Liu Tianming resisted the desire to tremble, and slowly pulled out the test sheet. On the name column, he saw the words "Sun Liqiong".

Liu Tianming didn't know this person.

That's not a problem. The key is to find the person.

There is a lot of kinetic energy outside the laboratory department, and the sound is very noisy. Liu Tianming quietly put the test sheet with the name of "Sun Liqiong" written on it back and carefully thought about everything that had happened in the past few days.

It all started with the unidentified black patient. Although I don't know why Xiao Wu suddenly became like that, it is certain that Xiao Wu must have had similar contact with the patient.

There are many ways to get infected by the virus. Combined, it is nothing more than airborne transmission, saliva, and blood. Among them, the blood-borne method is the most direct, and the virus is also the easiest to invade the host. Compared to other mammals, humans have a cleaner environment and are more susceptible to infections. This is the result of human beings reinventing themselves over hundreds of millions of years of evolution. To fight viruses and bacteria, humans invented antibiotics. But in any case, drugs cannot replace the human immune function after all.

Liu Tianming couldn't help but think of himself.

Now, he has to take a lot of antibiotics. Compared to the initial dose, the dose of ceftriaxone sodium has increased threefold. Liu Tianming didn't know if it was right to do this. But I really have no other way, I rely on the instinct of a doctor to treat myself.

Wang Yilei is gone.

Qian Guangsheng's mood was obviously much better than usual. Looking at the phone number left on the notepad, he took out his phone and quickly added a new contact to the address book. After thinking about it, he added three words after Wang Yilei who had just entered————Little sweetheart."

Liu Tianming and Qian Guangsheng are not very familiar. Despite this, Liu Tianming still heard Qian Guangsheng shouting the names on the test sheets one by one, with undisguised joy and joy in his voice. Especially in the face of those patients who got the list, Qian Guangsheng's always cold face of the dead actually showed a little smile.

No one has come to ask Sun Liqiong for her test sheet.

Liu Tianming was disappointed.

He felt that he probably wouldn't be able to get anything out of it today. Laziness is an instinct of human beings, maybe this person named Sun Liqiong has something to do and can't come over to get the order for the time being. This kind of thing is very common, and it is not uncommon for the laboratory department to see receipts that have been stuck for more than a few weeks.

After all, this is not my department. It's okay to find an excuse to come over once in a while, and spending most of the day here will definitely cause criticism and even suspicion. Although he wanted to stay a little longer, Liu Tianming still tried to control his emotions, got up from his chair, said hello casually to Qian Guangsheng, who was in a good mood, and walked out of the examination room.

A caregiver cleans the hallway, a wet mop scratching the floor. Under the blazing light, the moisture quickly evaporates and the terrazzo floor quickly becomes dry again.

A large group of people waited anxiously and irritably at the elevator door. It means that the two buttons up and down the elevator are lit up, and someone still walks over from time to time and presses them in the direction they need. Maybe they think that if they do this, the elevator doors will open faster. However, the digital display at the top of the door frame is still so slow.

The elevator is finally here. Without waiting for all the people inside to come out, the crowd waiting outside "hula" rushed in like a tide. Swift hands and feet directly drilled the gap between the gaps and seized the best position at the door. Even though there was still a lot of space in the elevator, they just stood there and didn't let it go, looking at everyone who passed by them with cold and gloating eyes.

It's hard to imagine so many people crowded into such a narrow space. Liu Tianming really couldn't squeeze in, so he could only sigh and shake his head, turn around and walk in the direction of the stairs.

Why do you have to squeeze the elevator? Walking and climbing stairs is also a great way to exercise.

Behind him, an electronic alarm sounded about an overloaded elevator. Without looking back, Liu Tianming could also hear a vicious shouting and quarrel behind him.

"It's overloaded, the two at the door, hurry out."

"You can't get a mess? Do you say I have to go out? Why am I not you? ”

"It's noisy! Outside, people hurry up! If you stand here, the elevator won't move, and no one of you can go. ”

"If you can't go, you can't go, it's all about Lao Tzu. Nima, if you want to go, you can go by yourself, I won't move anyway......"

Similar quarrels erupt several times a day. In the end, it often turns into a direct collision between fists and legs. In the end, you still have to have to come to the hospital security and even the police to end the game.

Liu Tianming shrugged his shoulders and walked down the stairs.

As soon as he turned the corner, he immediately saw a familiar figure coming up from below.

He was short in stature, lean, wearing a pair of old black rubber wooden slippers, and the white coat was very loose, like an oversized pajamas.

It's Mrs. Chen, who takes care of the morgue.

What is she doing here?

In an instant, countless thoughts quickly surged into Liu Tianming's mind.

