Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 302 Influenza
Jiang Yimian can understand the sadness of losing his family.

But she couldn't understand that while letting the police solve the case, they refused to cooperate.

But negotiating with the family members is her fourth brother's business, and she just needs to take care of herself.

All the way to the attending doctor's office, when passing the infusion hall, Jiang Yimian found that many people were hanging water, not to mention the seats were packed, many people were holding on to the infusion stand to find a place to stand.

Seeing this, she made a mistake in her heart.

Have a cold?
Why everyone looks like Jiang Yi, with a high fever and coughing, it looks scary.

Silently going to the corner to open her small box, Miss Jiang took out a mask and covered her face, saying to herself not to catch her a cold.

It doesn't matter if she is strong and strong, if she infects Xiao Jiang Jiang and her sister-in-law, it will be bad.

She went to see the doctor, and she got the medical records from the other party, and found that the deceased had suffered from a common bad cold before his death. He took medicine at home for several days and did not see any improvement, so he came to the hospital. Unexpectedly, not only was he not cured, but he died instead. .

"How did he die?" After reading the medical records, Jiang Yimian frowned.

If the medical records were not falsified, no wonder the family members wanted to call the police.

A cold actually killed a person. Ordinary people are indeed skeptical when they hear this.

The doctor tousled his hair, with a sad face, "...respiratory failure."

"Gone?!"

"En." The doctor nodded heavily, his voice hoarse.

"Doctor Liu! Go and have a look, a patient's condition has deteriorated!"

Suddenly, a little nurse ran in hastily, with an obvious look of panic on her face.

Doctor Liu didn't dare to delay when he heard it, and left in a hurry without even saying hello.

Jiang Yimian looked at his back with melancholy in his brows.

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In the past few days, the atmosphere in Jiang's family has been a little sluggish.

There is no other reason, Jiang Zhuo and Jiang Yimian ran outside all day, so busy that they almost didn't even have time to eat, and the family members didn't feel worried.

The previous cases have not been sorted out, and now this case in the hospital has occurred, it is really a wave of unrest and another wave.

The Jiang family was only worried that the siblings were exhausted, but Jiang Yimian was worried about more than that.

The case in the hospital made her particularly worried.

She always feels...

It's not that simple.

As if to confirm her guess, within a few days, the police received a report that a serious medical disturbance had occurred in the hospital.

Several patients died of respiratory failure, and their family members united and went to the hospital to make trouble, saying that the doctors' incompetent medical skills delayed their family's illness.

When Jiang Zhuo went to the police, Jiang Yimian was at home.

Su Fu was watching a movie with Yin Wu, it was a foreign disaster movie "Influenza".

Jiang Yimian glanced over as soon as he walked, then stopped abruptly.

She had seen this movie before, and she was dazed at the moment not because of the plot, but because she thought of something else because of the plot.

When she was talking to that doctor that day, she accidentally saw some blood test samples on his desk. She didn't pay much attention at the time, but now that she thinks about it, she seems to have a vague understanding of the doctor's annoyance and entanglement.

Maybe……

He is not afraid of the entanglement of the patient's family members, but the fear of the unknown disease.

There is no clear result of the inspection, and rashly announcing the real situation will cause panic; but if you keep silent, more people will be infected due to negligence.

Swallowing, Jiang Yimian's face was as pale as paper.

When Feng Beiting came out of the kitchen with the freshly made ice cream, what he saw was her frozen behind the sofa in a daze.

His heart tightened, and he hurried over, "Mianmian, what's wrong?"

"...Feng Beiting, I'm going out for a while, and you don't want to go anywhere until you come back."

As she spoke, she was about to go out, but was dragged back by Feng Beiting, "Where are you going?"

"Hospital."

"Why did you go to the hospital all of a sudden? Is something uncomfortable?" He has always understood her, no matter how well she concealed it, she could not escape his eyes.

"No……"

"Mianmian, what happened?"

Jiang Yimian frowned, fearing that the two of them would be overheard by the family members arguing here, she hurriedly dragged him upstairs, and even closed the door vigilantly.

Seeing this, Feng Beiting felt even more strange.

Licking her tongue, Jiang Yimian narrated her conjecture, although it was a bit shocking, but she would rather think seriously than regret it after being negligent for a while.

"The doctors at the city hospital must be struggling with this, I need to go and make sure.

Even if there is only one ten-thousandth possibility, we have to be careful. "

"how do you want to do it?"

"I think you'd have someone send Auntie and the others to the island..." If there's a flu, keep them from catching it; if not, let them go on vacation.

"Okay, I'll let Prison Temple make arrangements."

