"Who could be so heartless?"
"Why does your hospital always engage in such shady activities?"
"Who did this? Co out!"
"Do you think this will make us give up our rights?"
"We are determined to fight against a heartless hospital like yours!"
The elderly won shouted for a while, but when two security guards pretended to nap and ignored them, and seeing no response from the hospital, they decided to sit on the ground, even without seats, to stand up against the hospital's disregard for life!
Not long after the won sat down, a cleaning vehicle and a water truck appeared.
The staff saw this group of elderly won and imdiately reported the situation to Director Li: "Director Li, there's a group causing trouble at the hospital entrance."
Director Li hurriedly checked and found out that the hospital director was Lin Su'er, who lived with Song Xiaodong.
Director Li nodded, called the staff, and said: "Clean up thoroughly, stir up the dust, drive slowly, use water to wash the street clean, don't worry if the water flows elsewhere, keep the entrance area wet, and clean every 20 minutes!"
The staff caught the hint and replied, "We will complete the task!"
The street cleaning vehicle has a special structure, with water sprinklers at the front and a rotating brush at the back, which washes the mud to both sides after sprinkling water.
But the staff understood Director Li's instructions, and the leading cleaning vehicle didn't use its front water sprinklers, directly using the back brush to stir up the dirt on the road. Dust flew everywhere like a sandstorm, with asphalt particles, dust, and pebbles flying about, leaving the seated won covered in dust, coughing, and quickly moving aside.
"What do you think you're doing?!"
"I can barely breathe!"
"Is this how you clean roads?"
"A pebble flew into my mouth!"
"My nose is blackened by the smoke!"
"Stop it right now!"
Song Xiaodong sat in the car, watching the disheveled won through the dark windshield, and couldn't help but clap and laugh.
"Cough cough cough..."
"Are you doing this on purpose?"
"You should sprinkle water first and then clean, using the brush directly, are you afraid the dust won't rise?"
The angry won stopped the cleaning vehicle directly.
The staff lowered the window and yelled at them, "Road law enforcent!"
"If you're enforcing the law, fine, but why make so much dust? How can people walk safely? It's dangerous!"
"Sprinkle water first, then clean!"
"Yeah, is this how you work? What kind of work attitude is this?"
The staff mber pretended to check around, looked for a while, then suddenly had a revelation: "Oh dear, oh dear, yes, yes, I'm sorry, sorry. The water pump of my vehicle broke, I didn't realize, I'm truly sorry!"
"Really, young man, why are you so careless, fumbling like this!"
"Exactly, look at my new clothes, now they're all dusty because of you!"
"Seriously, if I end up with silicosis from this, you just wait to pay up!"
"My bronchitis almost acted up because of you!"
The staff pulled back his head, restarted the cleaning car, and finally used the water this ti. The front sprinklers blasted water like fireworks, splashing water high in the air, drenching the nearby won with mud and water.
"Hey!"
"What the heck are you doing?!"
"Ah!"
The won scread and scrambled away, as the cleaning vehicle sped off, leaving behind the soggy, mud-drenched won cursing at the departing vehicle. But it didn't stop, putting its power to the maximum, spraying muddy water everywhere, leaving the won trailing behind, too scared to get close.
The won were enraged, pointing at the rear of the vehicle and shouting curses.
"You little brat, are you rushing to your grave driving so fast?"
"You bastard, you splashed with water!"
"You better stop right there!"
"I won't let you off!"
"You pay for my new dress!"
"You must be in cahoots with the hospital!"
"You're a fake, not a real law enforcent officer!"
"I'm going to sue you!"
"Quick, take pictures, get his license plate and a photo of the driver, we'll find a reporter to expose them!"
The soaked won followed the vehicle a long way, but with the vehicle spraying mud water in all directions, they dared not stop it and had to turn back.
"This is all a hospital plot! We'll never yield!"
"Even so, we'll still sit in protest!"
"Never give in! We sit in protest!"
Fired up with even more determination, they shouted slogans, ignoring the mud on their faces and bodies, and returned to the hospital entrance to continue their sit-in.
Covered from head to toe in mud water, with faces indistinguishable and hair full of sand and dirt, their clothes' original color obscured, their eyes still shone with resolve, appearing morally righteous.
Just as they sat down, another water truck slowly approached.
"I ca down from the mountains, bringing orchid grass."
"Planted in a small garden, hoping for early bloom."
"Checking three tis a day, watching the flowers fade."
"Yet the orchid remains, not a single bud."
...
The water truck, with two large speakers on the roof, played "Orchid Grass" at a speed slower than a bicycle, turned the corner, and slowly approached the won. At the back of the truck was a water tank, with the rear spray pipe facing the road unopened. Instead, the pipes spraying sideways onto the sides of the roads were on, soaking the roadside greenery while not a drop touched the road it passed.
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