With the continuous change of age, status, and circumstances, even if the temperament is consistent, but the ambition and ambition will still change slowly and imperceptibly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

For example, when Zhang Longchu was a teenager in his teens, because he got the strange object 'world' and was peeped at, his life was hit hard one after another, so his dream was to stand at the pinnacle of evolution and become an invincible existence that could not be afraid of any strong enemy threat.

And now, although it is still one of his ideals to become the supreme powerhouse, as a god of the huge world of strange things, and the master of a small half of the world, his own strength alone can no longer satisfy his ambitions, so a few years ago, he casually said the joke of 'becoming the savior of the earth', and unconsciously added it to Zhang Longchu's ideal list.

After a secret discussion with symbolic meaning far greater than the actual effect, the big figures in the cabinet of the Haihua Kingdom, who felt that they had obtained the sword of Shang Fang, left the manor with solemn expressions, meditating and thinking hard about setting off a major change that would cover the whole of Africa, involve the vital interests of hundreds of millions of ordinary people, and would inevitably lead to countless bloody changes.

And after making some impassioned assurances, Zhang Longchu, who had returned to his absent-minded state, sat on the throne in the conference hall in a daze until the evening, and then came back to his senses, and walked out of the gate with a deep brow on his brow.

On the walls on both sides of the wall are covered with elegant tapestries and precious ancient paintings, and the floor is covered with a luxurious bright red plush carpet, the head of the manor, who has been guarding the door for several hours, saw Zhang Longchu appear, immediately bowed deeply, and asked respectfully: "Your Majesty, it's already 6:20 p.m., are you dining or..."

"I'm going to do something, Silla, I'm going to do something..."Zhang Long didn't look at the head of the manor in a crisp suit at first, and interrupted him with an inexplicable sigh, and in the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared into the corridor...

One hour later, in the heart of Melbourne, one of Australia's megacities, thousands of kilometers away from the African continent, St. Angel's Hospital intersects with the bustling street market outside.

A group of young men and women and a group of uniformed security guards confronted each other, with a look of righteous indignation on their faces, shouting, "As a hospital whose duty is to save lives and help the wounded, do you want to see death and not save it...";

"Listen, we are only law students now, but we will be lawyers, prosecutors, and judges in the future, and the current law stipulates that it is a criminal offense for any hospital to refuse emergency treatment if it encounters a critically ill patient...";

"In the age of the multiverse, 'St. Angel' is still using money to measure human life, which is simply a shame on the earth..."...

In the face of their accusations, in the expressionless security, a black strong man who was obviously a leader, more than 2 meters tall and weighed at least 150 kilograms, like a wall blocking the entrance of the hospital, retorted coldly in a rational tone that was completely inconsistent with his body type: "St. Angel's Hospital has been changed from public to private because of Melbourne's municipal deficit two years ago.

This has been done for a long time, but as a private hospital, the emergency room here has been abolished by the council, and there is no such thing as 'no emergency treatment for critically ill patients'.

If you have any dispute about this, then please report it to the police or apply to the 'Medical Ethics Management Committee' for review, and if you continue to mess around here, we will take coercive measures.

By the way, you are all law school students, and you may become lawyers, prosecutors, and judges in the future, and you should know that according to the current law, security personnel who work in special places such as schools, hospitals, and casinos have the same law enforcement powers as the police at their workplaces. In the end, there was a strong sense of irony.

In any society, unless there is the help of external forces such as large-scale public debates, it is impossible for a group of powerless students to fight against a medical consortium with huge financial resources.

Soon after the warning was given, seeing that the young man in front of him had not left, the strong, tall black security captain who looked like a wrestler really pulled out a rubber stick from his waist and forcefully drove the college students into the street with his men.

Of course, because they were in the center of the city, people came and went, and it was not good to show the excessive violence, they just held the rubber stick horizontally with both hands and pushed it, and did not really swing it, but it still caused a lot of external injuries such as redness, swelling and rubbing to the group of young people.

And after suffering from the flesh and skin, lack of social experience, only relying on unrealistic ideals, ambitions as action support, often just a mouthful, once there is a real conflict, all of a sudden it is like a poked balloon, the students who have appeared in their original form, seeing that the hospital security really dare to drive themselves, and there is no sharpness just now.

Although he did not disperse, and glared at the security guards with more angry eyes, he did not dare to make any more noise.