Looking up at Feng Beiting, Jiang Yimian hesitated to speak.

He faintly guessed what she was going to say, his eyes darkened, but he still asked patiently, "What else do you want to say?"

"...you go to the island with them."

He raised his eyebrows, with a half-smile, "Myself?"

Miss Jiang nodded against the pressure.

Feng Beiting took a step forward, put his hands on her waist and gradually tightened his grip, and said in a dark tone, "Do you think it's possible?"

Jiang Yimian wrapped her arms around his neck and sighed helplessly, "Impossible.

So let me just say, let you know that I love my parents and you at the same time, I don't want them to suffer any harm, and naturally I don't want you to suffer any harm. "

After a pause, she buried her face in Feng Beiting's arms, and said in a muffled voice, "You can stay with me, but you must be obedient.

If it's really an infectious disease this time, just stay at home and don't wander around. "

"Well, I am obedient."

"Pfft—" Jiang Yimian couldn't help laughing when he thought of the frightening Fourth Young Master Feng answering her words like a child, it was one of the few times in the past few days that he smiled from the heart.

Seeing her smile, Feng Beiting curled his lips, but he was thinking about other things.

*
After discussing with Feng Beiting, Jiang Yimian still went to the hospital. This time, he didn't even need to guess, because the doctor had already jointly reported his illness to the higher authorities.

Thinking that Jiang Yi also had a high fever and cough before, and that both she and Jiang Zhuo had contact with him, she didn't go home directly, but went to the house that Feng Beiting bought outside.

He also called Jiang Zhuo and asked him to go to the small apartment that Jiang Lan had left unoccupied.

Feng Beiting's efficiency was also fast, and arrangements were made to send Yan Mei and the others away in the afternoon.

Except for those like Jiang Wei and Jiang Yimian who had to stick to their posts, Yin Wu and the others were all sent on the plane.

Although it was a vacation trip, they couldn't help but feel suspicious when they left in such a hurry, and it was only a few of them who went there, even Jiang Yimian didn't come, which was even more strange.

Jiang Yu was the only one who knew the inside story, so he had to make up one lie after another to appease them.

The moment they landed on the island and saw the sea view villa, Yuan Qiong and Jiang Su couldn't help but wonder if Feng Beiting suddenly asked them to come here in a hurry to let them see his sincerity for Xiao Mian.

After all, they also knew about the princess dream their daughter had when she was a child.

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domestic.

The flu broke out without any accident, and Jiang Yimian was as expected busy like a spinning top.

With many medical staff falling ill, in addition to medical equipment, various hospitals are not enough medical staff.

At this time, if an infected person intentionally infects others, or murders others with the clothes of other infected persons, the panic and confusion caused will be immeasurable.

So Jiang Yimian and Feng Dongshi not only dissected the corpse at the police station, but also went to the hospital for consultation.

She didn't study medicine and forensic science like Feng Dongshi did, so she couldn't see a doctor, but she could still help like a little nurse.

The two of them usually run back and forth between the police station and the hospital, and they hardly take off their protective clothing.

Sitting in the living room for dinner one day, she looked at the marks on her face that had been strangled by the mask in the mirror, she pulled her lips helplessly, and thought to herself, before, she was worried that Feng Beiting would not stay at home because she was worried , but now all places are under closed management, and certificates are required for entry and exit. She hasn't been out of the police station for two or three days, and she has to go to the hospital later, so worrying about it is unnecessary.

knock --

Feng Dongshi knocked on the door, "It's time to go to the hospital, I called to remind you."

"Oh."

Leaving aside the half-eaten box lunch, Jiang Yimian put on the mask and went out.

After many days of exhaustion, her legs were swollen just after getting off the dissection table, so when she got off the car at the hospital, her legs were weak and she almost fell down.

There were a lot of volunteers waiting to register at the entrance of the hospital. Someone helped her quickly. She thanked her hurriedly and left without looking back. She didn't see the man's hand hanging in the air, and it took a long time for her to fall down. , slowly clenched.

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　　ps: One update~
　　After posting the off topic yesterday, I saw a lot of little fairies leaving messages, and I was so moved~
　　Really, you are all fairies~
　　I accidentally saw other authors’ book reviews before. What do you think of the readers’ comments? It’s quite chilling. I don’t know if it’s because I didn’t understand the situation or something. In short, it’s not that the author takes himself too seriously and talks about copyright. It's not her turn to think about it at all, that is to say, the author is narrow-minded and won't start from the overall situation~
　　Anyway, I think you are all kind little fairies. Daqi will still prepare a new article as scheduled, but as for when and where it will be posted, I will give you a letter at the end~
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