Song Chang'an interrupted Qian Sun'er, "The security of the hospital is handled by the armed police force at the top and the police from the nearby police station at the bottom. What does it have to do with you people? Who arranged it for you? I will investigate this matter afterwards. The protective umbrella of black forces is not allowed to appear in the people's police..."
Qian Suner's face tightened. He originally wanted to say something harsh, but then he saw that Song Changan was surrounded by skilled bodyguards in suits, about twenty of them. These people looked like they had been specially trained. If there was a real fight, Qilinmen would definitely not be the one. The opponent, coupled with the unreliability of these bribed armed police, will definitely switch sides at this time.
Qian Suner said with a grimace: "Yes, yes, we are meddling in other people's business..." He turned around and shouted at Qilin Gate, "I didn't hear what the director said, get the hell out of here..."
In order not to cause unnecessary trouble and involve the people behind the scenes, Qian Suner wanted to leave the hospital immediately.
In Song Changan's eyes, Qian Suner's thoughts could not escape his eyes at all.
Before Qian Sun Er could leave, Song Changan had someone stop them.
"It is a crime to carry controlled knives and firearms privately..."
Song Changan turned to look at Sun Guoquan, "Are you Sun Guoquan?"
Sun Guoquan didn't expect that Song Chang'an would still remember him, so he couldn't help but get a little excited, "Back to the director...I am..."
"Bring these people to the station and interrogate them one by one. Anyone dares to carry a gun..."
When Song Changan said this, Mei Mei and Xia Hong, two of his men, immediately hid their guns on their bodies.
"...Hey, the three of them, why don't you investigate?" Qian Suner couldn't help but look at Rose and others when he was handcuffed.
"They are one of their own, undercover..."
At this time, it all depends on Sun Guoquan's words. After all, Xu Zhan has confessed that he still knows Rose's identity. In the future, there will be more dealings in Yuncheng, and he doesn't want to offend this hidden female boss of the Black Tiger Gang.
Sun Guoquan was extremely happy. He had unexpectedly gained something unexpectedly from this matter. He solved a gun control case. Ants with little meat are also meat, and small cases are also cases. Moreover, this matter is linked to the Qilin Gate. Others are worried about the Qilin Gate, but he, Sun Guoquan, is not afraid.
Sun Guoquan called the police station and dispatched several police cars and personnel.
Song Changan led the team, and no one dared to stop him.
"Open……"
Song Changan gave serious orders to the two armed policemen.
"Director Song, there are all infected patients inside, you can't go in..."
The dean was afraid that Song Changan would be infected, and he, the dean, would be blamed and punished.
"Patients? They are patients, not devils. If they are allowed to destroy themselves because they are infected with venom, who will take the initiative to go to the hospital in the future? Who will believe you?
At that time, everyone in China who is infected with the venom will hide and hide. What should we do at that time? Have you ever thought about it? ……Open……"
Song Changan's words left the dean and everyone speechless.
Yes, if hospitals treat infected people and think about how to abandon and isolate these people, no matter who is infected with the venom in the future, they will suffer silently even if they die, and they will not waste time and money in the hospital.
If that time comes, Yuncheng and even the whole of China will be enveloped in venom. It is not difficult to imagine such a scene.
The dean said to the armed policeman next to him: "Captain Wan, open the door!"
Captain Wan took out a bunch of keys, walked to the iron door, and opened the lock.
"Director Song, you'd better put on protective clothing and a mask!"
The dean asked someone to bring some protective masks and distributed them to everyone.
Following Song Changan, Mei Mei and Sun Guoquan walked into the quarantine area.
I originally thought that there would be a swarm of people inside, people who were suffering from hunger and illness and had no way to escape. As soon as the door opened, they would all rush over.
This did not happen. When everyone went in, there were thousands of isolation beds made of temporary wooden boards in the hall. Each bed was less than half a meter apart. Basically, there were patients lying on the beds. Some were dying, some were motionless, and some were. Some saw someone coming in, raised their heads, took a look, and went back to sleep.
"They are all seriously ill patients. Without specific medicine, there is nothing we can do about it."
The dean explained.
Song Changan wore a mask and walked along the corridor from the hospital bed.
Walking in front of a little girl, Song Changan stopped.
This little girl, who was about eight or nine years old, was lying on the bed when she saw Song Changan coming over and took the initiative to say hello to him. She was also the only person who took the initiative to say hello.
"Have you eaten?" Song Changan couldn't help but ask when he saw the little girl picking up pieces of steamed buns on the ground to eat.
The little girl timidly shook her head.
Song Changan took off his mask, squatted down, and asked kindly: "Why are you picking up slices of steamed buns to eat? Are you not full?"
The little girl looked at the people behind Song Changan and then at Song Changan, "There is no food to eat... everyone has no food to eat..."
"No food?" Song Changan frowned and looked at the dean and the mustache doctor next to him.
"Why do patients have no food to eat? What is going on?"
When Song Changan asked these questions, he looked around the ward and found that many people were wearing very little. Some didn't even have a cotton-padded jacket. Some people had no clothes and several people were hiding under a quilt. Here, keep each other warm.
The dean touched the fine sweat on his forehead and looked at the mustache next to him, "Didn't you say someone is responsible for delivering meals? How could this happen?"
Mustache smiled and said, "Dean, Director Ruan said that patients with severe infections cannot eat. Eating will aggravate the condition. Not eating will reduce the discharge of the body's blood circulation system. Not only can't eat, it's best not to talk or stop talking." If you move, the venom will spread very slowly until it disappears, which will help the patient's condition improve."
The dean looked at Song Changan next to him awkwardly and glared at Mustache, "Is this what Ruan Fu told you?"
Mustache replied: "Yes, Director Ruan also said that according to his method and clinical response, many patients have been treated and their conditions have stabilized. You see, everyone is very obedient..."
As Mustache said, he also looked at the patients on the surrounding beds. Most of them were lying motionless on the bed, not even turning their eyes.
Song Changan's expression changed obviously, he pointed at the dean, and finally said nothing.
"Go, ask someone to prepare food and bring it over quickly..."
Only these desperate and helpless patients will believe this kind of lies and deception, because this is the only life-saving straw they can grasp. Even if many people stop breathing, they still believe Ruan Fu's lies.
Little did they know that Ruan Fu's ultimate goal was to drag them to the cremation ground.
