With a "crunch", the fecal suction truck in front of it stopped directly in the small square in front of the physiotherapy center.

Actually came to this place?

The few security guards who caught up behind were stunned, and the anger on their faces immediately became even stronger.

I used to think that the septic tank in the hospital building was clogged, but now it seems that this is not the case at all.

The physiotherapy center building has just been completed, and it has been less than a month since it was delivered, so how could the huge septic tank be blocked?

This is definitely looking for trouble.

Several security guards turned their heads to look at each other, and tightened the rubber rods in their hands in unison.

"Bang dang!"

The door was slammed shut, and three people jumped out of the car, all young men in their early thirties, all with meaty faces, and it was not a good road at first glance.

"What are you yelling on? Lao Tzu sued you, my sister was treated to death by your hospital, if you don't give an explanation for this matter, Lao Tzu will wash the entire physiotherapy center today!"

The first to jump out of the car was a bald man, who turned his head to look at the big yellow dog chasing behind, his eyes widened, and he scolded directly:

"I can tell you, now the TV station's live news car is still parked at the entrance of the hospital, and the reporter is upstairs, are you trying to arouse public anger? Come on, come on, why did you come up and beat me? Don't be soft, come here, anyway, everyone will die, don't care if the matter is bigger, right?"

As he spoke, the bald man pointed his backhand at the door of his shiny brain, which was completely a hob meat posture of a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.

Killed people?

me! or physiotherapy?

No wonder the little nurse who asked for help just now said that someone was looking for trouble, it seems that this trouble is not small today!

Seeing that it turned out to be a doctor-patient dispute, Huang Dagou's several security guards immediately gave up.

It's not easy for them to meddle in this kind of thing, and even if they do, it's still good-looking. In the end, even if the doctors and the patient's family fight directly, they can only act as a scaffold at most, and they really dare to pick up the stick, unless the skin on their bodies is almost the same if they don't want to wear it.

The nature of the security guard's involvement in the brawl has completely changed!

Thinking like this in his heart, Huang Dagou and several security guards looked at each other, opened their mouths, and closed them directly. After leaving two people here to watch, the other two security guards were led by him directly into the lobby on the first floor of the physiotherapy center.

Anyway, since you're here, what's going on, let's ask Master Zhou first.

"Hmph!

Seeing that Huang Dagou and the others immediately lost their temper, the bald man cursed in his mouth, turned around and instructed the other two to turn the car around, and the butt of the car was aimed at the gate of the first floor of the physiotherapy center, and directly put up the thick hose behind the car, facing the building of the physiotherapy center.

This hose, which is thicker than an adult's thigh, is covered with yellow filth, and at a cold glance, it looks like a cannon barrel, but it is just a biochemical cannon tube that does not spit out shells and sprays feces!

This professional suction truck is not equipped with a one-way centrifugal pump, but a gear pump that can rotate back and forth. When you need to suck the fecal juice in the septic tank into the storage tank, you can turn on the switch directly, and when the fecal storage tank is full and pulled to the fixed manure point to go to the car, you can turn the switch upside down, and then go down with one foot on the accelerator, and the manure juice full of tanks will immediately rush out of the hose.

At the moment, this bald man is obviously not joking, looking at the posture of this action, if he does not coordinate well with the physiotherapy center for a while, it is estimated that most of them will immediately use this way to pass all the foul-smelling fecal juice into the guò hose and spill it directly on the head of the physiotherapy center building.

If this kind of thing really happens, I am afraid that the reputation of the physiotherapy center will stink to the end in an instant, and there will be no other way out except Guan Zhang Daji.

After the preparations were completed, the bald man also left a person to guard, and the rest of the guy was waved by him, and he walked directly to the hall on the first floor of the center with a wave of his hand.

The momentum caused by this unexpected scene has already attracted some attention in the hospital, and many medical staff who happened to pass by the physiotherapy center surrounded and stood aside and pointed.

Among them, there are two familiar figures, which are Jiang Biwu and Hu Haitao's master and apprentice.

After the master and apprentice saw the live broadcast of Jiang Xiaomei who had just been sent to the physiotherapy center and died soon after the TV was on TV, they immediately drove over, originally wanting to take advantage of the fact that the people on the TV station were still there, and those volunteers and enthusiastic citizens who cared about Jiang Xiaomei had not left yet, so they could show their faces at the live broadcast site, show their identities, and expose the ugly face of Zhou Xiaoya and this physiotherapy center in the name of qigong to the majority of Jianghai citizens.

