Wearing gloves, I walked down from the rooftop and down the fire escape to the basement. I showered and changed clothes in a secluded area, then took the elevator to the first floor and went outside.
I stood at the gate looking for a breakfast shop and even went to ask the guard.
When she went out in the middle of the night, the man on duty was a young man who was talking on the phone with someone. She could hear the loud voice even from outside, and she wanted to plug her ears to hear the obscene content.
It's still a simple life. They can even have fun while making phone calls. No wonder their action movies are so popular.
The man who took over was a middle-aged man, his bald head covered by a thin layer of hair. It was not easy for the local government to support the central government. His hair was combed into a 19-point split.
She gestured and said, telling the man that she wanted to eat something hot. It would be best if she could drink some hot water; her stomach couldn't stand the ice water in the hospital.
When I knew she was from the United States, I smiled and told her that there was a ramen restaurant 200 meters to the right.
He also kindly told her that it was a good thing she was from the United States, otherwise he would have thought she was Chinese. Generally, only Chinese people drink hot water, and he would never pay attention to it.
It is a miracle that we can come to this hospital. How can Chinese people deserve such a noble place?
As soon as I saw that she was feeling uncomfortable in her stomach, I knew that she was not adapting after returning from abroad, so I enthusiastically recommended that she go eat ramen, and kept saying "Oh, I'm so happy" when I mentioned it.
Jiang Cha came out to eat noodles in her hospital gown. Her diarrhea had just gotten better, but she had been busy all night and her stomach had been rumbling non-stop.
After finishing a bowl of noodles and carrying two taiyaki (fish balls), she returned to the ward. The hospital had just delivered breakfast, so she only left with the milk and tried to recommend the ramen she had just eaten to the nurse.
He looks so greedy that anyone who sees him would say, "No wonder he has acute enteritis."
She hadn't finished her milk yet, and the building was filled with shouting and yelling. The hospital announcements were also very urgent, completely lacking the gentle voice of the usual announcer.
There were sounds of running, shouting, crying, and even quarreling. Jiang Cha raised his glass of milk and silently said "cheers", then drank it in one gulp, toasting his countrymen with milk instead of wine.
Then he got up in a hurry and knocked the taiyaki on the table to the ground. He opened the door a crack and saw that the outside was in chaos.
There were nurses clutching their stomachs, patients with blood at the corners of their mouths, and people lying on the ground. It was like the end of the world. The panicked people, frightened by Jiang Cha, quickly pushed the beds against the door.
She hid on the balcony, holding an IV pole in her hand, looking extremely frightened.
We waited until a large number of police cars arrived outside and the sirens were blaring from afar, then we knew that a large force was coming.
Jiang Cha leaned over the railing, waving outside and shouting "help me". She even used the lipstick in her bag to write a big "sos" on the window.
She was staying in a lower-level ward, and her actions quickly attracted attention. When the police entered her room, they saw the bed had been moved around in a mess.
There was a piece of Taiyaki that was stepped on on the ground, and there was an "SOS" sign on the window. The IV pole in her hand was also taken away.
After checking her medical records and passport, the police were at a loss as to how to describe this girl suffering from acute enteritis.
Is she unlucky? She encountered a large-scale poisoning incident while in the hospital. Is she lucky? She escaped the tragedy by going outside because she wanted to eat something hot.
The entire hospital was surrounded, and Jiang Cha couldn't get out for a while. I heard that a lot of people were involved, especially the vvvvvip upstairs.
They have special water dispensers there, unlike down there. But they still use water for washing. The neurotoxins take effect very quickly.
Even if she poured it into the water tank and it was diluted, there was no adequate amount of medicine for eating, drinking, washing, etc. In addition, almost all the staff were infected, resulting in delayed rescue and a lot of damage to the entire hospital.
I turned on the TV news and saw reports of what was happening at the hospital, five hours after the incident. The doctors who came to provide emergency support discovered that everyone's symptoms were caused by tetrodotoxin.
Because the family members who were undergoing gastric lavage kept cutting in line to grab a spot, and even got into fights. Where was the good manners they were supposed to lead? Aren't they said to be very disciplined and good at queuing?
Security at the hospital had been heightened again. The mass poisoning incident had escalated into a large-scale brawl. The damage caused by the bloodshed was incalculable. It was said that many of the hospital's expensive equipment had been destroyed, which made her feel quite embarrassed.
I just did a small thing, and I owe this achievement to everyone's support! I want to thank the people who live a simple life, for letting her know that there is strength in numbers!
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