Seeing that they were already discouraged, the hospital security guards withdrew from the hospital without thinking much, and the black security captain before leaving also sternly warned: "I am kind enough to see that you are still students, so I did not call the police to arrest people, otherwise, just because you treated Dr. Kevin roughly in the outpatient building just now, and your irrational behavior that affected the medical safety of patients, it would be enough to go to court."

Remember, there is no second time to do such a good thing! ”

On the road, many pedestrians passing by St. Angel's Hospital stopped to watch because of the conflict between the young students and the hospital security, but when it was difficult to distinguish the rights and wrongs of the two sides, they had been just onlookers.

When the crowd dispersed, the young students who made a fuss but didn't get any results looked at each other, and one of the smaller girls, biting her lip, first muttered, breaking the silence, "Those security are gone, otherwise, we, we will go to the hospital again..."

"It shouldn't be useful to go to the hospital again," before she finished speaking, a thin Asian young man standing next to the girl with a pair of black-rimmed glasses hanging on the bridge of her nose waved her hand, and interrupted her softly with a timid expression: "Those are so fierce, and although the practices of St. Angel's Hospital are hateful, they are legal blind spots..."

Listening to the more the Asian young man spoke, one of his companions scolded him, "Then what should we do to let Aunt Merlin receive hopeless conservative treatment in a public hospital?" ”

"I, I didn't say that," the Asian young man's mouth squirmed and he couldn't argue incoherently when he heard this: "Besides, besides, the population of the entire Melbourne city is tens of millions, and 90% of them go to public hospitals for treatment, which is a normal thing." ”

As soon as the words fell, he heard the angry voice of his companion who had just questioned him: "You are a sophistry, how many of the patients in Melbourne who rely on public medical care have Emmetez's disease, except for the Asmo therapy at St. Angel Hospital, which can effectively treat it, can only wait for death..."

"What nonsense are you talking about, Maxhitt!" When the tall white man who appeared to be the most burly in appearance and temperament among the young students heard this, he frowned and said loudly, and at the same time, his eyes quietly turned to a slender Asian girl beside him, with an indescribable oriental charm, and gave him a fierce look.

Maxhit, who was shouting loudly like a cockfight just now, knew that he was speechless at this time, his face turned red, and he explained in embarrassment and panic: "No, I didn't mean that, really, really didn't mean it." ”

"It's okay Mike, I know you're also worried about my mother, it's okay." Hearing this, the Asian girl smiled, and instead comforted McHeatt, and then bowed deeply to her companions around her, "Thank you for sacrificing your precious rest day for my mother's sake, I'm fine, well, I just want to be quiet for a while, everyone go back, thank you." ”

The young students around immediately showed a look of regret, "Don't say that, Erin, Aunt Merlin usually takes care of us so much, of course we should care about her when she is sick...";

"It's a pity that we are all limited in our ability and can't help much, but everyone will continue to find a way, Erin, don't be too sad, Aunt Merlin is such a good person, you will definitely be blessed by God, and things will turn around...";

"It's not suitable for you to be alone now, let's stay with you, let's go eat something first, at this time you have to take care of your body, don't fall ill too..."...

In the face of her friends' concern, the Asian American girl smiled gratefully, but insisted on wanting to be alone and think about things.

Although Melbourne is the sphere of influence of China, its civilization is more westernized, advocating independence and freedom, so seeing that she must be like this, although her companions are not very relieved, they are not reluctant, so they can only disperse.

At this moment, outside the intensive care unit of St. Angel's Hospital, where the girl was so longing, a young man in pure black sportswear, with a T-hat, eyes, and a mustache on his chin, was lowering his head and clenching his fists in silence.

Through the frosted glass embedded in the middle of the metal door of the intensive care unit, it can be seen that in the ward opposite him, there is a thin woman with gray hair lying faintly, and beside him, someone can be faintly seen leaning over the bedside to accompany him.

"Sir, are you going to visit a patient?" A nurse who was in a hurry walked past the ward, found the young man outside the door, and asked with a frown.

Later, seeing that she couldn't answer for a long time, she couldn't help but put her hand in her pocket, held the intercom, and continued with wide eyes: "Now that the visiting time has passed, if you want to visit a patient, please go to 10 o'clock tomorrow morning... Again. ”

As the words landed, the young Asian man suddenly turned around in silence and walked briskly towards the end of the corridor, disappearing without a trace in a short time.