The First Generation of Celebrities [1980s]

Chapter 32 - Sexy and Wild

Zhangyang briefly recounted what she met in the hospital today. Soon the police decided to take the old lady to the hospital first, and then they gave her some dry-mouthed persuasion.

　　In such a hot summer, the old man knelt under the sun for a long time, and her lips were chapped.

　　Zhangyang frowned. There were many shops near Dadongmen. She saw a grocery store not far away and quickly walked over to buy a few bottles of water.

　　When they turned back again, the old lady finally reluctantly agreed to go to the hospital with the police, but she also asked the police to leave someone at the door of the pharmacy to prevent the owner of the pharmacy upstairs from running away.

　　When she arrived at the hospital, Zhangyang originally thought that a test like this might take a long time.

　　But an unexpected development came to her. Recently, a lot of cold medicines like this seemed to have appeared in Beijing. The doctor took the familiar-looking "Forsythia capsule" from the policeman's hand, stretched out his hand to twist it open, and dipped in some powder. After smelling it, I was almost certain that this was another batch of fake medicine.

　　"This capsule is labeled "Forsythia suspensa". Many cold medicines also contain forsythia suspensa, which is indeed effective in treating colds. But..." the doctor changed the subject, "it is not forsythia suspensa powder, nor is it contained in it. The ingredients listed on the instructions for any cold medicine. In short, this capsule is a fake medicine."

　　Recently, the hospital has received several such cases. Many people were sent to the hospital for treatment by their family members and friends when they were found unconscious. . For example, Lei Zi was so unlucky that he died in a small room on the construction site for several days. We have not received any similar cases yet.

　　Although the old lady's ears were not very good, she understood these words clearly.

　　She immediately stood up, her lips trembling with excitement, "It was that drugstore that killed my son! It was them who took my son's life!" The next moment, the old lady's vision went dark, and her little withered body was crumbling, fortunately, she was caught in time by the police around him.

　　"Doctor! Doctor!"

　　There was another commotion. Zhangyang and Xiaoyang could not help much and could only sit on the bench in the emergency hall.

　　Today was the second time Zhangyang walked into the hospital. The smell of disinfectant filled her nose, which made her feel uncomfortable, and her delicate brows couldn't help but wrinkle.

　　Xiaoyang glanced at the clock on the wall of the hospital. It was already time to get off work, but neither he nor Zhangyang said they wanted to leave.

　　"Teacher Zhang, what do you think?" Xiao Yang couldn't help but ask Zhang Yang in a low voice.

　　To be honest, his mind is a mess right now. I originally thought this was just the old lady making trouble unreasonably, but who would have thought that things would develop so bizarrely and that there was something wrong with the cold medicine.

　　Zhangyang sighed, "I guess this won't be our local news soon." The look on her face was a bit unpleasant. Just now, Zhangyang looked at the outer box of the capsule that Lei Zi picked up at the drugstore. The pharmaceutical factory on it The production place is not in the capital at all, but in a city in the south. She felt vaguely uneasy. If counterfeit medicines from pharmaceutical factories so far away had flowed into the capital, did the same thing happen in other parts of the country?

　　As Zhangyang thought, she reached out and gently rubbed her calf.

　　She walked a lot today, and now she felt a twitching sensation in her calves.

　　At this moment, Zhangyang suddenly thought of Ji Xingzhi. The latter told her sternly that she needed exercise.

　　She didn't think so before, but now Zhangyang felt that what Ji Xingzhi said seemed to make sense.

　　Yang Weidang also fell into silence because of Zhangyang's words. The two simply sat on the chairs and said no more.

　　Not long after, the doctor and the police came out of the curtain.

　　The old lady was so angry that she fainted. She was old and had many minor health problems. In addition, she had not slept for two days, so she was sleepy and had not woken up yet.

　　As for the problem with the "Forsythia Capsule" raised by the doctor, it is obviously beyond the control of ordinary district police. There have been many cases of suspected counterfeit drugs in the city. This must be reported to superiors, and a special task force may be set up.

　　Zhangyang and Xiaoyang actually had nothing to do in the hospital. The two of them stayed mainly because the old man was alone and had no one to rely on, so they voluntarily stayed to take care of the old man.

　　But now this case is no longer an ordinary case, and the police will also leave people in the hospital to guard the elderly.

　　With this, Zhangyang and Xiaoyangke felt relieved and prepared to leave the hospital.

　　As soon as she walked out of the hospital door, Xiaoyang's stomach made two "gurgling" sounds. She was a little embarrassed and said, "What do you want to eat, Teacher Zhang? I'll treat you today." Just as Zhang Yang was about to speak, a voice suddenly came from in front of him.

　　"Zhang Yang."

　　The deep and thick voice came from the young man in military uniform standing under the street lamp.

　　Zhangyang looked up and was slightly surprised for a moment when she saw Ji Xingzhi's figure. After all, when she came out to run the news, she didn't tell Ji Xingzhi that she was in the hospital.

　　Xiaoyang also saw Ji Xingzhi at this moment. Having the experience of the last dinner party, Xiaoyang certainly knew Zhangyang's husband. Now that he saw it, he immediately decided not to be a shining light bulb. After saying goodbye to Zhangyang quickly, he greeted the visitor politely and ran away.

　　Ji Xingzhi had already walked up to Zhangyang, "Are you hungry?" This was his first sentence.

　　Zhangyang, who had shown nothing in front of Xiaoyang before, nodded when she heard Ji Xingzhi's words, and complained in a low voice, "My legs are sore too." A hint of faintness flashed across Ji Xingzhi's eyes. With a smile on his face, he reached out and took Zhangyang's hand, and naturally picked up the bag on her other shoulder in his own hand.