The old man was lying on the bed, his lips were purple, he was very weak, babbling and unable to speak complete sentences.
His dim eyes looked in the direction of Xiao Yunze, and the pain in his eyes was about to overflow.
Xiao Yunze sighed and walked to the bedside. "Old man, I'm here to treat you. If I ask you something later, if it's a yes, you look at me. If not, look elsewhere."
Seeing that the old man was staring at him, Xiao Yunze turned on his tablet and started recording him.
During the recording, Xiao Yunze noticed that he was breathing very rapidly and even coughing more and more...
Just as Xiao Yunze was about to ask him if he felt chest tightness, the old man suddenly twitched and spat out a mouthful of blood onto the bed.
Xiao Yunze's clothes were also splattered with blood...
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At ten o'clock in the evening, Song Tingwan was talking on the phone with Lu Zhou.
She also saw the surveillance footage Lu Zhou sent her on WeChat.
"So the surveillance shows that this person is indeed not the one who is following me?"
A reassuring voice came from the other end: "That's right. I checked the surveillance cameras inside the supermarket and the shops along the street. No one got out of that black BMW from beginning to end. It left half an hour after we left."
The more Song Tingwan thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. "But I asked the driver to take a detour on the way to the supermarket, and that car followed me, and ended up near the supermarket again. I'm sure he was following me."
The other party paused for a moment, "Miss Song, may I ask, what is your relationship with the woman you asked me to investigate?"
Song Tingwan thought for a moment and said, "It's a very bad relationship."
The voice on the other end sounded somewhat serious. "In that case, it's possible that she and the BMW owner are together. My guess is that the BMW followed you, located your whereabouts, and then this person appeared near you. But what is her purpose?"
"Ms. Song, you have to be careful. Remember last time I said I thought I saw someone taking pictures of you across from your house? This person today and that person the other day were wearing the same coat and had the same hairstyle. After watching the surveillance footage, I'm sure they are the same person."
Song Tingwan was full of questions.
Sun Xinyuan came to Sifang?
The person who took the photo of her that day was also Sun Xinyuan?
How many days have passed and she still hasn't left?
Isn't she crazy? Why is she stalking me?
I thought if I changed her number and couldn't contact her, she would stop...
Song Tingwan exhaled, "Okay, I understand. Thank you for today. It's getting late, go to bed early."
After hanging up the phone, Song Tingwan took out the SIM card and inserted it. He found Sun Xinyuan's number in the blacklist and was about to dial it when he stopped.
He smoothed his hair back in annoyance.
If she calls her now to question her, wouldn't that alert the enemy?
Sun Xinyuan is always good at playing tricks. She can't be too impulsive and needs to figure out what she wants to do.
On this side, Lu Zhou had just finished talking to Song Tingwan on the phone and turned around to send a message to Ye Ranran.
Lu Zhou: I'll buy you a ticket for tomorrow morning. Come to Sifang.
Ye Ranran replied immediately: Are you sick?
Lu Zhou: I have something important to tell you about Miss Song.
Ye Ranran: ...Just say it directly.
Lu Zhou: Let’s meet and talk.
Ye Ranran:?
Ye Ranran: Don't force me. I'm too lazy to see you.
Lu Zhou: I've bought the tickets. I want to see you.
Lu Zhou flicked over a screenshot of the ticket purchase information, pushed up his glasses, and curled the corners of his lips slightly.
He knew that Ranran would definitely come.
Counting it all, I haven't seen her for twenty-one days...
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The next morning, Song Tingwan got up early and went downstairs to eat a bowl of noodles, but saw an unexpected figure.
Xiao Yunze was standing next to a shelf with a medicine box in his hand.
Song Tingwan walked over quietly, ready to see what he was doing and give him a scare.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Yunze spotted her immediately, "Miss Song? You got up so early today."
Song Tingwan pointed at the medicine box in his hand and asked, "What are you...doing with this box of medicine?"
Xiao Yunze pointed at the pattern on the medicine box and said, "I was bored and saw the pattern on the box. It looks like a ferocious beast. Miss Song, what is this medicine used for?"
Beast...
Song Tingwan swallowed his saliva and looked at the big words "Shenxiong Wenyang Capsules" on the box. He didn't know how to start for a moment.
How should he tell him that this medicine is for treating impotence, impotence, and kidney deficiency...
Song Tingwan looked him up and down and said teasingly, "You don't look like you'll need this medicine."
After saying that, Song Tingwan took the medicine box from his hand and put it back in its place, "Why did you come so early today?"
Xiao Yunze's expression instantly grew serious. He opened his tablet and played a video. "Miss Song, among the sixteen patients with tuberculosis last time, one elderly man's condition wasn't under control, but instead became increasingly severe. The doctor couldn't diagnose it, saying it was very similar to tuberculosis, but not entirely the same."
"Let me take a look." Song Tingwan took the tablet and started watching the video.
The people in the video look very bad.
His lips were purple, his nails were gray, his chest was heaving violently, he seemed to have difficulty breathing, his breathing was very weak, and he was coughing.
Song Tingwan frowned. "Shortness of breath, cough, and cyanosis—I think it's emphysema, and the lungs aren't functioning well. Do you know what he does for a living?"
Xiao Yunze thought for a moment and said, "I heard the doctor mention that he has no children and has always made a living by doing hard labor and carrying goods for others."
"Carrying goods... the workplace must be quite dusty." Song Tingwan lowered his eyes and thought.
Long-term inhalation of dust and respiratory tract infections are important pathogenic factors of emphysema.
However, it is difficult to determine the specific cause of the disease without an examination, and it is easy to cause problems if you prescribe medicine at will.
Song Tingwan let out a long sigh, searched online for pictures of barrel-shaped breasts, saved them on her tablet, and then brought them up to show Xiao Yunze, "Do you understand this picture?"
The picture shows a man's upper body, naked.
Fortunately, it was a comic version, not a real person, so Song Tingwan didn't feel embarrassed.
Xiao Yunze looked carefully for a while, "This person's chest area seems to be different from that of ordinary people."
Song Tingwan nodded. "That's right. The picture shows the clinical manifestations of emphysema. I'll prescribe some medicine for you. When you come over, compare it with the picture. If the patient's chest is obviously swollen like the picture, and you can see the indentations of the ribs on the surface, then you can give him these medicines."
"Also, he needs oxygen." Song Tingwan said as he took the medicine, "He's clearly in respiratory failure. He needs oxygen, otherwise it will be difficult for him to survive."
Xiao Yunze was a little confused, "Miss Song, what do you mean by oxygen inhalation?"
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