Rise From The Doom

The Tenth Army was an organization of troops of the first class formed by five divisions and two brigades. There shall be a leading organ composed of infantry, armored troops, artillery units, air defence units, engineering units, communication units, chemical defence units, electronic resistance units, army aviation units, combat units and service support units. For the basic battle legion.

Generally, they could perform combat tasks within the framework of their superiors and could also fight independently. Because they were fully staffed and well staffed, their combat ability and mobility were both stronger.

The Tenth Army consisted of several infantry divisions and artillery brigades, air defence brigades, ground artillery divisions, armoured units, transport companies, electronic resistance battalions, aviation companies, naval units, defense battalions, teaching corps, directly subordinate units, communication posts, military hospitals, art teams, and chef classes. Some of these items were related to certain secrets. While some of them weren't very detailed, some of the details weren't even mentioned in detail.

"Yes." Liu Wei An could tell that Tang Tianyao and Tang Dingdong still had a lot of things to deal with, so he tactfully offered to take his leave. When he left the hotel, he was in a much better mood. The dark clouds that had accumulated on his chest had dissipated, and the hot sun looked much more pleasing to the eye. Naturally, the good news had to be shared. Wu Lili had to take the exam in the next two days, so it was better not to disturb her. Taojiang Middle School's examination time is several universities the earliest, the holiday time is also the earliest. Just as he took out his phone, it rang. It was Zhao Hanyi. He was a bit surprised and pressed the answer button.

"Miss Zhao, is something the matter?" The two of them had not met ever since they had returned to Xinfeng. Other than looking for a shop, they had never seen each other.

"You … Now. "Do you have time?" Zhao Han Qing spoke hesitantly.

"Yes." Liu Wei An raised his eyebrows. This wasn't Zhao Hanyin's style at all. She looked gentle and gentle, but her personality was firm and firm.

"Can... Come here for a moment... The shop... "Now." Zhao Han Qing asked carefully.

"I'll be right over." Liu Wei An hung up the phone and drove towards the store at a lightning fast speed. Since it was not the peak hour, there weren't many cars on the road. It would take about half an hour. As soon as he got out of the car, he frowned.

The sign of the Zhao Family Medical Store had already been hung up. It looked quite decent, so it should have already begun business. He didn't understand why Zhao Han Qing didn't inform him about the opening, but he didn't have the heart to think about it right now. Because the mess on the ground gave him a feeling that Zhao Hanyin was in trouble.

The sign for the infirmary was smashed, half hanging, the other half falling onto the floor. The roller shutter had become so distorted that the glass door had completely shattered, scattering all over the floor, the insides of the infirmary, the counter, the stools, all sorts of medicine boxes had been thrown everywhere. Needles, needles, cotton swabs, masks, tweezers, etc. were scattered all over the floor. Zhao Hanyi half squatted on the ground, his eyes glazed over, his expression was weak, and his slightly red eyes seemed to have cried.

On the street, the onlookers had already left. Things should have happened a little while ago. Only a few passersby pointed or glanced at the scene in surprise. Liu Wei An heaved a sigh of relief. It was good that he was fine.

His gaze paused for a moment as it fell upon the red words painted on the wall. Then, as if nothing had happened, he moved into the infirmary.

"A mediocre doctor kills, takes revenge, takes revenge!"

If it wasn't a misdiagnosis by Zhao Hanyin, it was a medical complaint.

Kacha, kacha. The sound of shattering glass filled the air. The ear-piercing sound was extremely unpleasant to hear. Liu Wei An walked in front of Zhao Hanyin and stopped. He looked at her and then spoke.

"Are you hurt?"

"Nope." Zhao Hanyi had long seen Liu Wei An, and his gaze was dazed. It was only when he heard Liu Wei An's question that he was jolted awake. His mouth was flat, and he was so aggrieved that he was about to cry. However, in the end, he was still able to hold it in.

