After asking for a long time, I finally knew the whole story.

One man suddenly frowned and said, "It turns out my dad's problem isn't an isolated case. Oh, that's not right!"

"Brother Wen Qiang, what are you talking about?"

Someone asked in confusion.

Wen Qiang bit his lip and said, "Last night, my father's condition suddenly worsened. His symptoms are exactly the same as his wife's. Moreover, my father was also in the middle stage of cancer, and now it has suddenly become the late stage. Is this just a coincidence?"

"real?"

"No way, is it really such a coincidence?"

"No matter what, we have to ask the hospital for an explanation."

"That's right, why did it suddenly get worse? This doesn't make sense. You're all taking medication prescribed by the hospital, so you should go to the hospital."

"Yes, yes, yes, find a hospital and quickly get new medicine to save lives. Human lives are at stake."

Everyone was talking at once.

Wen Qiang said in embarrassment, "But I went to find them, and the dean scolded me."

"Are you a man? Why are they so mean to you? It's their responsibility to send patients to the hospital. If something goes wrong, they must be held accountable. Go and ask them for an explanation. If you don't make a fuss, they won't take it seriously."

A busybody instigated.

Wen Qiang was still hesitant, but Zhang Zhixing, lying on the ground, was stunned. He jumped up, as if provoked, and said to Wen Qiang, "Come with me to find the dean. If they don't give us an explanation today, I won't let them go. If a tiger doesn't show its might, they will think we are sick cats."

When he said this, Zhang Zhixing's face looked a little ferocious and terrifying, as if he had suddenly returned to many years ago.