Yang Lei feels a little pain, but it''s not particularly painful.
Two seconds later, he realized what had happened!
What the hell happened!!
MB！ I was sprayed all over my head and face by... Old stool!! Inadvertently made a toilet bath!!
I''ve been on guard before, but I didn''t expect to be sprayed all over my head and face!
A series of long sounds came from the anus. Except for the first "gunshot", the sound behind was like an empty valley aftersound, which lasted for 10 seconds.
"Sesame oil has such great strength?" Wu Mian put down the burden skin covered with loose stool, glanced and said in doubt.
Even Wu Mian has never experienced a similar situation.
"..." Wei Dabao looked intently, and his heart sank.
With Sui Wenyuan''s chrysanthemum as the center, it is fan-shaped, with an angle of about 30 °. Loose stool is scattered in all directions up, down, left and right.
Not only loose stool, but also liquids of unknown color.
Especially Yang Lei, who was standing at the back of the side, was sprayed directly. Half of his body was full of loose stool, which was terrible.
Yang Lei''s face was stagnant, as if it were a stone carving, motionless. Wei Dabao doesn''t care about Yang Lei either. How many times has Du told him? If you don''t have eyes or heart, you deserve to be sprayed.
What makes Wei Dabao sad is that the disposal room is full of shit, like a woman scattered flowers.
How to clean up this special thing! Trinket felt like he was going crazy. It''s impossible to expect section chief Wu to clean up. It''s best not to think about it.
We can only clean up by ourselves, although... Wei Dabao glanced at Yang Lei again and felt that no matter how miserable he was, he was better than Yang Lei.
The goods haven''t reacted yet. They are in a state of ignorance.
The exhaust sound disappeared, the moist and steaming dilute stool gurgled out, and the bed and ground of the disposal room converged into a river.
"Wu..."
"Nothing, don''t be embarrassed." Wu Mian interrupted Sui Wenyuan''s apology and said faintly, "you used too many things to moisten intestines and defecate before. I think especially sesame oil, it''s too strong. You can''t help it. Anyway, it''s already like this. Just go."
"I''d better go to the bathroom."
"When you go to the bathroom, you get it all the way. Besides, how do you wear pants now? Do you go naked?" Wu Mian joked.
"..." Sui Wenyuan was in a complicated mood. Although he was happy to defecate like an elf, he was ashamed to defecate in front of others.
He buried his head deep in his arm, like an ostrich.
"Doctor Yang, are you all right?" Wu Mian looked at Yang Lei.
Yang Lei''s feces were uneven, but he didn''t miss any point.
"...." Yang Lei didn''t know how to answer, and wanted to cry without tears.
Section chief Wu repeatedly told, but he didn''t expect to have such great strength!
Farting is like shooting!
"Are you familiar with the operating room?" Wu Mian asked.
Yang Lei nodded blankly.
"I''ll see. Go take a bath," said Wu Mian. "Let''s bring a change of clothes at home."
If he went back to the past, Yang Lei would never be so curious, nor would he argue with Wei Dabao about who cleaned the disposal room.
My current situation has been extremely tragic. It''s not a matter to clean the disposal room!
"Lao Yang, wait a minute. I''ll call you and contact the operating room." Wei Dabao also thought Yang Lei was miserable and said immediately.
Yang Lei stood in the corner with black lines all over his head. There was a dark cloud overhead. It was raining.
But it seems that what comes down is not rain, but fecal water.
Yang Lei''s mouth and nose are full of fishy smell... No, there is also a strange smell.
That''s the greasy smell of Xiaomo sesame oil!
Mixed in feces, the smell of small mill sesame oil becomes... Vomit
I don''t want to eat sesame oil all my life. I don''t want to see you! Yang Lei stood in the corner with his head down, wronged like a child.
A few minutes later, Sui Wenyuan''s defecation stopped, and Wu Mian commanded him to stand up slowly.
Although his underwear was also stained with feces, he was padded with a layer of sterile sheet. Sui Wenyuan''s swelling and discomfort in the rear half of his body disappeared, and his stomach was not bulging. He was comfortable all over.
"Chief Wu, thank you, thank you."
"It''s all right. Go and pay the fee," said Wu Mian. "I use too many things. If I don''t pay the fee, I''m afraid the head nurse will curse tomorrow morning."
"Yes, yes." although Sui Wenyuan was stingy, he couldn''t say no when he looked at the wall and disposal room full of his own feces.
Besides, compared with the finishing work, it''s not a matter to collect money.
"Dr. Wei, you handle it." Wu Mian took off his gloves, threw them into the medical waste bucket, and turned to go out.
Trinket didn''t sigh. It would be very unpleasant if he just let himself deal with it. But Yang Lei is covered with shit on one side. Comparatively speaking, he has nothing to complain about.
"Lao Yang, your lover''s phone." Wei Dabao first took off his sterile gloves and said to Yang Lei. Then when he saw that Sui Wenyuan was leaving, he immediately shouted, "Xiao Sui, you sit outside for a while. I''ll clean up and open a list!"
"Know, know." Sui Wenyuan bent down repeatedly with a guilty face.
He didn''t dare to see Yang Lei''s tragedy. He bowed deeply to everyone and slipped out immediately.
Wei Dabao asked for a phone call, gave a brief explanation to Yang Lei''s wife, asked her to deliver clothes, and then contacted the operating room to send Yang Lei to take a bath.
Wu Mian went out and took a deep breath.
Wu Mian has never encountered this extreme case of dry stool. Although there is a mess behind him, Wu Mian doesn''t care. This case, if Wu Mian wants to write a case report, can be published in the New England magazine.
But Wu Mian has already passed this period of time. He doesn''t have to prove himself.
Even this is something that many Nobel laureates cannot avoid. In order to publish articles in top academic journals and win the favor of capital, they do not hesitate to commit fraud at the cost of ruin.
Wu Mian doesn''t need to stand on a thousand Ren''s wall. If you don''t want, you''ll be just.
Sitting in the consulting room, Wu Mian recalled the situation just now and drew a sketch, in which the length and thickness of feces are lifelike.
Wu Mian also reconsidered his action of stimulating the inner wall of the intestine with hemostatic pliers, and found several relatively imperfect operations. If there is a next time, I will certainly do better.
The next disposal room soon heard a scream, and then the sound of slamming the door came.
"Section chief Wu, what are you doing in there!" the nurse on duty ran over and asked.
"Defecate." Wu Mian said with a smile, "it''s a little dirty. It''s all right. Doctor Wei will come back and clean it up later."
"...." the little nurse wanted to get angry, but in the face of Wu Mian''s smiling face, she spoke louder and felt that she had made a mistake.
"Uh... Won''t you go back?"
"Dr. Yang goes to wash. I''ll see the stall here." Wu Mian said with a smile.