Everyone will say that they hate the smell of disinfectant water in the hospital, and I don't know who first said it, but it should be a literati.

The literati used the smell of disinfectant water as a metaphor for the desperation and stench under this smell, the smell of disinfectant water is unpleasant, not the disinfectant itself, but what it metaphorizes!

But many times some metaphors are often not correctly interpreted by people, but most people in this society need to flaunt their self-cultivation, so there are always some metaphorical things, after the meaning is distorted, it is generally spread, and even the original author may not have thought of it.

So is disinfectant really that bad smelling and so annoying?

Not!

In fact, any patient who really needs a doctor and needs to be hospitalized is not averse to the smell of disinfectant water, and even feels that the smell of disinfectant water is the most reassuring smell in the world to a certain extent.

Yes, there is nothing more reassuring to a patient than a white bed linen, a hurried doctor, and the smell of disinfectant water, all of which are in place for a patient to have a good night's sleep.

They don't need to worry about dying in the hospital in the middle of the night due to some sudden symptom outbreak, they trust that the doctors will definitely be able to save them from death in time.

What could be more reassuring than sleeping no more than fifty meters from the doctor's diameter?

What could be more relaxing than those sanitizers, than the stiff and impolite smiles of the nurses?

No, people who say that disinfectant water smells bad all day long are often not sick yet, and when they need it, they will understand how ridiculous they are when they say these things today.

Bowers was like that, the air was filled with a reassuring smell, and he didn't say anything about his "stumbling" as soon as he woke up.

He did not forget that at the moment when he fell downstairs, in the process of rolling, he saw Duhrin who had stopped behind him, and his indifferent eyes.

He still can't believe that all this really happened, that Durin actually pushed him down the stairs, and that it was precisely because Durin was so arrogant and bold that Bowers never revealed any details about the accident.

Sometimes it's better not to say something than to say it, like now.

If Bowers had made what had happened to him public, regardless of whether society and public opinion had believed whether what he said was true or not, and therefore his position was absolutely in opposition to Dühring's, it would be enough to make him uncomfortable for a long time.

Durin is a madman, everyone knows that, and what is even more terrifying is that this madman has learned how to make himself look like a normal person, which is the most terrifying thing.

Does he dare to push himself down means that he has prepared a follow-up plan, including a way to deal with it without much surprise and make it public?

If there is and he defuses it, then Boworth himself will lose all his chips, and it will be difficult for him to win against Durin, who has no bottom in the current situation.

And he believed that there was a high probability that this would happen, and that Durin would definitely have a plan in place.

But if he didn't tell it, but held the real secret in his own hands and kept it tight, he took the initiative and had a chance to negotiate with Durin.

As long as there is still a possibility of resolving the conflict between Durin and himself, then this secret will become an important bargaining chip between him and Durin, and he believes that if Durin has a way to resolve the secret disclosure, he will have to pay a great price.

So Bowers didn't say anything, he was waiting, waiting for a suitable opportunity, and then talking to Doolin.

At half past nine in the evening, the last round of rounds had ended, the doctor and nurse had left, and there was no one in the room except for one of Bowworth's nephews.

After all, he was only admitted to the hospital by accident, unlike the "target governor" Doolin who was assassinated and sent to the hospital all day long, so there is no need for the police and investigators to guard here.

There was only one bed in the room, this was a high-class ward, specially designed to entertain the powerful and rich, the most advanced medical science and various instruments were developed by this kind of person, and any kind of equipment on the surrounding shelves would never appear in the ordinary ward.

It's not that the hospital is ruthless and ruthless, it's just that this society is like this, different classes, different identities, and different treatments.

There was news about Doolin and the Golden March on TV, and the three-month farce every four years had all the viewers hooked.

This Golden March is different from the previous ones, because this time the people received information through television, which has greatly changed the way people access social information.

A more intuitive and effective medium has changed the whole world, and you can see those politicians who are usually very gentlemanly and elegant in the show with their own eyes, which is almost comparable to a prime-time TV series.

As he watched the television, Bowers was thinking about something else, already knowing that Odegar had been nominated to take over as the leader of the new party, and that all that was left was a vote.

If Odega takes over this position, then there will inevitably be a vacant vice-chairman, and Durin's goal is this vice-chairman, and he has already taken this position, a year ago, or even earlier.

Sometimes think about how wronged Bowers felt that he was wronged, that when Mags was in power, he was a whip in Maggs's hands, used to whip the fools who took the wrong path and crossed the line, and when Mags left that position, he became the prey of Maggs's successor.

He dedicated his whole life to the New Party, but in the end he ended up like this, which already made him feel cold.

He didn't want to fight for power anymore, and he knew very well that he didn't have that qualification - he wasn't a nobleman!

In the final analysis, this is the key, whether it is Durin or Holmes, no matter what angle they put themselves in, what position they put on, especially Durin, they cannot change the most important layer of label on them - nobility.

Durin always presented himself as a young minority politician who came out of the bottom of society, yes, he was not wrong, but he deliberately neglected to introduce his new identity, the son-in-law of a great aristocratic family, and the successor of the first nobleman of the empire, the Timamont family.

He always doesn't introduce these special identities, he is a liar, he has successfully deceived everyone, if Bowers had become Maggs's sister-in-law, there must have been nothing to do with Durin now.

