Chapter 43 Chapter 43 11/17 update.
Sweat broke out on Sang Chen's forehead, and he felt anxious and panicked.
He listened to his sister's crying and the sound of his father spitting blood. He had never felt so helpless as he did at that moment.
Sang Chen quickly called the doctor over.
Soon, a doctor and two nurses came over. When they came, Mr. Sang had just vomited out the fifth mouthful of blood and lay on the side of the bed, barely breathing.
"Don't worry, your dad is fine."
After the doctor wearing glasses examined Mr. Sang's body with great skill, he wiped his forehead and said something comforting in a casual tone.
In the past few days, most of the medical staff in the hospital have been on standby at all times to participate in the research on the "sequelae of patients fainted by fart poisoning."
Various results show that no matter how bizarre the patients' sequelae are, they will not be fatal in the end.
Just like the patient in front of us, numbered 233, vomited so much blood, but the examination results showed that there was nothing wrong with his other body.
In the past few days, they have had no time to rest except for eating and sleeping. They are always rushing to the patients with different numbers. They have become numb.
Sang Xueruo choked up and said, "Wuwuwu, is my dad really okay? Wuwuwu, he vomited so much blood, wuwuwu."
The doctor was talking to two nurses, instructing them to keep relevant records while taking the time to answer Sang Xueruo, "Your father is fine."
While Sang Chen was taking care of Sang's father, he heard the doctor's perfunctory words again. He was extremely dissatisfied and raised his eyes to look over with vicious eyes.
Unfortunately, his eyes were now so swollen that only a slit remained, which greatly reduced the fierceness of his gaze.
Sang Chen squinted his eyes for a long time before he could vaguely see the appearance of the doctor in front of him. He looked to be less than 30 years old.
Sang Chen's face changed drastically.
He was already upset and couldn't find a way to vent, so he opened his mouth and roared at the doctor in front of him: "What's wrong with your hospital? Why did you let a young and inexperienced doctor like you come here? Do you know who I am? Do you know who my father is? Huh?!"
Both nurses stopped recording and looked at Sang Chen.
"Where is your leader? Call your leader over here!" Sang Chen was still yelling, "I want to complain to you!"
The doctor's face turned completely black.
They were very busy in the past three or four days, and were extremely exhausted both physically and mentally. Fortunately, the patients he was responsible for were very good and listened to his advice without causing trouble.
He never expected that he would encounter such an unreasonable patient today.
The doctor said sternly, "We have completed our work. Your father is fine. If you are not satisfied, you can call me anytime to complain."
After saying this, he left with the two nurses without looking back.
Sang Chen clenched his fists so hard that the bumps on his face grew twice as big due to his anger.
Sang Xueruo was crying, and she caught a glimpse of the enlarged pimples on Sang Chen's face. Her heart began to beat fast, and she felt nauseous, as if these things would explode in the next second.
She hurriedly said, "Third brother, wuwuwu, don't be angry, wuwuwu, everything should be considered in the long run, wuwuwu."
His sister's crying brought Sang Chen back to his senses, and he loosened his fists a little.
Father Sang lay on the edge of the bed, gasping for breath.
He was a man who cared so much about his reputation that he didn't care about the doctor's attitude just now.
The most important thing now is to rescue his eldest son. The Sang Group cannot be without someone to take charge of the overall situation.
"Hurry, go find Sang Jin." Father Sang propped himself up and covered his chest.
Sang Chen immediately helped him up, "Dad, why are you looking for my second brother at this time?"
Father Sang lowered his voice and said, "Let him draw two tubes of blood and feed it to that thing first, so that your eldest brother's body can return to normal. The health conditions of several of us are not good now, and only your second brother's blood can be used."
Sang Chen and Sang Xueruo immediately understood what Sang's father was planning.
Sang Xueruo bit her lip. "Dad, wuwuwu, Wanwan, wuwuwu, is she really so cruel? Wuwuwu."
"Don't mention her!" Sang's father slammed the bedside in anger. "Did she come to the hospital to see us during the days when we had the accident? No! This wicked and heartless person... haha!"
