Snowflakes flutter outside the window.

In the hospital, there was a strange atmosphere.

Everyone was anxious and busy, like ants on a hot pan, coming and going, coming and going.

But in fact, there are not many things that doctors can do.

Faced with this condition, they were completely helpless!

Grandma Li and the old director were guarding a bedside, sometimes taking the child's pulse and sometimes asking the nursing staff.

"…The heating problem has been normal recently, right?"

"I didn't feel anything was wrong."

"What about the children's food recently? Are they all produced by our towns? "

"We produce rice porridge, meat porridge, and tender vines ourselves."

The two old men frowned out dense folds, and after asking, they couldn't find anything.

I was really helpless, so I went to read the medical book.

But after rumbling over and over, I couldn't find anything.

Suddenly, a nurse rushed in.

"Director, go and have a look. There is a child on the second floor, no more."

The old director's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

This is the sixth dead child!

If this speed continues, all children will suffer!

...

On the second floor, in the ward, the old director and Grandma Li are considering carefully.

"Do you want to dissect the body of this child?"

Suddenly, Dr. Xiaoyu rushed in from the door.

Her hair and shoulders, and snowflakes, were melting.

She ran all the way, her face flushed and her forehead sweated.

"How is it? Have you found the reason?"

Grandma Li and the old director both shook their heads.

Xiaoyu approached and lowered her voice.

“There is one thing that I can convey to the White Team.

"He said that if neither of you understands the treatment plan proposed by Dr. Wu Yong, then please be sure to postpone the implementation.

"Must wait for him to come."

Grandma Li and the old director looked at each other.

What does this mean? Dr. Wu Yong has a high medical skills. In the past few months, there have been many cases he has treated and used by him. Both the old director and Grandma Li can't understand it. Isn't this strange?

Why wait for the white team?

This is curing diseases, not killing people.

Xiaoyu sighed.

She knew it would be like this. Grandma Li and the old director were both doctors, so they would be more willing to trust Wu Yong. Although Xiaoyu herself did not know what Xiaobai was thinking, she believed Xiaobai unconditionally.

Grandma Li suddenly asked, "Where is Dr. Wu Yong?"

The nurse next to him answered.

"Dr. Wu Yong locked himself in the ward and was writing and painting."

Writing and painting?

None of the few people can understand it very well.

Let’s just go to find Dr. Wu Yong together.

...

In the ward.

The child lying in the bed with a constant drop in his body temperature.

Dr. Wu Yong sat at the head of the bed, holding a pen and writing and drawing quickly on the paper.

He sometimes stretches out his hand, touches the child's pulse, or palpates the child's body.

Sometimes I use my sleeves to wipe my pale face and cold sweat on my forehead.

On his drawing board is a sketch, drawing several of the child's internal organs and related meridians.

Next to the picture are lines after lines of long formulas, deducing.

Sometimes he turns the page and changes the matrix he lists.

Next to him, Grandma Li, the old director, and Dr. Xiaoyu... were all confused.

What is Dr. Wu Yong writing?

They can't understand at all!

They could just see that Dr. Wu Yong was pale and sweating all over his head, and he was struggling to deduce it hard, racing against time.

Only Dr. Wu Yong's pencil made a "rustling" sound on the drawing board.

...

At the door of the ward, the captain and Mr. Zheng walked in quietly.

Dr. Xiaoyu quickly turned around and greeted the captain and Mr. Zheng.

"Captain, Team Bai has something to say, let me convey it to you."

The three of them first left the ward and came to the corridor.

"Team Bai said that if Dr. Wu Yong proposes a treatment plan that everyone doesn't understand, then you must wait and wait for him to come back.

"The White Team is going to pick up Dr. Wu Yong's wife and children."

The captain was stunned for a moment.

Mr. Zheng smiled bitterly.

"Xiaobai still doesn't believe in Wu Yong?"

The captain and Mr. Zheng looked at each other in surprise.

They are not doctors. In the past, they have experienced a lot with White Latte. They know that the horror of White Latte is not only lies in combat effectiveness, but also in top judgment!

But...Doctor Wu Yong, is there really a problem?

Suddenly, the captain and Mr. Zheng both showed embarrassment.

Xiaoyu turned around and saw Dr. Wu Yong holding the drawing board. His pale face had not wiped clean, and two lines of tears flowed out.

Dr. Wu Yong raised his arms, wiped his sweat, tears, and squeezed out a smile.

"Does the White Team still not believe me?

“He went to pick up my family in person?

“I should thank him.

“I can understand him, too.

"I already know the causes of the children and have found a treatment method. No matter what, let's hold a meeting first and listen to my solution?"

Behind Dr. Wu Yong, Grandma Li and the old director were still standing.

For a moment, the scene was quite embarrassing.

Dr. Wu Yong hurriedly said.

"It's okay, I know the White Team doesn't like me.

"It's okay, the children's condition is more important.

"Let's go to the meeting soon and listen to my plan first."

He took the lead in turning around and walked towards the conference room not far away.

Grandma Li, the old director, the captain and others were all mixed feelings.

No matter what, Xiaobai's words really made Dr. Wu Yong wronged.

They took steps and followed Dr. Wu Yong.

Xiaoyu walked at the end of the team, and her thoughts were even more chaotic.
To be continued...