So what he lacks is not ability, not means, but identity, background, which he knew less than three months after he took office, after all, the increase in the power of the committee is equivalent to the reduction of his power, and the purpose of all this is that Mags is guarding against him.

Since then, his heart has been cold, but it is not as cool and bright as it is now!

While he was thinking about how to get more benefits for himself and avoid this vortex, the door to the ward opened.

After the last round, no one will enter the room unless there are special circumstances, and it is already late at this time, as an injured old man should be understood and respected.

He tried his best to control the conscious half of his body with some displeasure and raised his head to look at the door, and suddenly a sour feeling spread all over his body, and even the unconscious body there had some slight changes at this time.

Turin!

Hell, why did he get here?

Before he could speak, Du Lin took the first step to speak, "I heard that you are recovering well, and I happened to be passing by here today when I have time, so I will come over and take a look." He walked to the side of the hospital bed and put the fruit basket he was carrying again, "The fruit is very fresh, I bought some ...... by the way", he glanced at his nephew who didn't know how to be good, took out twenty yuan from his pocket, and sandwiched it between the index and middle fingers and the middle finger and the ring finger, like a C-shape, "Go buy a pack of cigarettes." ”

The nephew glanced at Bowers, who didn't say a word, took the money from Doolin and ran out.

Obviously, this is to get him out.

After waiting for the child to leave, Durin found a chair and sat on the side, he crossed his legs, took off his hat and gently put it on his knee, "The doctor said that you recovered quickly, which is a good thing, I was really frightened when I saw you fall, but fortunately you didn't have an accident, Bowworths." ”

Bowers swallowed, and it suddenly occurred to him that Doolin might be the most suitable, the best potential to become a real politician, or even a statesman.

His shamelessness gave him an advantage that others could hardly match, and he was obviously pushed down by him, but now he could turn himself into a bystander here and sigh for his recovery.

Bowers suddenly laughed, the laughter was full of sarcasm and ridicule, and a hint of the unwillingness of the loser, "Okay, Durin, I don't know what you're doing here, if you come to see how miserable I am now, then you win, if you have other things, we should talk about business, such as resolving our differences." ”

He was alluding to Doolin pushing him down, and he didn't tell anyone about the deal behind it, implying that Doolin would do something good if he wanted to shut his mouth.

Durin understood, of course, but he didn't follow Bowworths's words.

He took a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket, and Bowers frowned, the clean and tidy room that was already wafting with disinfectant water was really very comfortable, and he didn't like the smell of smoke to ruin that comfort.

But there was nothing he could do to stop him, and he believed that even if he spoke, Durin would not sell him this face, because the guy sitting next to him was called Durin.

Durin lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and laughed as he told some recent "anecdotes".

"Recently, you have been in the hospital, everyone misses you very much, and there are some gossip about you in the old building......", he flicked the cigarette ash and laughed twice, "Do you mean it, some people say that you fell from the upstairs not because you were careless, but man-made, and the reason is ......"

"It is said that the New Party, as the largest party in the Empire, represents the Empire itself to a certain extent, and that the leader of the New Party is more like the 'king' of the Empire than Mr. Kubar, and that some hostile forces outside the country have bribed some people to create this accident, and while suppressing the face of the New Party and the Empire, they are also trying to promote an important person hidden in the New Party to take office......

Bowers's heart suddenly beat violently twice, and he was bitter in his mouth, all the way to his heart, do you want to play so big?

Involving people at home and abroad, what do you want to do and how big is the fun?

If he had a choice, he would never want to see Durin again, but it was obviously impossible.

Durin nodded slightly, "Look, I've all been kicked out." ”

He dropped the cigarette butt on the ground, raised his toes and crushed it, "More activity is good for recovery, I'm just passing by, I wish you a speedy recovery, Mr. Bowers!", he nodded and turned to leave, just as his nephew pushed the room open, and watched Durin leave with some confusion.

Bowers sighed, Durin had actually made it very clear, and sometimes he really doubted, would there really be a person like Durin in this world?

He was shockingly young, but more terrifying than any old man, as if he was born with a lot of knowledge, is there really such a person in the world, or does God favor certain people?

He glanced up at his nephew, who was about the same size as Dorin, and shook his head, "I don't feel well, call a doctor for me, and get the phone." ”

Soon, two pieces of news began to circulate, the first of which was that Bowers' recovery was very slow, and although he had woken up, doctors said it would take at least two to four years for him to fully recover.

The second thing is that Bowers "heard" gossip outside that he had been killed when he fell, and that the person who killed him seemed to be suspected of colluding with foreign countries and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to gain more power.

The two don't seem to have much to do with each other, and there aren't many people who believe in them, but some people feel that it's even more tricky.

That's right, it's Holmes.

With Doolin out of the New Party, no one else in the open air, and gossip that the National Security Council had gone to Woodland to investigate the involvement of dignitaries in the Sabrim Cult and the sale of secret Imperial intelligence, almost overnight all the fingers were pointed at Holmes.

In fact, most people have the basic ability to distinguish between right and wrong, but the matter itself is like what Holmes thought about before and what he did, there is no need to turn the fake into the true, as long as it forms a sensational wave of public opinion in a short period of time.

Something fake is a fake thing, and it can't become real until death, but society and public opinion have the possibility of being deceived.

After all, these deceptive nonsense are often ...... released by credible official channels.

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