Before he finished speaking, he spat out another mouthful of blood.
Sang Xueruo was frightened: "Dad, Dad, wuwuwu, don't get excited, wuwuwu."
Sang Chen hurriedly said, "Dad, don't get excited. Keep calm. I'll go find my second brother right away."
He ran out like a gust of wind.
At this moment, on the top floor of the hospital's inpatient department.
Sang Jin's situation is very special. Due to the foul smell on his body, he has been living on the top floor since he was admitted to the hospital. The walls of the ward are covered with a layer of special material that can prevent the smell from his body from escaping.
Not only that, there is always some deodorizing incense burning in the room.
Even so, as time went on, the stench on Sang Jin's body became stronger and stronger. Even though the medical staff entering and leaving the ward wore masks, the smell of rotten flesh still penetrated their noses.
"Bang!"
The door of the ward was pushed open and Sang Jin looked over.
Sang Chen, wearing a specially made anti-odor mask, ran in and said, "Brother, hurry up, let the doctor at home draw two tubes of blood from you first."
He briefly told Sang Jin about the situation of the other people in the family.
When Sang Jin heard about Sang Xueruo's sequelae, his expression changed.
Ever since his health problems began, Sang Jin has seen how cruel the world is.
Not only did none of his close friends in the circle come to see him, but even his father and brothers would occasionally reveal their disdain for him.
Only his Xue Rou always encourages and comforts him on WeChat. She is the only light in his heart.
Therefore, when he learned that his eldest brother Sang Jiaheng had physical problems due to the curse, and that Sang Chen's face was covered with pimples due to the sequelae, he felt secretly excited and pleased in his heart, for it turned out that he was not the only one in the Sang family who had suffered misfortune.
Sang Jin doesn't want the curse to disappear, and doesn't want Sang Jiaheng to get better.
But his dad was right.
The family company needs someone to take care of it. Otherwise, if something goes wrong with the company, what will Xue Rou do in the future?
Sang Jin nodded and held out his hand: "Go ahead."
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Sang Chen took two tubes of blood and the key given by Sang's father and hurried back to Sang's house.
He went straight to the small ancestral hall that the Sang family had built separately, used his key to open the drawer of the table that held the ancestral tablets, took out a round black wooden plaque, and poured two tubes of blood on the plaque.
The blood was absorbed the moment it touched the wooden sign.
Sang Chen murmured, "Should this be OK?"
Just as he finished speaking, he saw several cracks on the wooden sign. The whole sign was shaking wildly as if it had epilepsy, and blood was gushing out continuously.
Sang Chen: “???”
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hospital.
"How is it? Is there anything unusual about Patient 1's health today?"
A group of gray-haired people walked to the door of the ward and started asking questions. The patient number one they were talking about was Sang Jiaheng.
The nurse in charge of the test smiled and said, "There is nothing abnormal, I think..."
"Gulp!"
The nurse was interrupted by a sudden loud grumble.
The whole group of people were stunned.
"Gulp!"
There was another gurgling sound that echoed all over the sky.
The nurse in charge of the test turned pale, "Other patients said that Patient 1's stomach would growl before he farted!"
Before the others could wrap their minds around what the nurse had said, they heard three loud bangs that seemed to burst their eardrums.
Everyone subconsciously covered their ears and squatted down.
Then they noticed that the whole building was shaking slightly.
"Ahhh! Call the police! Hurry up! The hospital has been bombed!"
"Oh my god! Call the police! The hospital has been attacked!"
"Ahhhh, call the police, call the police, help, there are terrorists!"
A group of medical staff were confused when they suddenly heard chaotic roars and screams. They slowly turned their heads to look over there.
The bed under patient No. 1 Sang Jiaheng had collapsed and he was lying on the ground, his life or death unknown. There were three large holes in the wall of the ward.
Everyone: “!!!”
Although it has been four days since the case of the "poisoning" of the wealthy people in Yanjing, and the police also released relevant information on VB saying that it was not a poisoning case, this has not affected the enthusiasm of the onlookers about this matter at all.
