Coming In, Never Going Out
"He won't let anyone in for now." Team Leader Wu looked rather awkward. He had called them here, but Xu Huo didn't need them at all.
Professor Lan and the members of the medical team exchanged glances. Tang Guangbo, however, said, "Then let's wait outside. If he doesn't need help, the problem probably isn't too serious."
Dozens of people had no choice but to crowd into the hallway and wait.
"The New Year is almost here. Sorry to make you all come out here." Team Leader Wu had someone boil a huge pot of dumplings and handed out a bowl to everyone. "Go ahead, eat."
"Should we get Brother Xu a bowl too?" Sima Xiao Er said. "Look how badly he's hurt, and he still wanted to come back. He must have been thinking about celebrating the New Year."
"Do you think everyone's like you?" Team Leader Wu snapped at him, but still let him go. Whether Xu Huo could eat them or not was one thing; the gesture mattered.
Sima Xiao Er really did take a bowl of dumplings to knock on the door, but as soon as he raised his hand, the door opened by itself.
"Put them to the side." Xu Huo's voice came from inside, carrying down the hall to the crowd of people craning their necks.
Sima Xiao Er had few virtues, but he always took advice. He set down the bowl and hurried back out before Team Leader Wu could even say anything.
"Brother Xu seems fine. Leader, don't worry about him," Sima Xiao Er said. "I saw him spit out a lot of black blood. There must be poison in it, so we should think about how to handle that."
"Xu Huo didn't mention it, so it probably