Chapter 27: He went to see Man Chen

Not to mention that the boy the night before was also a little rascal to death to press him underneath a strong kiss, kissing the breathless and hot blood and almost sticking his tongue in.

From this incident can be seen, now some boys, on account of their own beautiful, on account of their own good grades, on account of their own age put hundreds of years ago on a minor, will really be very unreasonable.

The unreasonable school bully took the opportunity to act to cushion the heartbreak of his lost love, but this scene is a rescue, the role of the role is not much, and the episode itself is very short, so it did not take him long to kill back to school.

Before going back, he sent a message to Qingcheng Xie and left the hotel with his suitcase.

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On the day Yu He returned to school, Man Chen met Qingcheng Xie in the morning and went to the cemetery together.

The young police officer has just independently solved his first case on his hands, feeling very memorable, want to go and his brother to catch up.

"It's inter-provincial yet." Man Chen carried a fruit basket of paper money to his brother's tombstone, and he walked through the cemetery in such a hurry that he almost tripped over a nearby bush.

"Inter-provincial bicycle gang theft." Qingcheng Xie said.

Man Chen's face reddened: "Since, a bicycle is also a car, it is also the property of the people ......"

Qingcheng Xie ignored him, took the fruit basket from him, placed the tribute on it, the paper melted, the air distorted in the heat of the flames, and he looked at the picture of the very young police officer on the tombstone, and the line of words traced with gold powder.

Tomb of Lisheng Chen.

Lisheng Chen's life was fixed in his early twenties, and Qingcheng Xie's impression of him is already blurred, except that unlike Man Chen, he was a very serious and stable young man, and when he brought Man Chen, who was still very young, to their home, he would always say, "Excuse me! " and "Sorry".

The last message he left for his colleagues before he was killed was also, "Something came up today, I may be late, sorry."

Qingcheng Xie looked at the black and heavy tombstone and said, "Your brother is also a police officer who can handle cases independently."

Man Chen anxiously added: "Later will be more powerful, I want to transfer to the criminal police brigade to it."

Qingcheng Xie shook his head: "You don't have enough intelligence."

"......"

"Your family's wisdom genes all point to your brother's head."

Man Chen knows that Qingcheng Xie does not want him to climb up, the higher you climb, the stronger the wind at the top, the slightest inadvertence is blown down, is a broken body. That's why Qingcheng Xie always talks to him like this.

Man Chen, not angry, muttered a few more whispers to his brother, then lit a cigarette and placed it in front of his brother's offering table.

"Brother, one day I'll solve the case you didn't finish." He closed his eyes and folded his hands together and said.

"......"

Qingcheng Xie knew that Man Chen was talking about the case in which his parents were killed.

That case, the discerning eye can see that it is never a normal car accident, the police force is also well aware of. But what can be done? They are not dead in the process of handling the case, the posthumous seal can not be martyred, the murderer who made the accident did not leave any traces of the crime, the three evidence point to a big car accident out of control, and ultimately only that way to close the case.

To say that offended people, his parents used to be high ranking, involved in numerous major cases, want to revenge the black / evil forces, drug trafficking / drug organizations ...... too many objects worthy of suspicion, in the case of interrupted clues, there is no way to investigate.

It's not that Qingcheng Xie himself didn't try his best to find out the cause of his parents' death, but he eventually gave up.

People who are too sober, even if the tears are not dry and the heart is dead, are struggling to see the road that leads to the future.

Qingcheng Xie has finished incense, see Man Chen will take a while, also managed to walk around, his parents' tomb is not in this mausoleum, the land here is very expensive, some with a memorial tomb prices are more than a suite in a second-tier city, the annual management fee is also surprisingly high, only those with money and power can afford to lie.

As he walked, he came to a sculpture.

Sculpture burial is a kind of funeral after the European model, where the headstone is often carved out of marble of equal height to resemble the deceased. This statue, which stands in a quiet cemetery, is of a doctor in a white coat, sitting in a chair, wearing thick glasses and looking down at a book in his hand.

Below the statue is written:

" Ciyan Qin (1957-2017) "

"The last thing he failed to heal was the heart."

Qingcheng Xie knows Ciyan Qin.

They both ...... used to be colleagues.

Ciyan Qin is one of the most famous alumni of Shanghai Medical College and a titan in the field of neurosurgery. Ciyan Qin graduated from Shanghai Medical College decades ago, and then went to the United States for further study and returned to China after completing his studies. He has taught at his alma mater and led his team in academic research, and he has a lifetime of hardship and reputation.

Surgeons, who do not move the knife but only the pen, that is not possible.

So after retiring from Yanzhou at the age of 60, Professor Qin returned to his hometown and was rehired at the First People's Hospital in Huzhou.

This is the same hospital where Qingcheng Xie was treated.

