"The road is blocked, what should I do if I can't get through?"

Lin Xiaofu tiptoed to look around, couldn't help sighing, and glanced back at Zhao Zicheng.

If it weren't for the fact that they carried a lot of things, they might have been able to squeeze in to see the excitement.

But now...... If you can't participate in the medical center, then you can go to Xishi Buzhuang.

"Then go back next time, you won't see anything now when you go."

Zhao Zicheng didn't care, he was just walking with his little daughter-in-law.

The little daughter-in-law said that she would go wherever she went.

"Okay, then let's go west......" Lin Xiaofu didn't finish speaking, and his expression suddenly froze.

The cry came through the crowd, and there was a buzz in the crowd.

"Daddy! Wake up, Daddy! The woman's cry was desolate and full of anxiety.

"Please, save my father! Please, I'm kowtowing to you! The boy's voice trembled, but it came persistently.

Sighs were heard from the crowd, and people nearby were asking what was going on.

Lin Xiaofu wrinkled his eyebrows.

Others don't know what happened, how can she, a doctor, not guess?

It seems that the crowd is blocking the way to the hospital, not just the way to East Street.

"Husband, let's go and take a look, it seems that there are patients who have not been admitted by Langzhong, which is too pitiful."

Lin Xiaofu grabbed Zhao Zicheng's arm and squeezed into the crowd.

"Over here." Zhao Zicheng saw that the little daughter-in-law was in the wrong direction, so he hurriedly reminded her, and in turn led her in a different direction.

With him in front of him, Lin Xiaofu soon came to the front of the medical hall.

Union Medical Centre.

Lin Xiaofu glanced at the quaint signboard, thinking of another shop that took the same route as Mo Xiangzhai, and frowned again.

And her eyes quickly swept to a shop next to her, and the signboard read: Fu'an 'Medicine' Shop.

There is a "medicine" shop next to the medical hall, so it stands to reason that this business should not be bad.

How can there still be cases where patients are not admitted?

"This village man is too pitiful, he was still angry when he came, how long has it been......"

"It's scarily swollen, alas......"

"Lang Zhong is also helpless, what else can he do?"

"Poor woman, all fainted, what can orphans and widows do in the future."

"......" There was a sympathetic discussion from the crowd standing in front of him.

They were also attracted by the cries of the infirmary, and they had seen the appearance of the patient early in coming.

It's miserable.

Lin Xiaofu listened to it, but his steps were faster, and he pushed Zhao Zicheng to go faster.

"Please let me! Please let me! ”

Although Zhao Zicheng didn't know why, he still kept squeezing through the crowd in front.

This is already the gate of the Union Medical Center, and the people outside the door are squeezed open, and they come to the lobby of the medical center.

"Don't make a noise in the infirmary."

A young man from the medical hall came over and stared at Zhao Zicheng and Lin Xiaofu with a calm face, wanting to drive them out.

"Shhhh

Just when Zhao Zicheng was about to clench his fists and apologize, Lin Xiaofu reprimanded the young man in turn, and walked to another place.

A door panel rested on the ground, and a middle-aged man was lying on the door panel, looking thin and thin, but at this time his face was swollen and he couldn't distinguish his facial features.

And the arms that rolled up their sleeves gradually turned dark blue.

A young man squatted in front of him and was tearing open the placket of the sick man's clothes, but his brows were deeply locked and his expression was very solemn.

Two "medicine" children carried silver plates behind them, one with silver needles, silver tweezers, silver knives, "medicine" bottles and other things, and the other with bloody gauze and cotton balls on the other silver plate.

There was also a middle-aged man listening to the pulse on the other end, shaking his head and sighing from time to time.