Zhang Fenghua glanced up at the location of Ward 11, silently wrote it down in his heart, and then skillfully dispensed the medicine according to the female doctor's requirements.

However, when dispensing the medicine in Ward 11, he quietly took out a small glass medicine bottle from his cuff, replaced the medicine bottle on the original medical car, and then inhaled it into the syringe with a very fast hand and placed it in the medical tray.

"Now let's start the injections." The female doctor pushed open the door of the ward and began to inject the medicine into the patients in turn.

Soon, they came to Ward 11.

Zhang Fenghua's breathing became rapid, he lowered his head, pushed the medical cart and followed behind the female doctor, looking at Yang Qing lying on the hospital bed with his spare eyes.

Before coming here, he had seen a photo of Yang Qing.

Although the chief is guarded by nightfall, as the supreme administrator of the southern city, he still has great power, and it is very easy to get information about a citizen.

Zhang Fenghua looked at the woman lying on the hospital bed, he tried to recall Yang Qing's appearance in the photo in his mind, but he was never able to match the figure in front of him with scars and various pipeline instruments in front of him.

The wounded man's face was so badly injured that he ruined his original appearance, and it was impossible to determine his true identity.

Although the injuries are all right, the ......

Zhang Fenghua was silent for a moment, pretending to sigh inadvertently: "Tsk, how did this patient do it?" That's more than 50 percent burns, right? If you get infected, the chances of surviving are slim to none! ”

The female doctor listened to Zhang Fenghua's words, and also sighed and said, "Who said it wasn't!" This patient just had an operation last night, respiratory, and there are two more surgeries this afternoon, and skin grafting, so it depends on luck whether he can survive or not. ”

Zhang Fenghua was anxious when he heard this, this female doctor didn't answer the point of his question at all, what he wanted to know was where this patient was injured!

"Where did she do this? Was it the fire accident in Tiancheng Building last night? Zhang Fenghua licked his lips and asked directly.

Last night, the news of the monster transformation experiment in Tiancheng Building was still blocked, but the fire could not be blocked, last night the Qinghua District was in flames, and the flames burned most of the sky red, even if it was more than ten kilometers away, the blazing fire was clearly visible.

For Nancheng, the fire last night was not a secret at all, and it was normal for these doctors to know about it!

"Why do you ask this?" Unexpectedly, the female doctor, who was originally gentle towards him, immediately became serious and her tone became wary after hearing this question.

Zhang Fenghua immediately realized that the doctor in front of him must know the identity of the patient lying on the hospital bed, which is why he seemed so abnormal, otherwise he was just asking a patient with ordinary burns, and no one should have this kind of reaction!

"Just casually ask, if it involves confidentiality, when I haven't said it!" Zhang Fenghua shrugged his shoulders.

The female doctor stared at his eyes for a long time, seeing that he was covered in hair, and after more than ten seconds, she turned around to check the patient's condition, and said in a low voice: "This patient has a special identity, there is information about her, the less you know, the better!" ”

Hearing this, Zhang Fenghua could already determine that the patient in front of him was Yang Qing, the target of his assassination.

A grim smile tugged at the corner of his mouth under the mask, and then he handed the syringe mixed with a special medicine in his hand to the female doctor, and said in a sincere tone: "I know, thank you for the reminder!" ”