Speaking in words may be ignored, but fists will not.

Huakang Hospital, the abortion is still very popular.

You can’t afford food, and you can’t afford clothes, but as long as you are undecided to wait for death, you have to go to the hospital that you can’t afford.

Slaves cannot get sick. Once they get sick, they will work hard for decades and immediately become paupers for three generations.

Zhou Yishan was wandering among the crowd, and no one talked about anything related to Zhou Lingling, as if nothing had ever been born.

I wanted to find a single doctor or nurse to ask, but I didn’t have a chance, so I just found a department with few individuals to queue up.

At this time, Zhou Yishan felt that the rules of only entering one person at a time were really good because he was given a chance.

He knew that this rule was called "order" and "protecting patients' privacy". In fact, it was a tacit way for everyone to receive red envelopes. Of course, it also provided convenience for some animal doctors to carry out animal behavior. In Huakang Hospital, a doctor once gave birth to a doctor molested an 18-year-old female slave, and the female slave refused to commit suicide by jumping into the window.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Zhou Yishan entered the house and went back to lock the door. The male doctor in his thirties was about to say something. A thick red envelope had been sent, so he said nothing.

Zhou Yishan was not lost in his mind by hatred. He did not hate the doctor. Although there was mouse shit in the doctor, most doctors themselves are good, and the bad is the system.

Once, doctors who did not prescribe examinations and only prescribed medicines were cleaned up. In this environment, doctors with conscience could only carefully store their conscience and could not show unique differences.

Just as Zhou Yishan sat down, the doctor had already prescribed many checklists and said, "Go to do the test first."

"I haven't mentioned the condition yet?"

"No, you can find out anything."

"I haven't said my name yet?"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"The name is just a code name."

Zhou Yishan was speechless. Although he was not a doctor who came in to see the doctor, he wanted to catch the doctor and beat him. No, one meal was not enough. He beat him ten days. He knew that there were irresponsible doctors and the examination was also a formality, but he really didn't expect that he would encounter such a formality, and he was not willing to do it at all.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

"I won't see a doctor."

"If you don't see a doctor..." The doctor's power stared at the turbulent eyes and was about to be angry, but he opened his mouth in surprise. The three words "paying for me" were swallowed silently by him.

It turned out that Zhou Yishan was playing with his glass ashtray, holding it with his left hand, and bending it with his index finger and thumb piece by piece with his right hand. He broke off one piece, twisted and rubbed his two fingers, and it turned into dust and ashes.

The doctor only felt his throat dry and his neck was cold. It seemed that Zhou Yishan was rubbing his two fingers not the ashtray, but his neck, and said stammeringly: "You...you...what are you going to...do...here...but...the hospital..."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"I just want to ask a few questions, and I'll leave after asking." Zhou Yishan smiled indifferently, with inexplicable meaning in his smile.

The doctor straightened his body, raised his neck and was about to say proudly, "You have to charge for asking questions." But after looking at the ashtray that gradually turned into gray, his body shrank back, his head lowered, and said, "I... know everything..."

"Zhou Lingling..."

"Who are you?" the doctor interrupted Zhou Yishan and asked with a red face, "Who sent you?"

"Black Dragon?" the doctor murmured to himself again, "It shouldn't be?"

It turned out that this was also one of the doctors involved in the rescue that day, named Jia Dacai. He was very surprised at that time. No one was sending red envelopes before entering the rescue room. However, when he saw the patient, he knew that he might be here to find fault. The so-called patient was actually a dead person.

He was glad that he had some connections in the hospital, so when the Heilong started to make trouble, he didn't push him out, but pushed another doctor who thought it was okay, and became a scapegoat.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

It seems that he is very lucky. He is the first person to meet someone who knows the inside story. Zhou Yishan thought secretly and was not in a hurry to ask questions, so he sat down in a divine manner.

It took a long time before Jia Da came to his senses, but he was still a little unconscious. He knew that if something was born in him, the person behind him would definitely not protect him.

He is also a slave.

"What are you asking for?" After pausing, Jada asked again, "What are you asking for?"

"I am Zhou Lingling's uncle. Don't worry, I'll leave after asking. No one knows that I've been here..." Zhou Yishan seemed to be able to see through the other party's thoughts, anyway, he knew the other party's thoughts. He would appear as long as he focused on looking at the other party. He knew it very early, but he rarely used it.

"Isn't it just a slave?" After hearing Zhou Yishan's identity, Jia Da became active again, but when he thought that the slave seemed a little powerful, he forced himself to press down.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Although he is not necessarily a hero, many people understand the principle of not suffering from the immediate loss. Obviously, Jia Da also understands it, but "Isn't he just a slave" always stirring him up, so he said everything he knew, and even deliberately added some of his speculations.

In the narrative, Jia Dacai's image is noble and great. He is dedicated to the patient and Zhou Yishan.

Zhou Yishan knew Jia Dacai’s little thoughts, but he didn’t care. He just needed to know what happened. So although he knew that Jia Dacai had picked him up completely, he didn’t care, because he now understood that Zhou Lingling’s affairs probably had little to do with the hospital, and the hospital was mostly victims.

Although some doctors are very unbearable, real doctors are high-risk occupations.

In the Martian Sam Empire, the relationship between doctor and patient is already tense, and with some people with ulterior motives deliberately push it, the hospital is one of the two best blackmailers. As long as one person dies, it is absolutely right to make trouble; the other is the school, as long as there is something wrong with students, it is also true.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Who said that the Sam Empire implemented racial slavery but promoted the idea of ​​freedom and democracy?

"Can you be sure that when you saw Zhou Lingling, she was already dead?" Zhou Yishan asked staring at the other party.

"I can't be completely sure. Actually, before I entered the operating room, I saw something wrong. One of the people who sent Zhou Lingling, I knew it was from the Earth Human Rights Association... But Jiang Xun must know the specific situation." The doctor glanced at Zhou Yishan and said in a vain.

Although he knew that the other party was shirking responsibility and changing the topic, Zhou Yishan had to ask: "Who is Jiang Xun?"

"Jiang Xun was the doctor who participated in the rescue with me that day."

"Where is Jiang Xun?"

"Jiang Xun was unwilling to apologize and was fired..."

"Yeah—" Zhou Yishan stood up.

"Brother, don't be anxious, don't be anxious..." The doctor also stood up immediately, nodded and said, "I know where she lives, I know where she lives."

At 36 John Road, Neith, Zhou Yishan got the address, slowly pressed half of the remaining ashtray into the table, said, "I hope everything you said is true", and turned around and left.

"It's true, absolutely true..."

Jia Da punched the table hard.

"...Dare to threaten me, the address is definitely true, but can you get in? It's better to fight, bitch, pretend to be innocent in front of me..."
Chapter completed!