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Ten minutes prior, on the third floor of the General Ward, a young man in patient clothing was shuffling along the corridor in slippers, chatting with his friends on his mobile phone.
"Damn it, this hospital is unbearable, there's a weird stench everywhere, the f**king Formalin or whatever, it's even worse than Sherlock Holmes!"
"I drank too much of that soup my mother brought me last night, and now my bladder's bursting. Gotta go take a leak."
As he spoke, he walked into the washroom, mumbling and grumbling as he pulled down his pants to pee. However, he suddenly felt the urge to poop, so he ran into a stall, plugged in his earphones, played some music, and continued chatting with his friend.
As he was squatting and straining, he suddenly felt an itch on his neck. As he reached out to scratch it, he accidentally sent out a video call request.
WTF!