Who knew that after getting out of the car, they just entered the hospital, and they actually saw such a powerful scene, the two turned their heads to look at each other, and they both saw a touch of surprise in each other's eyes.

"Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, hum, the kid surnamed Zhou also has today? Let's go, let's go over and add a fire to him!"

Looking at the eye-catching fecal suction trucks in the square, as well as the increasing number of doctors and patients' families around the square, Old Man Jiang was full of hatred.

As he spoke, he waved his hand at Hu Haitao behind him, and walked towards the physiotherapy center building.

......

Hurried to the physiotherapy center, Dean Cao had just stepped on the third floor, looked up, and his face immediately became gloomy.

At this moment, the entire small hall on the third floor was completely noisy.

In the center, the beautiful host Xiao Yue is stretching out the microphone in her hand for a live interview, while her two colleagues are standing two meters away with cameras.

On the periphery, there were several volunteers and enthusiastic citizens who were concerned about Jiang Xiaomei's incident, and at this moment, they were listening to the content of the on-site interview.

Next to her, Liu Yuyan and several nurses were standing there helplessly, all of them obviously anxious, but helpless.

And the man who was being interviewed was obviously not a good way to go, and the guy who was wiping tears in the middle was the bald man who came running with a dung truck and claimed to be Jiang Xiaomei's distant cousin.

Behind him, there were still a few people standing, in addition to Jiang Biwu, the head of the Jianghai Qigong Association, who had come to the physiotherapy center to make trouble before, there was also a young man with a proud face, and the "former president" of the People's Hospital, Old Man Mo, who disappeared some time ago.

At this moment, the bald man who raised his hand and wiped his tears righteously and solemnly accused the physiotherapy center and Zhou Xiaoya's evil deeds, and kept counting Jiang Xiaomei's illness on Zhou Xiaoya's head, insisting that this was a strict medical accident.

Probably because of his lack of culture, the bald man wiped his tears and said nothing except for a sentence of "medical malpractice".

The old man Jiang on the side was in a hurry, he was almost scratching his ears and cheeks, he saw an opportunity, and stretched his neck to the camera.

"That's right, the kid surnamed Zhou calls himself a qigong master, but in fact he is just an intern doctor in a hospital. Audience, intern doctor, in terms of medical qualifications, he has not even obtained the qualification certificate to practice medicine, and in terms of the so-called Chinese Qigong, our Jianghai Qigong Association does not recognize him at all, this kind of person dares to treat people with qigong so openly, and now there is a fatality, everyone should be vigilant......"

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself, the old man Jiang Biwu is the president of the Jianghai Qigong Association, for the incident of the pseudo qigong master Zhou Xiaoya, our Qigong Association did not play the role of supervision and restraint it should have, and led to the death of Ms. Jiang Xiaomei, I am sorry for the country, sorry for the people, I ......"

As he spoke, Old Man Jiang burst into tears, with a compassionate look, he almost didn't apologize on the spot.

Seeing that the little nurses standing on the periphery had their noses crooked, they gritted their teeth one by one, and almost turned around to look around for the broom mop head or something.

The severity of the incident was obviously beyond Dean Cao's original expectations.

At this moment, as soon as he saw Jiang Biwu and Old Man Mo all appear, he vaguely seemed to notice something.

Conspiracy, this is definitely a conspiracy!

With a sinking heart, Dean Cao turned his head and glanced at the small hall again, and when he saw that Zhou Xiaoya was not here, he turned around and wanted to go to the fourth floor.

"Hey, isn't that our Dean Cao? Yo, such a big thing happened, didn't you see the patient's family crying into tears? Why did you come and leave directly? You leaders are too hard-hearted, aren't you?"

As soon as he turned around, a strange yin and yang words sounded in the crowd, but it turned out that Old Man Mo saw him with sharp eyes, and the work of two sentences immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"What? This old man is the dean?"

In the crowd, the bald man who was squeezing his tears was stunned when he heard this, and the angry look on his face as he spoke, he walked directly to Cao Lao. His mouth was even more excited: "You still want to run when you come, do you leaders have all the consciences of dogs?"

"Murder pays for life!"

"Punish the culprit!"

"Hand over the murderer and give Jiang Xiaomei justice!"

"That's right, pull that bullshit Master Zhou out and expose him directly!"

......

Several volunteers and enthusiastic citizens in the small hall were obviously also provoked by Jiang Biwu's words, and when they saw the person in charge of the hospital appear, they immediately shouted loudly.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the entire three-story small hall was completely tense, and the situation was showing signs of getting out of control.

Seeing this qiē, Old Man Mo and Wei Shao, the provincial city who were mixed in the crowd, sneered again and again......