After wearing the book, I made the villains cry

Chapter 145 True and False ([-])
Ai Chengming pondered for a moment: "Have you drawn blood yesterday? Or an ultrasound report?"

"There is."

"Take a photo of the report and send it to my phone."

The photo of the inspection report was sent in an instant. Ai Chengming did not hang up the phone. While checking various indicators, he instructed the student on the other end of the phone:

"The ultrasound doesn't seem to be a problem. Why is there no electrolyte in the blood test? Now you go to the emergency room for an electrolyte test for her. The key point is to check the potassium level in her body. I speculate that she may be due to gestational diabetes. Some medications have caused low potassium in the body, if this is the case, do you know what to do?"

The students answered fluently: "Correct the low potassium situation by oral or injection."

"Okay, if you know it, let's do it."

"Thank you, teacher."

Just as Ai Chengming was about to hang up the phone, he heard another voice calling "Teacher!", and he put the receiver back into his ear:

"what happened?"

"Teacher...it's nothing, I just feel worthless for you. Originally, you did well in the obstetrics and gynecology department, and you had such a bright future. If you didn't have that matter—and if you look into that matter carefully, it wouldn't be worth it." Your fault..."

"Okay, where is all this nonsense coming from. Hurry up and get to work, or do you want to recite the symptoms and manifestations of hypokalemia to me on the phone?"

"I see, teacher, I'm going right now. Teacher, take care of yourself and your body."

There was a busy tone on the phone.

Ai Chengming put down the phone, the student's unwilling tone still lingered in his mind.

A few years ago, he was a star doctor in the obstetrics and gynecology department of the hospital, with a halo and a bright future.

However, a small disaster happened from the sky, and he could have solved it properly, but due to a series of accidents, it finally fermented and was difficult to end.

So he left the hospital sadly, and bid farewell to the consulting room he was familiar with.

Years had passed since that incident, and on top of what had happened to him, there was an even deeper hidden past.

That deeper past happened more than ten years ago.

But now, he doesn't know if he still has a chance to recover the truth for himself and what happened more than ten years ago.

His eyes began to change unpredictablely, staring at the slow progress bar on the computer.

"Ding",

A melodious sound comes out of the speaker.

The memo file crawled from Su Xi's mobile phone has been packaged.

The app automatically pops up a prompt: "Do you want to decompress the file?"

The man moved the mouse pointer to the [Confirm] button, and gently dropped his index finger.

*
Su Xi replied to Ai Chengming's last message. Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, she remembered that she hadn't read the memo yet, so she closed the chat window, went back to the desktop, and found the "Memo" app.

"I had a dream like this.

In my dream, I was in my early 20s. I had several characters. I had been to many places, many worlds, and I lived several times. Each time was a new life and encounter.

Then I came here and met an old man, he told me all this is [space][space], I asked him what is [space], the old man smiled, did not speak, turned and left.

On the way he left, he dropped a [blank space], I chased it up, picked it up and saw that there were words I couldn’t understand written on it, it was very esoteric, like words, and also like a [blank space], I wanted to ask clearly, but The old man is gone.

I took a taxi to leave that place and told the driver my destination. Ten minutes later, the driver said so and put me off the car, but arrived at a place I didn't know.I saw [space], I saw [space], and I was so scared that I woke up. "

Su Xi: The old man on the subway looks at his phone.jpg
What is written here?Is it human?

And why the key parts are all [spaces], why not record it, leaving the text like a puzzle now, except to tickle my curiosity, there is no benefit.

It seems that in the chaotic state, even the language organization ability is also chaotic.

It is not without reason that I am a street writer.

Su Xi decided to give up solving the puzzle, and just after locking the screen, the screen lit up again.

This time it was Song Bingran's call:
"Mengxi, can you lend me 5 yuan?"

Song Bingran's trembling voice came from the receiver: "I only need 5 yuan, 5 yuan is fine, they said that if I give 5 yuan today, they will let me go..."

Su Xi felt a little strange:
It stands to reason that Song Bingran is not the one who is short of money. She has worked in the W Hotel for several years, not to mention a mere 5 yuan, even with 20 to [-] yuan without blinking her eyes.

And who is "they" she's been talking about?Is it the creditor?

So asked:

"Bingran, who are 'they', and who are you with now?"

"Don't ask so many questions, lend me, lend me five... ah!"

Song Bingran suddenly screamed loudly, followed by a piercing "click", as if the mobile phone had been smashed to the ground.

Su Xi was startled, and quickly "Hello" a few times, but no one answered.

After a few seconds, the man's angry reprimand came:

"Brother! Don't talk nonsense with this female cousin! It's not true that the boss is short of that little money, the most important thing is not to tell us that!"

Another sinister voice:
"Oh, look at this kid, he is obviously in a hurry, but now he is talking about the boss's order, Huzi, even if you tell the truth, the brothers will not laugh at you, everyone knows this 5 yuan is just an excuse, the most important thing is what you said!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"Huzi, are you just pretending to be righteous? Don't you know what you're thinking? You're just greedy for her..."

Song Bingran faintly screamed: "I'll give you money! Please!"

Su Xi also realized that the situation was serious, and called out loudly:

"Bing Ran!"

There was a sound of heavy footsteps.

Su Xi could only hear the sound of footsteps coming closer and closer through the receiver, and then stopped at the nearest place.

Three seconds later, with a loud stampede, the call was cut off.

Su Xi stared blankly at the interrupted call interface, and lost his mind for a while...

Should we save her?

A thought suddenly appeared in Su Xi's mind:
If you just sit back and watch like this, does it mean that a hidden danger that threatens your own survival will be removed?
*
the other side.

An abandoned unfinished building.

A room on the top floor.

In the open environment, in broad daylight, Song Bingran shrank into a corner in fear.

There were seven or eight men in front of her.

Some are tall and strong, as if they could kill her with a single punch;
There are also some wretched and short, with greasy faces, and fierce eyes lingering on her body.

The leading man was dressed in black clothes and black trousers, his arms were bulging to the point of tearing his sleeves, and the toes of his leather shoes were extremely sharp and shiny.

"Huzi, did you say that you said you saw her at the W Hotel."

The man called Huzi took a step forward:
"Yes, boss, she is precious."

(End of this chapter)