However, one dusk four years ago, Ciyan Qin, 60, was packing his briefcase in the office to go home to celebrate his birthday with his partner when a young man with a scruffy beard suddenly arrived, carrying a basket of fruits and a banner and looking at the door. The man claimed to be the family of a patient and came all the way here to thank Director Qin in person for his mother's life.

Ciyan Qin has a lot of such patients, see the man sweating, loose white face, must have rushed a long time, so they invited the man into the office and gave him a cup of tea.

But what no one expected was that while the old doctor was pouring water and making tea, the insecure young man quietly got up and pulled out a cold, shiny knife from the bottom of the fruit basket, and the moment Ciyan Qin smiled and made tea and turned his head - his face suddenly changed! The eyes of the eyes of the eyes! The moment Ciyan Qin smiled and turned his head - his face suddenly changed!

This is the case of Beihai Yi, the doctor who killed the whole country four years ago.

The police have retrieved surveillance video, the criminal Beihai Yi Ciyan Qin old doctor pressed against the wall, stabbed the old doctor thirteen times in the chest and abdomen, blood sprayed all over the not too spacious office, the handwritten medical file on the table, the killer brought as a cover for the banner, all sprinkled with a creepy crimson.

Beihai Yi, who was already covered in blood by the time the people arrived, could not tell if he was a human being or a ghost. He held Ciyan Qin's body up in front of the crowd and threw the old man, who had devoted his life to medical care, through an open window to the sound of shouts.

--Bang!!!

The bloody body, completely fragmented after falling from a height.

Beihai Yi stuck his head back out of the window and stood smugly in a pool of blood, holding up a dripping red knife and laughing up at the sky, shouting: "Retribution! Let you cheat! Kill you! Kill you!"

But what kind of blood feud is it?

How could a young family member do such a genocidal thing to an old doctor with sideburns?

The truth released after the police investigation made the whole community angry, and public opinion boiled over like rolling oil -

It turns out that Beihai Yi's mother is a glioma patient, and her tumor is malignant and growing in a very tricky location, so even after visiting many hospitals, no doctor would dare to operate.

This single mother is afraid of the extreme medical costs, do not want to cure, want to wait for death, but her son who is clothed to the mouth of the meal to stretch hands have been thirty years old, but also idle all day, not looking for work, she is afraid of their legs to go, the son no one to take care of, so they dare not die.

Her condition became more and more serious as she delayed and intermittently. Finally she heard that the neurology department of Huzhou First People's Hospital is very famous, and the doctors are all good, and some of them are so kind-hearted that they will find ways to raise funds for poor patients or make remission, and their surgical ability is also first-class.

My mother came to this unfamiliar hot land with a hope, carrying a sack of hometown's local seafood, on a green train.

But after coming, the buildings are a thousand layers, the paths are a million, the mother is confused, what electronic payment lifestyle will not, even find a hospital took a long time. Finally the hospital was found, the number will not hang, and she was timid, standing in the hospital lobby in the crowd for a whole day.

By the end of the day, a doctor finally noticed the woman who was slow to leave and smelled like fish.

The doctor asked her why she was there, asked for her information, left her a phone number, and said he would help her figure out what to do.

A thick pile of copies of the mother's medical records was handed over to the neurosurgery department of Hospital No. 1. What those doctors discussed and discussed at that time is not known to the public, but in short, the mother did get the remission she wanted, was scheduled for surgery, and waited gratefully for the light of life to come.

And since the beginning, her son, who is far away from home and a gambling addict, has not come over to spend even one day with his mother.

Although the operation fee is reduced, but in Huzhou such a pearl like gold like iron, living in a prosperous metropolis, for the mother, but also the expenses are still very large. The woman scrimped and saved, living in a small hotel that smelled like the dampness of a yellow plum day, sleeping in an eight-person room, breaking three portions of a Gao Zhuang steamed bun, and drinking hot water from a love stall.

Towards the end of the month, the woman's old broken cell phone rang. The caller was her son, and naturally the content was thunderous - coming to ask his mother for money.

"Mom is in Huzhou for a doctor's appointment, and there's money to be spent everywhere, and there's really no extra down this month ......"

"What?" The young man on the other end of the phone was furious, his voice almost piercing the eardrums of this old sick woman, "No more money? Then what am I going to do this month? Who's going to support me? I don't care! You have to do something for me! I don't even have any fucking food to eat!"

The woman hunched down, clutching the paint off the phone, periodically, as if she had done something wrong: "really no money, Mom just came here, the road is not familiar with the money spent on several times to take the bus, now remember it, can walk to, and the money to see the doctor, now also less down ...... I save again, next month must have ...... you do not rush ......"

"Who told you to go to Huzhou to see a doctor?" The man still shouted furiously, "I've told you! That place is just a scam for fools who have too much money to spend! What are you doing there? The county is not enough for you to see? Look at you, you can eat and drink all day long, what kind of disease can you be? It's a waste of money!"

