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The beaten man covered his face and was stunned. After asking this, his anger broke out to the peak:

"I said, are you fucking okay? Why do you put me here? You don't beat me if so many people don't beat me. Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

The man said, and unwilling to show weakness, he punched song Anshan.

Who song Anshan is, plus his identity, is the major and minor of the Song family. If he doesn't add anything, he is nothing.

fight?

Will he?

In the past, no one dared to provoke him by virtue of his identity. He had never experienced a real fight at all.

At the moment, he was punched and wanted to fight back, but he found that he didn't even have room to fight back. The man hit him one punch after another, and he couldn't stand up?

Finally, other people in the same isolation area pulled the man away and he got out of trouble.

He covered his face and felt the fishy sweetness in his mouth. He reached out and wiped it. He was almost stunned:

"You... You dare to hit me... I'm a junior of the Song family. When I go out, I want you to go without food..."

The man who hit him stopped under the interception of others. When he heard this, he was very angry.

He was spitting at him and broke away from the others who stopped him. When he rushed up, he was punched and kicked again:

"The Song family? Ouch, you're the Song family. I'm still the Queen's father. Put me here to show off my authority, right? I let you show off your authority and say I can't afford to go. Come on, I'll wait..."

After another round of punching and kicking, the doctor and the security guard were brought in, and then they stopped.

The man was taken away by the doctor and security guard, leaving song Anshan beaten in place. No one even said a word of comfort to him.

Song Anshan sat on the ground and touched the wound on his face. His angry face turned white.

In this isolated area, he is the one with the least status and human rights. At the beginning, he seemed to be OK. Even if he was making a fuss to go out, his patients were mostly persuasive, and doctors and nurses ignored him at most. He would not preach to him, speak ill of him, or even punch and kick him.

So since when did these people start doing this to him?

When the news about Xiangyue was released on TV that day, it was those patients who boasted about Xiangyue one by one. He casually said something bad about Xiangyue.

From then on, his life began to be in dire straits.

Either being preached, or being hurled at, or even being punched and kicked like this.

"Xiangyue, it's all Xiangyue. Gu qiaoyue, wait for me!"

Song Anshan said fiercely. He must find a way to get out of here. When he gets out of here, see how he makes Xiang Yue and Gu qiaoyue look good.

Song Anshan blamed Xiangyue and Gu qiaoyue for all his mistakes.

I never thought that if he didn't send Clarence and Amy to Xiangyue in such a vicious way at the beginning, how could there be the following series of things.

Even being preached in the hospital is also because he spoke ill of Xiangyue.

What does Xiangyue mean to these people in the isolation area?

That's their Savior!

How many people are willing to have their life-saving benefactor abused?

And just now, if he hadn't suddenly hit people madly, they wouldn't have been full and ran to hit him.

So this is a reward for a reward. If you do it, you have to bear the consequences.

However, song Anshan would not think so. He counted all his mistakes on Xiangyue and Gu qiaoyue.

Song Anshan staggered to get up from the ground and hung his head to hide the resentment in his eyes.

He returned to his sickroom bed and lay down silently.

He can't stay here anymore. He must find a way to get out of here.

Damn, are those people dead?

They're in quarantine. They don't know? I haven't come to save him yet.

There are family members. Won't they worry about losing contact for so many days? Don't you know to find yourself?

Depending on their power, if you really worry about yourself and want to find yourself, it's not easy to find out where you are.

To put it bluntly, they don't care about themselves at all.

Song Anshan was lying on the hospital bed, staring at the roof, his eyes full of resentment.

Resent Xiangyue, Gu qiaoyue, his subordinates and his family

Others in the ward could not help but stay away from him when they saw him like this.

They have heard about things outside just now. This little song is a madman who can't be educated. Since he can't be educated, leave him alone.

For the next few days, no one paid any attention to him.

Song Anshan felt that the world was finally quiet.

However, he is still very depressed.

With the emergence of therapeutic vaccines, patients in the isolation area have successively left the hospital, and there are fewer and fewer people in the isolation area. In his own ward, he lives in more than ten people at most, and now he is left alone.

He went to the doctor several times before, but all he got was if he couldn't leave.

Here, he really can't stay.

Finally, eight more days later, the patients in the whole isolation area were finished.

Song Anshan looked at the isolation area where people were everywhere before. Now he was alone, and his heart was hairy.

I heard that many people died in the isolation area before the vaccine was developed

Song Anshan looked around in horror.

When there were many people here before, he wouldn't think about it or be afraid. Now it's just him. These things have come out one by one.

"No, I'm going to find a doctor. Why should I stay here alone? It's Gu qiaoyue. It must be her. She hurt me..."

Song Anshan is staggering to find a doctor and find a way to get out of here.

But just then, footsteps suddenly sounded in the corridor.

"Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong..."

Clear footsteps penetrated song Anshan's ears, and song Anshan was even more frightened.

He was too frightened to move or open the door, so he looked out through the crack in the door.

Perhaps because of the angle, I only saw a pair of feet wearing big red high heels, moving forward and down, accompanied by the sound of "Dong Dong...".

Every time, it was like stepping on the tip of song Anshan's heart, making him tremble. His mind was full of all kinds of ghost stories

"Dong, Dong, Dong..."

Song Anshan tried hard to see who the visitor was, but because of the angle, he could only see the feet and the sound of "Dong Dong..."