He misses McDonald's grilled chicken drumsticks.
He misses KFC’s chicken popcorn.
Any junk food is better than liquid food for this sick person.
But a beautiful writer has personally fed it to you, so you can’t refuse, right?
Meng Fei resisted the feeling of vomiting and drank the entire box of "liquid food". He half-lyed on the bed and breathed heavily, letting gravity let them fall freely.
Then there was endless chatting. Although Meng Fei was always vigilant, he still couldn't help but reveal a lot of information.
He could only complain secretly in his heart, it was over, and a lot of dirty information would have to be reported tomorrow.
It wasn't until the family members nearby the hospital bed rolled their eyes that Tang Wenwen reluctantly straightened her hair and went home "from get off work".
It was close to 12 o'clock in the evening. Even the ward with the lights on all night has entered sleep mode.
After Meng Fei's cell phone was confiscated by Mu Shuo, it was later handed over to Ai Ting. Ai Ting had returned it to him a long time ago and placed it in the small cabinet in front of his hospital bed.
My phone is out of battery, but luckily I have a charger. When he plugged it in, he actually felt a sense of excitement.
Because he rarely has the opportunity to go without looking at his phone for seven days. Now that I haven’t watched it for so long, I can’t help but feel a little excited.
I am looking forward to any big news in these seven days, and I am also curious about what news I will receive.
Although his friend list is originally limited in size, there are still a lot of red dots...
"Hey, Brother Meng, are you okay?
"I heard you were hospitalized again?
"We will come to Gray Magpie Hospital to see you tomorrow afternoon."
Fatty Chen and several brothers from the vulnerability team had sent messages a few days ago.
He was probably still unconscious when they came to the hospital, so they didn't see him.
"Have a good rest and get well soon!"
At this glance, you can tell that it was sent by the big boss Luo An... Get well soon = come back to work early?
Tang Wenwen also sent a bunch of them, but there’s no need to read them. I’ve finished talking about what I should read today.
Where is Ai Ting? Where is Ai Ting? What did this cold woman send me? There seems to be quite a lot.
He leisurely flipped through other people's messages, and deliberately left Ai Ting's message until the end.
"Can you please stop being so desperate every time?
“Sacrificing yourself to save others is what we, the people’s servants, do, okay?
"Oh, I know you can heal yourself.
"But why did you almost die?"
…
“The doctor said your poisoning problem is gone.
"But why don't you wake up?
“They said you seemed to have suffered a severe shock to your brain.
“Like a concussion.
"But it shouldn't be brain dead...
"I'm thinking, if you, a person with no relatives, becomes a vegetative state, who will care for you?
“Isn’t this causing trouble for the country?
"So wake up quickly, brother."
Meng Fei was speechless when he read it.
Who raises it? You raise it.
Hehe, you actually had a cold war with me and didn't reply to me. Now that you have sent me so many messages and I have not replied to any of them, I feel an inexplicable pleasure in revenge.
…
"The doctor said you showed signs of recovery.
“I originally wanted to come and see you more.
"But Tang Wenwen said she just needs to guard you.
"Okay, let her go. I'm also very busy.
"As soon as you wake up, send me a message."
…
On the surface, he looks calm and relaxed, but on the inside, he is full of jealousy.
Meng Fei was very satisfied with the reading.
Inexplicably happy, inexplicably refreshed. It was as if many silent notes suddenly danced in the silent winter night all around.
It's like Christmas Eve has come early.
Meng Fei did not reply to her immediately, but closed WeChat and opened the news.
He thought to himself: I didn't mean not to reply to you. It's too late now, I'm afraid of disturbing your sleep by sending this message. Let’s talk about it tomorrow morning.
As long as the message has not been replied, there is an inexplicable feeling of pleasure that continues in my heart.
It's like there is always a sweet expectation before the gift is opened.
What pleased him was that the recent focus of Tang Wenwen's "Spring and Autumn Writing" was not on the case that occurred at the Golden Turtle Bank.
Not a single word about the illegal transfer case appeared in the media. It is hard to attract attention for this kind of news, and banks are reluctant to reveal their own scandals.
There were a few reports about the female employee of Golden Turtle Building committing suicide by jumping off the building, but there were also no photos of him acting bravely, and there wasn't much attention at all.
Almost all the eyeballs were attracted by another thing related to him, but no one knew it was related to him.
That is, in the oncology ward of Gray Magpie Hospital, many cases of sudden improvement or even recovery appeared inexplicably!
Counting the time, ten days have passed since he came here to repair the genes of the patients.
Although ten days may not allow many seriously ill patients to recover as before, it is enough for most people to show signs of improvement.
Soon some reporters paid attention to this matter, and Tang Wenwen was definitely among them.
Meng Fei even suspected that the beautiful reporter was just dropping by Gray Magpie to feed him.
The reporters dug deep and found that almost all the cases that had experienced miraculous improvements were concentrated in wards 1 to 23 of the oncology department.
Not only did they repeatedly interview these cases and obtain examination reports from doctors, some reporters even spent their own money to conduct additional examinations on these patients.
The conclusion is shocking: almost all the patients in these wards are getting better, and most of them have even been cured! .
Several people who had given up treatment went home to wait for death, but ended up getting better and resurrected at home.
On the contrary, it can be said that wards 24 to 60 have not touched a penny. Some people's treatment works, some people get worse, some people die of illness, some people struggle to support it, in short, it is still the same.
After this big news broke, the tumor ward on the fifth floor of Gray Magpie Hospital has become an Internet celebrity attraction.
Someone is organizing family members of patients to collectively sue Gray Magpie Hospital on the grounds that the hospital uses these patients to conduct unknown medical experiments without their knowledge.
But on the other hand, there are also people who want to live in wards 1 to 23 on the fifth floor.
It is said that the beds here have been fetched by scalpers for more than 50,000 yuan.
The hospital vehemently denies using any special treatment on these patients.
Meng Fei was a little scared. If someone investigates further, it's not entirely impossible that he could be involved.
There are cameras at the entrances and corridors of the inpatient building.
Although going to the hospital to treat people was not in line with his cautious character, it was in line with his conscience.
He does not want to become a doctor and shoulder the heavy responsibility of saving lives and healing the wounded. But when he has such power and does nothing, he feels that this is an offense to his conscience.
From now on, he will still have to treat people frequently. But he can no longer focus on certain wards like this.
He decided that every time he passed by the hospital, he would randomly select some bed numbers for treatment.
Control the heads, control the proportions. Although this is extremely unfair to those who are not selected, when has the world ever been fair?
