There was a faint smell of decay in the bathroom, the same as what Jiang Shan smelled at the gas station. This toilet only had two cubicles, and one of the doors was broken and was hanging diagonally on the ground on one side.
Jiang Shan slowly entered another cubicle. When her hand touched the door of the cubicle, she had a strange feeling, as if the door was soft and hollow inside.
Zhang Wanqiu was waiting outside and said in a gentle voice: "If you feel uncomfortable, just call me."
Jiang Shan didn't speak. She found that there was no mirror in the bathroom. She came to the bathroom to see what she looked like now, but her wish failed.
Other than that, this bathroom seems to be no different from an ordinary hospital bathroom. It is just as simple and simple, with disinfectant on the sink.
About ten minutes later, Jiang Shan came out of the bathroom. The white socks under her feet were still spotless, as if the bathroom floor was indescribably clean.
Zhang Wanqiu asked with concern: "How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"
Zhang Wanqiu could understand that Jiang Shan had just woken up for the second time, was not feeling well emotionally and physically, and needed more care.
Jiang Shan suddenly asked: "Where are my clothes and bag?"
The clothes she was wearing before she fell into coma, as well as the backpack she was wearing, were all gone.
Zhang Wanqiu was stunned for a moment, and then said quickly: "Don't worry, we will keep your things in the cabinet for safekeeping, and we will return them to you when you are discharged from the hospital..."
Discharged? Jiang Shan looked at Zhang Wanqiu and said nothing.
Zhang Wanqiu seemed to realize that she had let something slip, and she was slightly embarrassed. Then she immediately said: "If you need anything, you can tell me and I will get it for you."
Jiang Shan wanted her mobile phone, but she didn't want to tell Zhang Wanqiu.
So she walked back to the ward without saying a word. Jiang Shan didn't even know what "examination" was done while she was unconscious, and it was obvious from Zhang Wanqiu's attitude that she already knew that Jiang Shan was terminally ill.
This is all the information Jiang Shan can get at the moment.
"She seemed very guarded."
On the monitor screen, two people in white coats were staring at each other. Jiang Shan's face could be seen not to look good even through the thick electronic screen.
"I think it's normal. Judging from what happened to her, it's normal to be wary." Another person next to him said.
"I still can't believe that she is the only one who survived in the mountains... Are you sure the news is correct?"
And he lived alone for more than five months.
When the news came back to Beijing and Hong Kong, everyone had the same reaction as Zhang Zheng and his gang, they were in disbelief and couldn't believe it.
In fact, they couldn't help but wonder whether Jiang Shan was a "human".
This is a semi-enclosed office with no windows. The door number reads "Observation Room" and there are a total of three monitoring screens placed on the table.
Standing in front of the monitor were two doctors in white coats. The younger one called the older one: "Dean, this is her cranial scan."
The director of Songshan Hospital, the old director Geng Jianghui, the name Geng Jianghui is definitely a seismic figure in the medical world. He once won the highest medical award in the world, but it is said that because he is almost 80 years old, he has long since I stopped seeing patients after I retired.
Who would have thought that Geng Jianghui would come out of the hospital again and become the director of this small Songshan Hospital.
The slightly younger man next to him was Professor Zhao Qisheng, who was the leading biological research professor in the country half a year ago. He taught at the top biological research institute in the country and had conquered many topics. He was known as the contemporary "Shen Nong".
In short, these two people standing now are all figures who can be called national treasures.
Geng Jianghui pushed up his reading glasses and took the scan of Jiang Shan's skull. It clearly showed that Jiang Shan had a huge tumor in his brain.
10 times 15 is already quite amazing.
Geng Jianghui pushed up his glasses again, then looked at Zhao Qisheng in disbelief and said, "How did she survive until now with such a big tumor?"
And judging by Jiang Shan's appearance, he was still able to eat and sleep, and seemed not to be affected at all.
There is no doubt that this tumor is malignant, and it grows in such a special area of the brain. Jiang Shan can't even call this a medical miracle, but a medical miracle.
Zhao Qisheng thought thoughtfully: "The research institute said that she doesn't remember what happened on the mountain, so it seems possible."
If the tumor compresses the memory nerve, memory loss is likely to occur.
Who would have thought that the only survivor would still have terminal cancer. For a moment, even though they knew they shouldn't, everyone still subconsciously felt it was a pity.
If this was a healthy person, he might know what happened in the cave hotel and on the mountain?
And today, they still know nothing.
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"Have the results of her blood test come out?"
Jiang Shan had no idea that he had been subjected to hundreds of examinations, including X-rays from head to toe, including his hair.
"Not yet," Zhao Qisheng said, "You know, many instruments are 'out of order' now..."
Laboratory reports that used to be issued in half an hour may now take a day.
The two national treasure experts looked at each other speechlessly and no longer knew how to speak. This wave of questions is really beyond the scope and I can’t understand it.
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When Jiang Shan returned to the ward, Zhang Wanqiu thoughtfully brought her two more pillows so that Jiang Shan could sit against the head of the bed.
But Jiang Shan never showed too much joy. She looked at the white ward. There used to be a window in Jiang Shan's room in the orphanage, but now there are no windows in the ward, except for one leading to the corridor. The door, the whole room was so white that it was scary.
"Is there a TV?" Jiang Shan asked.
Even in the orphanage before, there was a TV.
Nurse Zhang paused and said gently: "Our hospital doesn't have a TV. How about... I can find you some books to read? Do you like reading?"
She thought Jiang Shan was afraid of being bored.
But in fact, boredom has become commonplace for Jiang Shan. Except for traveling, that month in her life was very busy.
Thinking of traveling, Jiang Shan's face became expressionless again.
Zhang Wanqiu observed Jiang Shan's expression, "By the way, do you like listening to the radio?" she asked gently.
Radio... To be honest, Jiang Shan had never heard of such an ancient term.
No TV, but a radio?
Zhang Wanqiu seemed to be used to Jiang Shan's silence. She took out a palm-sized mini radio from the pocket of her white coat and placed it on Jiang Shan's bedside.
"You can listen to music. Music can help relieve your mood and help you sleep."
It can be seen that Nurse Zhang is really professional in taking care of people, patient and good-tempered, and she can also accept Jiang Shan's cold eyes.
Jiang Shan looked at the radio beside the bed and made no sound.
Without TV and mobile phones, we lose the channel to understand the outside world.
