My name is Huo Sansi, and I think of danger in times of peace. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After the incident of the oil wolf's soul tank, I didn't expect that I couldn't come out of the hospital for half a month.

My condition is getting worse and worse.

Originally, although there were many wounds on my body, there were no fatal injuries, and after the bandaging treatment, my attending doctor even swore that a week of observation at most would allow me to go home with peace of mind.

But I don't know why, since I was admitted to the hospital, I have been having a low-grade fever, and the wound has not healed, during which various therapies have been tried a lot, but there is no effect, and then the doctor took my blood for a laboratory test, and told me a desperate news.

They said I had "sepsis".

I don't know what sepsis is, but it's scary enough to hear the name, and the most terrifying thing is that the doctor further told me that the cause of my sepsis was a bacterial infection caused by a scratch by an oil wolf.

I was astonished, so I asked the doctor, "...... Didn't you say that it would get better in a week? Why did it get worse after half a month? ”

When the doctor heard this, he looked at me with a very strange look.

Then he whispered to me: "Mr. Huo, is there anything hidden in the case that you talked about with the doctor and the police, and there is a plot that we don't know about?"

Hearing this, I was more and more surprised, and I didn't know why he asked me this question, but I really had nothing to hide, at least within the scope of what a normal person could understand.

So, I opened the skylight to my attending doctor and said, "Don't you go around the bush with me? What's wrong with my disease, you might as well tell me directly!"

"Okay!" The attending doctor nodded and told me in detail: "Mr. Huo, the injuries on your body don't look like they were caused by a ten-year-old child, and the bacteria that infected your wounds are not human, or animal scratches, your disease is a Galanz bacterial infection, understand?"

I didn't have any exposure to medicine in college, so I didn't understand him at all.

Therefore, we can only shake our heads in confusion, and ask if you can talk to me in the vernacular, so that I can know how many days I have to live.

After listening to my thoughts, the doctor nodded again, and then told me: "To put it simply, the bacteria infected with your body are very rare, there is no specific medicine for the symptoms, and the infected bacteria on your body are not what animals and plants should have, but things that can only be seen on corpses." ”

At this point in the doctor's words, I completely understood that the thing that caused my wound infection was the so-called "corpse poison"!

I don't know why there is corpse poison on Wang Ruifeng's body, it is estimated that it is inseparable from the rat "specimen", what I can care about now, and the question I am most concerned about is naturally whether this corpse poison can be saved, or ...... Can it be saved.

So, with pleading and sincere eyes, I looked at the attending doctor and said, "Doctor, tell me the truth, I can accept it! Is there room for treatment of my disease?"

It stands to reason that even if the doctor is terminally ill, he will be a little more euphemistic, spitting out some nonsense such as "don't have ...... burden of thought", "actively cooperate with the treatment ......", and "believe in medical miracles".

But I don't know why, my doctor was very sincere, so he shook his head at me, and then clasped my hand and said, "Brother, I can't do anything, but I have a contact number here, which should help you......"

As he spoke, the doctor handed me a business card, and then turned to leave.

When the doctor handed me the business card, I was very grateful, because although he was not a good person, he was also a good person, and even though he could not cure himself, he also showed me a way to try it from other hospital specialists.

So, when I took the business card, I held it in both hands, and I also found a well-lit angle to look at the text and contact information on the business card......

Outcome...... I'm petrified.

Because the business card says ...... It's a shroud spot!

I threw my business card on the ground and scolded at the door of the ward: "Lao Tzu doesn't need this kind of service! Even if I die, I won't wear that kind of thing, you #¥&!!"

In the midst of my scolding, the doctor did not come back, and it was Zhao Shuihe, who was serving lunch for me, who pushed the door and entered.

Shui He saw that I was scolding my mother alone, turned around and looked out of the door, and then asked me puzzled: "Who are you angry with?"

While speaking, Zhao Shuihe picked up the business card on the ground again and looked at it in surprise.

Seeing Zhao Shuihe come in, I hurriedly restrained my madness, and then pretended to be nothing and said to the business card of the shroud shop: "There was a kid just now who came in and joked with me, so I was angry......"

In the face of Zhao Shuihe, I lied, because I knew that my illness involved many things, and I couldn't let Shuihe think and distract them.

After all, now I am the only one left in my store to take care of her and Lao Zhao, although because of efficiency problems, the income has decreased by more than one-third, but it can still maintain the most basic support. But if the news of my terminal illness were spread to the two of them, I was afraid that I would not be able to maintain even half of my income.

My words made Xiao Nizi nod, and I could see from her expression that she didn't know my situation, nor did she understand the anxiety in my heart.

Isn't that good?

So, after I took the lunch box, I urged Xiao Shuihe again: "Shuihe, thank you for your hard work, it's okay, go back and help your grandson take care of the store, and when I'm ready, I'll give you double the bonus." ”

"Cut!" Zhao Shuihe glanced at me, snatched the orange juice from my lunch set, and took a sip.

Then she said something that made me cry.

This little girl actually told me: "You are terminally ill, what kind of bonus do you give!"

Listening to her words, my heart trembled, and then I involuntarily grabbed her arm and said, "You all know!"

"Let go!" Zhao Shuihe got rid of my entanglement before he nodded and said:

"Of course! After hearing that you have been poisoned by the corpse, everyone is very concerned, Sister Cai and He Zhibai have already prepared a coffin for you, just waiting to buy you a shroud, tomorrow I suggest you don't have treatment, let's go out with me to have a look! Now the style of shroud is much older, there are Chinese, Western and Arabic, it is said that the most popular one recently is the Mauritian style, the kind covered in shells, to ensure that you walk decently, the scenery is beautiful......"

That is, I have good quality, and I am still sick, otherwise, I really want to sew this little girl's mouth with my own hands!

Just as Zhao Shuihe was talking, a leisurely laugh suddenly came from outside the door of my intensive care ward.

The voice came up and smiled, and said to me, "Don't listen to this water lotus, she is teasing you." Your illness is not a terminal illness, Boss Huo can rest assured. (To be continued.) )