"Consultation?" Ye Se repeated.

"Yes, a patient named Tian Chunhua on the fifth floor suddenly developed symptoms of irritability and hyperactivity. After receiving the report, Director Zhang took several doctors to consult." Du Kuan said everything he knew.

The night smiled darkly, and the feeling was the most powerful thing to say after experiencing it personally.

Du Kuan's descriptions mostly have imaginative components.

To be precise, it is mixed with painful desires, which may not be obvious now. In a few days, what Tian Chunhua desires most is to fly to the blue sky.

In fact, it was a slap, and it fell downstairs, corpse splattering blood, which was a terrible sight.

At this moment, the most proud person must be Tang Tang.

President Zhang held his hands behind his back, snoring his black face, and scolded his subordinates roughly and simply: "You can check me carefully and take medicine quickly. No matter what, you can't let this patient have an accident! If something happens to him, you will be done, and I will be done too."

All the doctors were startled.

Finished!

Is the meaning of this word too profound or too simple? I can't understand the literal meaning.

Li Bingyi lowered his head and placed the stethoscope on Tian Chunhua's chest, his fingers shaking.

His reaction is that psychological and physiological coexist.

The pressure from Dean Zhang and the contradictory doubts about his own self-confidence and lack of self-confidence.

"Director Zhang, that's right," Li Bingyi's voice was hoarse and embarrassed after experiencing pulse, auscultation and testing.

"Tang Tang, look." Although Zhang Yuanzi doesn't like Tang Tang's introvertedness and arrogance, she has to admit that her skills are first-class.

The method Tang Tang used was similar to Li Bingyi, and the conclusions he came to were basically the same.

"Look at it for a few more days." Tang Tang said coldly.

After seeing the doctor, the same conclusion was reached.

Dean Zhang had no choice but to point to a group of subordinates: "You all cheer me up. The ugly words are ahead. If something happens to him, I will get into trouble. Before I get into trouble, I will get rid of you one by one. No one can think of it."

After saying this, Dean Zhang left angrily.

Li Bingyi sighed several times and asked Tian Chunhua pleaded with mercy: "What does Dean Zhang mean?"

Tian Chunhua only glanced at the doctor and lowered timidly.

He did not answer Li Bingyi's question at all.

Dare not to answer.

Sensitively, he noticed that there were shadows hidden in the darkness around him all the time.

The shadow's hands invisibly errats his neck, making him unable to breathe freely.

Huang Yimin's uncle stayed abroad and was the earliest pilot.

Influenced by his uncle, he fell in love with everything related to planes. After graduating from high school, with his uncle's help and recommendation, he went abroad to study and became a junior brother in the same school as his uncle.

However, he was not fascinated by the stimulation and pride of soaring in the blue sky, but instead fell in love with the dense circuit diagrams at first sight, and was fascinated by the power device and the lifting and landing device.

After returning from his studies, he worked in the Mawei Aircraft Manufacturing Office. As an ordinary patriotic commoner, his ambition from his student days was to use the knowledge he learned to strengthen the country and prosper.

The hatred for the RB devils began to emerge from the 21st article. During the May 30th Massacre, the shelling of Dagu Fort, the "March 18th Massacre", the "Jinan Massacre", the "September 18th Incident", and the "Jinan Massacre", the "Jinan Massacre", and the "Jinian-28th Incident", the desire to strengthen the country sowed in Huang Yimin's heart is becoming stronger and stronger.

However, what makes him different from his uncle is that the two people have different political ambitions.

He likes to read progressive books, and has a wide range of contacts with professors, students, and patriotic youths, and is deeply influenced by them.

He even negotiated with progressives in Shanghai and wanted to take a look at the Soviet Aviation Bureau.

This became the reason why the Shanghai Station Secret Service urgently arrested him.

Before coming out, he was warned to stay in the Luoyi 6th Army Hospital, otherwise his life would be unsafe.

It has been a few days since the doctor, nurse, patient, and everyone who has been to his ward, he guessed in his heart which was the shadow of the Shanghai station that was placed beside him.

Unfortunately, he could understand circuit diagrams and various flight devices at a glance, but he had too little experience in speculating on people's hearts.

Facing Li Bingyi's inquiry, he did not dare to answer.

This unusual silence further aroused the suspicion and fear of all doctors.

Only Tang Tang saw an abnormality in Tian Chunhua's eyes.

She turned her head back and stood at the door several other ward officers, including Zhang Bentong next door.

The two of them were in a confrontation again.

Both sides chose to ignore each other, and neither of them took anyone's eyes.

However, in the indifference between each other, the urgent crisis that the bullets that were both extremely familiar to them were about to be shot into the brain was thrilling.

It's him.

It's her.

The two of them confirmed a fact at the same time.

I don't know which opponent I belong to.

Just in time.

Dean Zhang returned to the office, tired and depressed.

He didn't know who he had offended, and he was worried.

The case of Cai Dawei's fake medicine is not yet concluded. Tang Tang's story was spread so wonderfully, Tang Jinsheng's reprimand call, secret pressure from the Shanghai station, inexplicable mental abnormality, and rumors about the investigation of the Tang Mansion's past were pressed against him.

There is no choice where to go.

Dean Zhang leaned on the back of the chair and sighed.

"Dean Zhang, what's wrong with you?" His adjutant Zhang Qiang poured him a cup of tea and delivered it to him.

Zhang Qiang is a relative of Dean Zhang.

Using your own relatives without being wary of betrayal or lurking, you can also ensure that the adjutant and yourself are united.

Dean Zhang knew it well.

"It's not Tang Tang yet." President Zhang did not dare to disobey the Shanghai Special Service Station, and was unable to push off Huang Yimin, a hot potato. Now he wanted to peel Tang Tang's skin and vent all his anger.

All bad starts with fake drug cases.

"Director Zhang, Bei Zhi thinks, you might as well call Director Rong. I heard that he has a close relationship with Director Shi of the Military Law Department of the Security Command."

Zhang Qiang's words were far-reaching.

As a powerful faction in the military, the Military Law Department has a wide range of news.

At a crossroads, accurate news is more important than anything for people who are in a dilemma and struggling.

Dean Zhang waved his hand.

Zhang Qiang picked up the phone on the table and wanted to call Ronghui's office.

After a while, Ronghui picked up the phone: "Hey, who?"

"Director Rong, please come to President Zhang's office." Zhang Qiang's words were unquestionably respectful.

As the dean, his status is also high.

"It's Adjutant Zhang, why can't I see you recently? I'll take some time in the past two days and I'll invite you to drink." Ronghui said intimately.

Adjutant Zhang smiled proudly on the other end of the phone: "It's easy to say it, Director Rong, you should come here quickly. Dean Zhang has something urgent to discuss with you."

Feeling the cursory favor in the seat, Adjutant Zhang's heart suddenly became much closer to Ronghui.

"Tell Dean Zhang, I'll be here soon." Ronghui put down the phone and rushed to Dean Zhang's office immediately.

"Sir Rong, come on, sit down." President Zhang's title of Ronghui is different from Rong Shao and Rong, depending on the mood and occasion.

Rong Hui understood that it was time for President Zhang to win over him again.

"Director Zhang, what's the matter?" Ronghui made it straight to the point.
Chapter completed!