are He Dashan and Chen Po.

Zhang Deliang was very proud: "I took this quietly through the window glass. This adultererous man** was only busy making out at the time, and he didn't notice that I had a clear look outside! Hahahaha......"

Liu Tianming had to believe it. Although this kind of thing has nothing to do with him, in Liu Tianming's opinion, with Chen Po's cold and arrogant character, even if she wants to remarry, she should not choose a vulgar guy like He Dashan, who is like a barbarian.

That's a really good sentence———— good cabbage has been arched by pigs.

Seeing that Liu Tianming had nothing to say, Zhang Deliang felt very face-saving. He was about to continue to pull Liu Tianming and study the problems between He Dashan and Chen Po in depth, but at this time, it was already afternoon work time, and the two nurses walked in talking and laughing. There are outsiders present, and it is a woman, and Zhang Deliang is embarrassed to continue the previous topic. So, he made a haha, put on his mobile phone, hummed a little song in his mouth, and left Liu Tianming's office.

Regarding the news brought by Zhang Deliang, Liu Tianming felt a little stupid.

Chen Po was a beautiful woman when she was young, although she is old now, but for men, there is always a little bit of potential temptation and attraction. Liu Tianming is the same. However, he vaguely felt that there was some kind of strange consciousness in his mind that was inexplicable. It's not that he thinks about Chen Po differently, but suddenly feels that something is not quite right.

In the words that Zhang Deliang just said, he seemed to have missed something.

He Dashan, Chen Po, cheating, medicine storehouse, voice, morgue......

That's right! It's the morgue.

Liu Tianming stood up from the chair suddenly, his eyes widened suddenly, his hands clenched into fists, and quickly released. This neurotic move startled the two nurses in the room. One of the nurses, who was quite familiar with Liu Tianming, asked cautiously, "That...... Dr. Lau, what's wrong with you? ”

"Oh! Nothing, nothing ......."

Liu Tianming smiled reluctantly, waved his hand, and casually found an excuse to cover up the past. The two little nurses gave him a strange look, turned and walked out of the room. After infection, keen hearing is sometimes a trouble, even through the wall, Liu Tianming can faintly hear them whispering outside.

"What happened to that intern doctor surnamed Liu just now? Could it be that you have hemorrhoids on your buttocks and accidentally sit on a sore spot? ”

"Who knows! My cats will also jump and bark like this when they reach the spring season. ”

At this moment, Liu Tianming was not interested in talking to these two little nurses who were chewing their tongues behind their backs. His whole mind was completely immersed in the depths of fear.

That night, it was the mysterious patient who followed the ambulance with Xiao Wu to pick up.

I was accidentally infected by a patient, and my physical condition has changed dramatically.

Why did Xiao Wu suddenly become sugar-addicted? And ran to the chicken farm to steal chickens? Apparently because of the mysterious patient who had died.

In other words, Xiao Wu, like himself, was infected.

How exactly does this virus spread?

Blood?

Air?

Or is it spread with the help of other bacteria during physical contact with each other?

If this is the case, then how many people were infected by the mysterious patient when he was alive before this?

According to the principle of virus transmission, after being infected, he and Xiao Wu both became carriers.

Thinking of this, an indescribable horror appeared in the depths of Liu Tianming's eyes. He involuntarily took a step backwards and stumbled down on the chair behind him.

Last night, at the Fu'an Chicken Farm, Liu Tianming saw with his own eyes the fight between Xiao Wu and the sturdy man. Before he could rush over and break Xiao Wu's neck and suck the blood out of his body, Xiao Wu had already knocked the sturdy man unconscious alive and bit through the skin on the surface of his throat.

The man is still alive.

……

Kunming is a city with a large temperature difference between morning and evening. When you wake up in the morning, you may feel a little cold and need to put on a sweater. When the sun comes out at noon, the ground temperature rises sharply, and you will feel unbearably hot, and you will want to strip naked and jump directly into the refreshing and cold swimming pool.

The chickens in the Fu'an chicken farm are still crowing non-stop.

Wang Fushou sat on the bed, looking at the roof of the chicken shed that was sparkling with the sun on the other side of the window, and felt very irritable.

The alarm clock was on the bedside table, and the hands showed that it was four o'clock in the afternoon. Wang Fushou, who had been sitting for a long time, finally stood up, walked through the room, and opened the door. Suddenly, a wave of heat like that in the dry steam room of the sauna rolled in, enveloping the whole body, and it was indescribably uncomfortable.

It's too hot.

Wang Fushou put on his finger slippers and wore only a pair of underwear, and walked to the sink on the opposite side of the courtyard. He squatted, bent down, and then turned on the faucet, and the cold water immediately tilted out, rushed into the depths of Wang Fushou's hair, and quickly overflowed all the gaps in the hair roots, and flowed down the edge of the skull.

The intense heat was dispelled, and the whole person became comfortable. Wang Fushou wiped his body with a towel, walked to the chicken coop, and looked happily at the hens in the cage who had laid eggs and were "clucking" happily.

The people of the city in these years are Nima's mouth.

Native eggs can be sold for five or even three yuan a piece, but farmed eggs are only worth a few cents.

Exercise! Eggs are eggs, where are there so many differences? It's not about looking for a woman to ask for a wife, in addition to seeing if it's beautiful, you also have to reach out and pinch your body if it's material...... Whatever! It's a big deal, I went to the packaging factory in the village to order a batch of beautiful cartons another day, and said that the eggs produced in my chicken farm are all native eggs. Anyway, those people in the city are all idiots with a lot of money and stupidity, and they can't tell the difference between native eggs and farmed eggs at all. Now is the Internet era, Wang Fushou has also seen some experts on his mobile phone to teach the experience of distinguishing two kinds of eggs. In Wang Fushou's opinion, if that kind of experience can be taken seriously, then just find a few pebbles from the river beach and come back, which can be said to be soil eggs.

What a bullshit expert is, it's a bunch of idiots who wear glasses and pretend to be.

Looking at the chickens crowded next to each other in the cage, Wang Fushou suddenly felt hungry.

The coop is specially designed so that the eggs laid by the hens roll down the chute into the hay-lined box. Wang Fushou grabbed a few eggs casually, walked into the room, took the empty teacups on the table, broke the eggs one by one, and poured the egg liquid into the cup. Six eggs are enough for half a cup. Wang Fushou picked up the cup, kept sucking, and drank all the eggs.

Usually hungry, but before it is time to eat, Wang Fushou eats a few raw eggs like now.

It is said that it is raising chickens, but in fact, it is to serve a group of hens as if they were ancestors. The most feared thing is bird flu and chicken plague, and when you encounter that kind of unlucky thing, you will be bankrupt. Wang Fushou did not set up a kitchen and pot stove in the chicken farm, just to prevent it to the greatest extent. Usually, three meals a day are made by my wife from home and sent over.

After eating the eggs, Wang Fushou's hunger did not ease in the slightest. On the contrary, the eggs were just a plate of appetizers, which made him feel even more hungry.

Wang Fushou is very strange, as long as he eats a few eggs, there will always be a feeling of slightly fullness in his stomach. Today is very different. Also, the hunger pang doesn't seem to come from the stomach, but from the body. It's as if the muscles, blood vessels, and bones are the ones that really need to eat. However, the hunger signal released from all parts of the body is so strong.

The wound on the neck is no longer so painful. Wang Fushou found a band-aid and put it on casually. He felt more and more irritable, licking his slimy lips constantly.