He was surprised, and suddenly thought of a possibility. It's just that there is no basis for the idea for the time being. Liu Tianming could only quickly turn around, quickly ran to the upper floor, stood next to the handrail of the stairs, bent over, pressed the fiercely beating heart, bent down, and watched Chen Po slowly climb up and walk towards the exit of the second floor.

The laboratory is over there.

Liu Tianming was a little surprised. He remembered that he had checked all the lists in the laboratory and did not see Po Chen's name.

Hearing strengthened after being infected by the virus plays a crucial role at this time. Liu Tianming tiptoed down the stairs and stood sideways behind the wall of the exit on the second floor. It was about twenty meters away from the laboratory, mixed with the noisy and chaotic quarrel in the elevator room, and Liu Tianming faintly heard the conversation coming from the laboratory window.

"Doctor Qian, are you busy?"

"Oh! It's Po Chen! Why do you have time to come to me? Hehe, come in and sit down. ”

"No, I'm here to help my friend get a lab sheet. She should have come over the other day, but she didn't have time. Just called me today. ”

"Hmmm! What's that friend's name? I'll check it for you. ”

"Sun Liqiong."

That's right, that's the name.

Liu Tianming felt a hot current in the back of his body. He was sure that he had heard correctly, and although Chen Po spoke with a strong local dialect, he didn't think it was these three words.

Sun Liqiong...... Well, found it. ”

Liu Tianming saw Qian Guangsheng hand out a test sheet from the window, and said to Chen Po very politely: "Your friend is not lightly ill. With such a low heme level, this is really rare. Mrs. Chen, you have to ask your friend to find time to come to the hospital quickly. ”

"Okay! Good! ”

Chen Po casually said a few perfunctory words, put away the test sheet, thanked her, and turned to leave.

Liu Tianming ran back to the stairs above. Chen Po never noticed his existence. Liu Tianming followed Chen Po out of the medical technology building and saw her walking towards the gate of the hospital.

……

Zhang Qiaozhen is Wang Fushou's wife.

A few years ago, there were very few farmers in the vicinity of the cities. At the end of the year, the money from selling grain is not enough to buy seeds and pesticides. Although food prices have risen in recent years, it is not generally difficult for lazy people to become diligent again. Zhang Qiaozhen is like that. Since a few years ago, he opened a chicken farm with his own man, and the farm work in the field has been abandoned.

It is no exaggeration to say that Fu'an Chicken Farm is the lifeblood of the whole family. If there was no chicken farm, Zhang Qiaozhen really didn't know what to do.

Her husband Wang Fushou is very hard-working and hard-working, and spends five to six days a week in the chicken farm. At the beginning, Zhang Qiaozhen was still worried, could it be that her husband had another woman outside and deliberately hid in the chicken farm and did not come home? Only later did I realize that I was wrong. Since then, Zhang Qiaozhen has no scruples about her husband, and every few days she cooks, she has to get a few good dishes.

The family's "Changhe" van is very old, almost reaching the end of its life. Zhang Qiaozhen only drove and never thought about this problem. In her opinion, as long as the car is fine, it can continue to drive. What hell the annual inspection, what damn engine depreciation, it's all the way the DMV wants to get money out of its own pocket. Anyway, this old car will not drive out to run transportation, at most, it will sneak out of the chicken farm at night and deliver it to the owner. In the village, there are many similar situations, and I have never heard of anyone who has had an accident with their car and killed someone.

The dirt road outside the chicken farm was difficult to walk, and the van was crooked and bumpy. Zhang Qiaozhen's driving skills are good, largely due to this bad road. There is no way, the chicken farm has to transport the eggs produced that day every day, and I can also bring food to my husband by the way.

Usually, Zhang Qiaozhen rarely comes over at night. If she hadn't stewed lotus root and boiled pork ribs at home at noon, she wouldn't have wasted gasoline and ran with a thermos flask full of broth.

The door of the chicken farm was ajar, Zhang Qiaozhen did not turn off the flame, she jumped out of the cab, walked over, and found that the chain that held the doorknob had fallen to the ground. She thought it was strange that no one would come to the chicken farm at this time, and her husband had closed the door tightly and locked it, so how could he let the chains look like this?

After hesitating, Zhang Qiaozhen pushed open the iron door and drove the van in and parked it. Before pulling out the key, she also honked the horn.

This is the signal of her agreement with her husband. As long as the horn sounds, it means that you have delivered food.

There was no response, there was silence at the chicken farm office, only the noisy cries of chickens in the chicken shed in the distance.

"Cut off your head! Not hungry? I'm not going to come over to help me......

Zhang Qiaozhen was very dissatisfied, picked up the thermos flask, and scolded and stepped away.