Not to mention, relevant personnel later talked about this matter anonymously on the Internet. The most outrageous statement among them was that those wealthy people were poisoned by the fart, and the person who farted was Sang Jiaheng.
This statement was so absurd, funny and ridiculous that it caused a lot of laughter on the Internet, and no one took it seriously.
To this day, the "rich family poisoning case" is still the traffic password on the Internet.
Therefore, every day, media or onlookers would sneak into every hospital in Yanjing to inquire about the news.
Chen Li and Wu Xing from Happiness Daily were blessed with good fortune again.
As soon as they got into the hospital, they heard several loud bangs, followed by screams. Some people were shouting "explosion", "attack", "terrorists" and so on.
The two of them blushed with excitement instantly, this was first-hand information!
The two of them didn't care whether the hospital was really bombed or not and immediately started the live broadcast.
Two minutes later, the VB hot search list was paralyzed again.
The entry #An unknown explosion occurred in a hospital owned by the Qin family# topped the list.
A large group of people rushed to the hospital.
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[“Ahahahahahahahaha, oh my god, Wanwan, Wanwan, Sang Jiaheng farted and blew up the entire hospital ward hahahahahaha!”]
Sang Wanwan was picking roses in the garden when the crazy laughter of the main god space suddenly rang in her mind.
[“Why did that evil baby suddenly get so angry? Hahahaha, well done!”]
Sang Wanwan picked six roses, trimmed them, took them back to the villa, and put the flowers in a vase.
In the small kitchen, the pot of boiling medicine was bubbling with the sound of "gurgling". Sang Wanwan asked Qin Wen to turn off the fire.
[“Wanwan, Wanwan, I’ve made contact with the evil baby. My god, it’s so pitiful. It was originally only the size of an adult’s fist, but now it’s broken into small clumps, vomiting and crying loudly.”]
Sang Wanwan poured the medicine in the pot into a glass bowl and asked casually, "What happened to it?"
[“It just kept crying and ignored me. I guess it was too hungry and ate a lot of random food, which made its stomach upset. What a pitiful evil god baby! I’ve never seen an evil god that is so miserable, hahahahahaha.”]
Sang Wanwan took the vase and glass bowl and pushed open the door of the study.
Chi Junyu has already changed into shorts.
Sang Wanwan placed the vase of roses on the desk and walked to the chair next to Chi Junyu and sat down.
Since the two of them confessed to each other, she found that Chi Junyu's mentality had changed a lot.
For example, when she applied ointment to his legs, he no longer looked like he was pursing his lips and looking decadent.
Sang Wanwan patiently applied ointment on both of his legs.
Chi Junyu lowered his eyes and looked at her, his gaze focused and gentle. He liked his wife to be like this now, focusing all her attention on him.
The main god who had disappeared for a while popped out again.
[“Haha, Sang Wanwan is just wasting time doing useless work. I am the only one in the world who can heal your legs.”]
Chi Junyu's eyes darkened slightly.
He hated the Sang family, the Chi family, and everyone who had hurt Sang Wanwan. But for this thing called the Lord God, he just wanted to kill him.
Because not only is this thing a useless piece of junk, it also speaks nasty words.
Sang Wanwan caught Chi Junyu's emotional change almost instantly.
She looked up at him.
Chi Junyu asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Sang Wanwan looked at him for a long time before she spoke: "I've been applying medicine on your legs for quite a while. How do you feel about it?"
The Lord God sneered: [“What’s the use? His leg won’t get better.”]
Chi Junyu couldn't help feeling lost.
Although what the Lord God said was unpleasant, he was telling the truth. His leg really could not be healed.
Chi Junyu didn't want to disappoint Sang Wanwan, so he lied to her, "I think it's... it's..."
His eyes suddenly widened, his body froze, his hands tightly gripping the armrests of the wheelchair, staring blankly at Sang Wanwan.
Just now his legs... seemed to have regained consciousness.