Chapter 142 Mausoleum city of fog 15

   As soon as the doctor finished speaking, a door in the fourth district was rushed open.

  I saw a person with red eyes rushing out frantically, "Let go of me, help! There are..."

   Before the man finished speaking, he was caught by two expressionless soldiers.

   covered his mouth and pushed into the building.

   Fu Anan looked at this man with deep suspicion in his eyes.

"you sure?"

   "It's not what you think." The young doctor looked at Fu An'an with a distressed expression, and then explained,

   "For some reason, many patients inside sneaked out before they were confirmed to have recovered. What you saw just now is such a patient.

  Patients who have not recovered have problems such as emotional irritability and fear. Rushing out of the hospital will hurt themselves and others, and we have no choice but to do so.

  Because of this rule, some rumors spread in the hospital, demonizing the fourth district. How do you know that fighting against this unknown virus is not as simple as reported in the news. "

   After speaking, the young doctor glanced at his watch, "I'm going to work, you've already come, are you really not going up?"

  Fu Anan looked at the building in the fourth district again, and she was dubious about what the doctor said.

  If this is the case, why would someone send a distress message like that?

  Strictly covering all the doors and windows also adds a bit of mystery to it.

   "Then go and have a look, it's here anyway."

  Fu Anan followed the doctor in.

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  There are many people on the first floor of the building.

  People still need to queue up to register when they come to visit, and each person will be issued a blue rubber bracelet with a number written on it.

  Fu Anan looked at his own number and it was 368.

   "Which bed, which patient are you visiting?"

  The nurse in charge of the inquiry stared at the screen and asked without raising her eyes.

   "Well...his name is Li Xiaolin, but I don't know his hospital bed and room number."

  Fu Anan was talking about the delivery boy who fell into a coma due to the fog on the way home from get off work.

   "Li Xiaolin," the nurse in charge entered the name on it, and then said

   "He has already been discharged from the hospital. If there is no other person to visit, just get a pass and go out.

Next. "

   Unexpectedly, Fu Anan touched his nose so soon.

   She still kind of wants to find the person who sent the distress signal. But opening the forum, that post has been deleted.

  The young doctor glanced at Fu Anan, the smile on his face was still the same,

   "It's a good thing that I've been discharged from the hospital. It just so happens that I'm the doctor in charge of the pass. Why don't we go there together?"

  Patients without visits are not allowed to stay for a long time in the fourth district.

  Fu Anan can only follow the doctor to apply for a so-called pass now.

   Along the way, she wanted to observe the wards on both sides.

   What is surprising is that the doors of each ward are tightly closed, and places with glass are blocked with newspapers or other things.

   It seems that they don't want people to spy on the situation inside.

  Fu Anan reached out to open the door to have a look.

  The door is locked.

   Coincidence or intentional?

   Fu Anan grabbed the second doorknob, but was held down by the oncoming nurse.

  The nurse's palm was cold, and the skin on the palm was still slightly stiff. Looking at Fu Anan's face with a smile similar to that of a young doctor,

   "Little sister, the patients inside are still very weak, don't disturb their rest."

  The young doctor leading the way also stopped and turned to look over.

  Fu Anan calmly withdrew her hand, showing a shy smile after being found out that she had done something bad, "I'm sorry."

"fine."

  The young doctor waved his hand generously, "Let's go."

  The pale incandescent lamps in the building are the source of all the light, but the noisy environment reveals a trace of weirdness everywhere, and Fu Anan, who is following behind, is always tense.

  (end of this chapter)