"Have you had breakfast?" Liu Wei An frowned and changed the topic.

"Nope." Zhao Han Qing shook his head, his voice low enough to barely hear.

"Let's go eat breakfast first." Without waiting for her protest, Liu Wei An walked out of the hospital first. Zhao Hanqing followed behind in a daze.

The fragrance of the lean meat was completely absorbed into the rice. It tasted smooth and delicious, and the fragrance lingered on the lips and teeth. While Zhao Hanyi said that he didn't want it, he drank three bowls in one breath before wiping his mouth with a tissue and recounting what had happened.

Two days ago, a patient suffered from diarrhea, a common diarrhea, and a very simple patient. She prescribed two sets of medicine, and the patient stopped having diarrhea that night, but since yesterday morning, the patient's condition had repeatedly deteriorated, and the patient's family members had hurriedly sent the patient to the clinic. When Zhao Hanyi saw the patient, the patient had already gone in and had less breath. When he was a doctor in the past, Zhao Hanyi had also encountered such a situation before. There were only two reasons why his family was in such a state; one was because they couldn't bear it anymore, after all, their loved ones had died, and the other was because they wanted some compensation.

Zhao Han Qing could tell at a glance that the family's situation belonged to the latter category. Because the corpse was lying on the sickbed, the family members didn't even look at it. There wasn't much sadness on their face, but more greed. This made her angry, but at the same time, she was also very suspicious of this matter.

Life was powerful and fragile, but it was also powerful because life could create miracles, it was said to be fragile, and there were many occasions when people could die from eating and drinking. For patients with diarrhoea, Zhao Han Qing couldn't be said to have treated a thousand or eight hundred patients, but she could be considered experienced and experienced. She didn't think that the medicine she prescribed would kill people, but right now, all of these were just guesses. After checking her body through the night, she was confident that as long as the patient didn't die of diarrhea, she would be able to find out the cause. However, the result made her despair.

She did not find any abnormal problems with the patient. The patient had a very good lifestyle, no smoking, no drinking, no staying up late, no taking drugs, all kinds of physical organs were very normal, very healthy. By eliminating them, she eliminated all the possibilities she had thought of at the beginning, but the final result was something she could not believe.

The only thing she could not understand was that even if they did, it would not worsen so much. In just a few hours, she had ended a life, and in the past few years, she had seen many patients, but the number of patients who had suffered from such a severe illness was the first. In a situation like this, there would only be two cases, poison and trauma.

In front of the truth, all the explanations were pale, and she could only silently endure the beating of the family members. Fortunately, these family members had some rationality, so they did not attack her, but when they left, they left behind a single sentence, saying that this matter was not over yet.

"What are you going to do now?" Liu Wei An asked.

Zhao Hanyi shook his head and kept silent.

"Where's the body?" With a swoosh, Liu Wei An finished the last mouthful of meat porridge and put down the clean earthenware pot. He had always valued his food, so he did not waste any of it. He wiped his mouth with a tissue and raised his head to look at Zhao Hanyi.

"I don't know —" Zhao Han Qing revealed a pondering expression. "In the morning, he seems to still be here."

"Why not take the body to the hospital?"

Zhao Han Qing's expression changed unnaturally. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but no words came out.

"If I were a family member, I'd put the body in the coffin and put it in front of the store." Liu Wei An looked at Zhao Wen Qing's pale face and said flatly, "If the family took the corpse back to be cremated, then there must be something wrong with it. Greedy people don't have any feelings for one another, and cremation isn't cheap."

"I …" Zhao Hanyi's mind slowly recovered its ability to think. Walking out from the sadness and hesitation, he also realized that some of these things did not make sense.

"When the time comes, these people will come back!" Before Liu Wei An could finish his words, he was interrupted by a ringing sound from the phone. It was Zhao Hanyi's phone. The ear-piercing ringing sound made both of them feel inexplicably shocked.

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