People who are sick will always have all kinds of illnesses, otherwise they would not have suffered in the hospital.

So, we can all understand, just tell the woman, when we leave, let him open the window for ventilation, and the smell will naturally dissipate.

However, the woman did not speak, but shook her head helplessly.

I don't understand what it means, is it because I don't want to open the window? Or is there something else in mind?

After all, it's just a meeting in the water, and you can't instruct others to do anything too much.

I pushed my grandfather downstairs for a walk, and after an hour, I returned to the ward.

However, I never expected that as soon as I entered it, the unpleasant smell seemed to be even stronger than just now, and when I opened the damper, the smell came to my face, and there was even a little spicy eyes.

I also reminded it just now, but it's been so long, why don't you ventilate?

Just as I was about to reproach the woman, I casually looked up and saw that the window was already open.

And when it came to his mouth, he swallowed it back hard.

At this point, the woman stood up, walked up to her, and handed each of us a mask.

She said that her husband's illness became more serious, and she had asked the doctor, but there was no way but to recuperate in the house first, waiting for the test to be seen.

Although this mask did not completely resist the smell, it was able to at least show their apology.

I am embarrassed to embarrass others anymore.

After supper, the woman came to us and apologized to us, saying that her husband's illness would be flare-up in a moment, and that the smell would be even more unpleasant, and that she would let out a scream of pain, and that if we could, we would go outside for an hour, and that it might be a little better.

Hearing the woman say this, I couldn't help but feel very strange, and my heart said, what kind of illness is still in time?

Actually, I don't have much resistance to these strange smells, probably because of the nature of my work as a psychic broker, after all, the smell of flesh urns, roasted babies, and carrion completely exceeds the smell of men now.

Now, I'm mainly worried that my grandfather won't be able to stand it, so I persuade him to go out for a walk.

However, Grandpa didn't care, he said that when he was fighting, he crawled out of the pile of dead, and the bad smell at that time was a hundred times worse than the current smell, which was simply a small thing, and it was not worth mentioning at all.

Hearing her grandfather say this, the woman couldn't persuade her to say anything, and turned around and returned to her husband's hospital bed.

After about ten minutes, the half-dead and lifeless man suddenly began to scream, the screams were heartbreaking, probably afraid of noisy patients in the next ward, the woman brought a clean towel and let the man bite it.

Then he helped him again, half lying down and half sitting, and lifted his shirt.

After helping him to sit down, the woman picked up the needle, saucer, and tissue that had been placed at the head of the bed.

When I saw these things, I felt a little déjà vu, and I always felt that such a scene had happened somewhere.

Out of curiosity, I stepped forward.

When I saw the pus bulging on the man's body, my scalp went numb.

The man was half-leaning and half-sitting, and there were many red and swollen pus pockets all over his body, back, and arms, some of which had been ruptured, which should have been broken with a needle just now, and some red and white things flowed out of it, the red ones were blood, and the white ones were like millet grains, and if you looked closely, the white things were still squirming.

I was shocked and said, "No, right?" Could it be that this man is not sick, but has been hit by a lowered head?

Although I had guessed almost in my heart, I did not rush to conclusions, but continued to observe quietly.

After all, in the absence of solid evidence, speculation is futile.

About ten minutes later, the woman picked up all the pus that was about to break through the ground, and the man felt a little better, and he was like a deflated ball, slumped on the hospital bed.

When the woman cleaned up the scene and went out to wash her hands, I also went out.

As soon as I took two steps, the woman turned around and asked me, is there something wrong?

I smiled and asked, "Has your husband been to the Philippines, Xintai, Cambodia and other southeastern countries recently?" ”

The woman was puzzled: "How do you know?" Last week, he had just returned from Xintai. ”

Instead of answering his question, I continued to ask, "Haven't you ever suspected your husband's symptoms?" ”

The woman said: "Of course I suspect it, I know that it is more open over there, known as a man's paradise, he must have gone to look for flowers and willows, so he will be infected with this disease, but all the genitourology and urology examined one side, and no virus was found, and my husband also insisted that he had not been to any kind of place, so I was not sure to pay attention to it, and now I can only wait for the test results, the doctor said that he will come out tomorrow morning at the latest." ”

Judging by the woman's narrative and the contents of the red, swollen pustule just now, the conclusion in my heart is a little more certain.

So, I told the woman that she didn't have to wait for the results, because her husband was not sick at all.

The woman was puzzled and asked me if I was a doctor, or what? Why are you so sure?

I said that I was the one who dealt with this kind of thing, and told her that if the results of tomorrow were as I said, and the doctors couldn't do anything, they would come back to me and I might find a way.

With that, I turned around and went into the room.

The next morning, the woman went to get the results at the agreed time.

Soon, she walked back dejectedly.

The man lying on the hospital bed also saw something strange and hurriedly asked the woman, how is the situation? If the test results come out, what does the doctor say?

The woman sighed and said: "The doctor did not give a reasonable explanation, saying that it may be some unknown germ, fortunately it is not contagious, as for how to treat it, they do not have any effective plan at present, and now the two options, either wait for further research in the hospital, or go to the capital hospital to try." ”

The man was very helpless and a little self-blaming, asking himself why he had such a strange disease, not only to make himself suffer, but also to make his family unlucky.

The woman was even more helpless than him, and asked the man, what should I do now?

The man asked the woman to ask the doctor again, is it possible to go to the hospital in the capital, check the symptoms, and solve the problem?

The woman said: "I have already asked about what you said, but the doctor did not answer it positively, let us do it ourselves, we can try it, as for whether there can be any better results, they don't know very well." ”