170: Chapter 170 The Impact of the Xishan Explosion

Chapter 170: The Impact of the Xishan Explosion

Hearing the person behind him strike up a conversation, Fang Cheng turned his head to look.

In the dimly lit corridor, a middle-aged uncle holding a flashlight and wearing a security guard uniform walked over.

"I remember you."

Seeing Fang Cheng's slightly surprised expression, the security uncle chuckled and deliberately explained:

"You're the Boxing expert who helped our security department teach those punks a lesson that day."

Recalling the matter, Fang Cheng smiled slightly at him and politely greeted him back with a hello.

It seemed that the night shift work was quite boring.

The security uncle also walked to the balcony and spoke in a familiar, chatty manner:

"Is a family member sick and in the intensive care unit?"

Fang Cheng nodded, his gaze falling upon the barricaded building opposite as he asked casually:

"It really looks quite strange having soldiers stationed at your hospital."

"Right."

Hearing this, the security uncle smacked his lips with a sense of emotion:

"I've worked at Renan Hospital for seven or eight years, and this is the first time I've ever seen such a battle array. The patients in that building are definitely not simple."

"Oh, what's going on?"

Seeing that his words had a hidden meaning, Fang Cheng couldn't help pressing further.

A look of hesitation appeared on the security uncle's face before he lowered his voice and said:

"Do you know about the Xishan explosion case? The patients in there were all sent over from Xishan..."

As he spoke, he deliberately glanced around.

Seeming to worry that the topic might leak some secrets and incur punishment from his superiors, he appeared exceptionally cautious.

However, in the end, he couldn't suppress his urge to share, and after a moment, he continued to recount some insider news unknown to outsiders.

Turns out that in the early morning of that day, after the explosion occurred at Xishan, authorities successively rescued many people trapped on the mountain.

As the largest public hospital near Xishan, Renan Hospital received the majority of the injured.

After timely emergency treatment, some of these injured people basically recovered and were discharged, while others remained in a coma all along, seemingly becoming vegetative states.

The hospital then uniformly sent them to the Rehabilitation Center for long-term medical care and nursing.

The security uncle used to be on duty and worked as a doorman over there.

At first, it was quite normal.

After a period of time, however, strange things began to happen.

"That night, I was patrolling the building just like usual, walking down the corridor, when I suddenly heard a burst of screams coming from upstairs."

"So I immediately ran up to see what had happened and whether they needed help, but instead I saw a nurse covered in filth and blood rush out of a ward."

"She kept screaming, stumbling with her footsteps like she had gone mad. Then, several other nurses also ran over, looking at me with panic-stricken faces, telling me not to go over and to call the police immediately."

"I heard painful screams coming from inside the ward. That sound was extremely terrifying, as if someone was suffering some kind of torture, or like a beast howling..."

Speaking of this, the security uncle's expression tightened, and his knuckles clenched tightly into fists, as if sinking into some fearful memory.

"Did you see what the patient looked like specifically?"

Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly as he asked next.

"No, I was so dizzy and scared by that sound at the time that I turned around and ran."

The security uncle shivered, feeling lingering fear while also looking somewhat ashamed:

"I had no idea what happened. After I called the police, officers arrived very quickly, and then a group of people dressed in black came over—I don't know which government department they belonged to. All the medical staff were driven out and interrogated outside."

"Those people in black pushed an iron cage inside, and when they came out, the iron cage was covered with a thick cloth. They carefully escorted it into an armored vehicle, and blood was still dripping from the covered cage."

"In less than two days, the military took over the Rehabilitation Center, sealed off the entire building, strictly prohibited outsiders from entering, and didn't let patients out. Afterwards, all the nurses and I were transferred away from our posts."

At the end, the security uncle let out a long breath and said with considerable relief:

"Fortunately, I didn't see the specifics clearly, otherwise there would have been a lot more trouble."

After spilling out the words pent up in his stomach, his whole person seemed much more relaxed.

The two chatted idly for a while.

The security uncle then took his leave and went back to his patrolling work.

Fang Cheng gazed intently out the window at the gray building standing tall in the night.

A faint, miserable howl drifted into his ears.

The source of the sound was precisely inside the heavily guarded Rehabilitation Center building a few hundred meters away from here.

If his hearing hadn't been keen enough, an ordinary person wouldn't have been able to notice it at all.

Fang Cheng felt that the strange sounds he sensed when entering meditation might also be related to this building sealed off by the military.

And the strange events mentioned by the security uncle had a direct connection to the Xishan explosion.

Glancing at the armed patrolling soldiers, Fang Cheng shook his head and turned back to the rest area.

The dark night quietly receded, and daytime arrived as promised.

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In the morning, the hospital was bustling with people coming and going, appearing exceptionally noisy.

Sunlight filtered through the corridor's glass windows, shining on the floor sprayed with disinfectant, evaporating a peculiar scent.

It felt as though he had returned to the Boxing club.

Breathing smoothly and evenly, Fang Cheng did a light workout of 200 Push-ups and Squats in the rest area.

Then he went to the hospital cafeteria, simply ate a dozen or so meat buns, and drank four bags of milk.

Afterwards, he came before the intensive care unit and, like other family members, stood there watching the scene inside.

According to the doctor, Grandpa would probably need to stay inside for about seven days to ensure that the surgically resected stomach healed properly and didn't suffer infection risks, avoiding unexpected complications.

During the wait, Fang Cheng received the medical bill from the nurse and went downstairs to pay the related fees.

By the afternoon, Li Biyun returned to the hospital from home and told Fang Cheng to go back first.

After all, Grandpa was staying in the intensive care unit and didn't require extra care from family members.

If there were any emergencies, she, who already worked at the hospital, could be called at a moment's notice.

Knowing that his mother made sense, Fang Cheng figured that after Grandpa came out, they could hire a caregiver to take over the most exhausting caretaking work.

Therefore, staying until close to dusk, he left Renan Hospital and took a taxi directly back.

With a bulging wallet, Fang Cheng wasn't exactly spending money recklessly, but at least he didn't have to meticulously calculate every penny like before, saving wherever he could.

Jiuchang Street under the setting sun.

Electric bikes of people getting off work crowded forward, revealing peace and serenity amidst the hustle and bustle.

The Tubular Building was bathed in the golden afterglow, as if surrounded by warm colors.

With a creak.

Fang Cheng pushed open the door and walked into the house.

He found that the house had clearly been tidied up and cleaned; the floors, tables, chairs, and stove had been wiped clean and shiny.

Even the clothes and pants he hadn't had time to wash had already been washed and hung out to dry on the balcony.

Seeing this, Fang Cheng couldn't help shaking his head and sighing inwardly.

Mom really can't stay idle.

Suddenly remembering something, he immediately closed the door, changed into slippers, and walked quickly toward his bedroom.

The bed and desk similarly appeared neat and clean.

Fang Cheng then squatted down and dragged out a gray-white metal box and a canvas travel bag from under the bed.

Seeing that the metal box was still locked with no trace of being opened, he instantly let out a sigh of relief.