cow...milk...bath...

Little Nurse: "………………" She shook her wrist weakly at him without looking back, expressing that she didn't want to manage this ward, there was no courage in it and it was a normal QAQ

As soon as she left, Fang Siyuan suddenly groaned while covering her stomach.

Xia Zhiming lifted his chin: "What's the matter, suddenly like this?"

Fang Siyuan frowned and said, "I don't know, wow, I guess the water I drank in the morning was too cold, and my stomach hurts. Boss, I need to go to the toilet."

"Go, let's go." Xia Zhiming waved at him with the back of his hand, "Why do you drink cold water in the morning like this?"

Fang Siyuan grabbed the wooden hand and said, "Come with me."

wood:"……………………"

"Tsk." Xia Zhiming frowned, "What's wrong? Pulling someone to the toilet."

"I'm afraid my legs won't come back..." Fang Siyuan grabbed the wood and walked towards the door, and after stepping out, he turned back and asked, "I guess I'll stay for a long time, otherwise, I'll go downstairs for you when I'm done. Bring some lunch?"

Everyone: "………………"

Luo Xiaochen: Finally someone who owes more than me╮(￣▽￣")╭

After leaving the door of the ward, Fang Siyuan took a few steps towards the wood and caught up with the little nurse who had just walked to the elevator entrance. He patted the girl on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "Girl, I want to ask you something."

The little girl turned her head with a green face and said, "You don't want to open the thicker layer after drawing the curtains, right?!"

Fang Siyuan looked back. Although he was far away from the ward, he tried his best to lower his voice and waved his hand to the little nurse: "No." He took out his ID card from his pocket, and reached into the wooden pocket to find him. He gave the little girl a glance and said, "We just wanted to ask, doesn't your hospital have a special exit for rescue? Where is it?" As soon as he finished asking, Mu Duo knew what he wanted Looking at the little nurse quietly, waiting for her to answer.

The little nurse was a little stunned by his words, "Ah? A special exit for rescue? Uh, at the end of the corridor leading to the outpatient clinic on the first floor, turn left, there is a staircase, go down... But—"

"Hey, it's alright, let's go and have a look." Fang Siyuan and Mu Tou heard her words and entered the elevator together and went downstairs.

The two of them have always belonged to a special group established for serial murders. Under the leadership of Xia Zhiming, they were regarded as an independent group directly under the top leadership of the J Provincial Public Security Department. The team members were all treasures in the department. When was in Province J, was probably afraid of putting all these talents in those fogs. Even if their team participated in emergency rescue, they were dispatched later, and the risk was much smaller than that of the first batch. This time came to H City with Xia Zhiming. It stands to reason that they don't need to participate in anything other than the murder case, so after the fog came this time, no one arranged any rescue missions for them.

However, it is probably because of the fact that people gather together and divide them into groups. Everyone in that group, including the two of them, has the same problem as Xia Zhiming - they are bold and can't be idle. Others wish that the farther away the better, they will often move up on their own. Maybe it’s natural blood. Once they feel that something needs to be done or can be done, they will spontaneously take those things as a responsibility, and then go to great lengths to participate.

"These two boys!" When Xia Zhiming was covering Fang Siyuan's stomach, he almost guessed what they were thinking of. After getting along for a long time, they acted together countless times, and the tacit understanding came out long ago. If it wasn't his knee that affected his movement as he is now, then three people would be making excuses to go downstairs. But with his current mobility, even participating in the rescue would be a drag, and in the end, maybe he didn't save anyone, but instead became the one who was rescued...

Xia Zhiming looked at his knees, tugged at his hair, and his expression was a little irritable.

Luo Xiaochen, who was on the side, glanced at him and said, "Don't look at it, even if you stare out your eyeballs, it won't get better right away. I don't know how frequent this fog will be in the future. I don't have a chance to show it this time. Next time I will have it. Wow, when the time comes to save him 100 or 80, maybe he will be able to deceive a few little girls to promise him."

Xia Zhiming: "…………"

Luo Xiaochen's face was stunned: "I was shocked when I saw through my thoughts! Does my heart feel much better?" He threw his hands at Xia Zhiming, "I am charged according to the number of words spoken, one word per word, give money!"

Xia Zhiming twitched the corners of his mouth, and all the melancholy and irritability were stirred up by him to Java: "... I will give you a slap every word and every word." He looked at Ye Zhao and the others: "I am applying for a ward change now. Is it too late? I really want to fork him out for a rinse."