The woman listened, big tears rolling down from the spider web-like folds at the end of her eyes, dripping onto the greasy concrete floor of the small hotel.

The son is still fuming: "Why are you so anxious to send all the money to those doctors ...... those doctors are to earn your money you know? They want you to get sick so they can line up and send money to them! Otherwise, how can their hospital continue to open? Now well, the money is cheated to them, so that you can not even support your children, yuck!"

Beihai Yi cursed and put down the phone, not wanting to nag the woman half a word, grumbled and put on his clothes, fished out the last fifty yuan from under his bed and went to the dark gambling house at the entrance of the village.

The woman was so distraught that she didn't want to be treated anymore. In the end, the doctors at the city hospital talked her through it and communicated with Beihai Yi.

Finally Beihai Yi finally got impatient and said, if you want to operate, just do not take money from him anyway, he did not want to spend this time and energy to rush to Huzhou, confirm the risks of surgery on the phone, leave a recording, when the time comes, the risk letter for his mother to sign.

Although the procedure was not so formal and there were some disagreements within the hospital, everything went on in consideration of Ciyan Qin's prestige. The hospitalization, the adjustment, the pre-operative communication ...... all went on in an orderly way.

Finally it was time for the opening day.

The doctor once again confirmed the risks of surgery with the lonely woman, informing her that the tumor was in a very vicious location and if she did not have surgery her survival was expected to be only three months, but the dangers of having surgery were also enormous and if the surgery failed, there was a risk that she might not be rescued.

"Then I'd like to make another phone call, okay?"

The woman asked a little timidly as she lay on the hospital bed.

The phone was handed over, and the woman shivered and pressed a series of numbers, wanting to say a few words to her son before entering the door of life and death.

But after a long wait for the beep, all she got in reply was the same cold, mechanical tone as yesterday.

Beihai Yi is a gambling addict, and when he gambles, he will not have time to answer the phone calls from his mother.

The woman finally slowly put the phone down from her ear, her eyes wet, sniffling and smiling, "Thank you, doctor. That ......"

"What?"

The woman stumbled, and I could tell she was torn, as if she was blushing at the exit.

The young doctor in charge of the pre-operative preparations said gently, "Auntie, you can say anything you want, it's okay."

The woman then asked, as if in some trepidation, "Does it hurt?"

"Hmm?"

"Surgery, does it hurt?" The woman's face was bashfully red even as she asked this question, thin blood peeking out from beneath the waxy yellow skin as she struggled.

"Oh." The young doctor responded, smiling and reassuring her, "It doesn't hurt, auntie, there will be anesthesia, just medicine that will make you pass out temporarily, no pain at all, and when you wake up, everything will be over."

The woman listened to the gentle description of the small doctor, the eyes actually more or less overflowed with some similar to "longing" emotion.

No pain at all ah ......

When she was pushed into the operating room, looking at the white ceiling above the hospital corridor and the nurses and doctors clustered around her in full armor, she still thought of the last words she heard in her mind, and the corners of her rotten lips vaguely hooked into a little humble smile.

The surgeon who operated on her was Ciyan Qin, who was very old and had already performed three major operations that day and was not feeling well himself, but the operation was so difficult that he had to operate himself.

Time passes, and under the green protective clothing, the old doctor's sweat seeps out little by little.

"Tweezers."

"Saran wool."

"Pass two more pieces of gauze cotton."

......

It is unhurried and unhurried.

But all the muscles are tense, and always eyes unblinking when it matters.

The first to notice the difference was the second assistant, who noticed a slight swaying of Sensei's body as he was reaching for the surgical tray.

Doctors are doctors, but there are times when doctors are, again, patients.

As Ersuke looked nervously at Ciyan Qin, Ciyan Qin also realized that he could not. He slowly finished the movements he could not pause in his hands, and then said in a calm voice, trying not to cause panic, "I can't see anything in front of me, and I have a dizzy spell."

He said he took two steps back and wanted to say something more, but his eyes had gone black and he fell backwards ......

This is the first time Ciyan Qin has had such a condition. He has high blood lipids and a severe blood clot on the side of his neck, so he often suffers from headaches and nausea, but never to the point of dizziness and coma.

Similar accidents in hospitals are rare, but not unprecedented. The doctors were clearly taught during their training how to complete the surgery by the remaining doctors in such an unexpected situation. But the woman's tumor was so treacherous that the operation ended in failure, even though the subsequent doctors did their best.

The mother is no longer there.

The son suddenly became very filial, he had to be filial, he was looking forward to the meager monthly allowance when his mother, not to mention that she died, his nanny, cook, maid ...... all disappeared at once. Beihai Yi like falling into hell, how can not accept.

Thinking about it, naturally it was the doctors who were wrong.

They must have been greedy for the last bit of money in his mother's pocket, which is why they lured her into an operation and hospitalization.

Subsidies? Waivers?

They must be too much money to earn on her, thinking that this old bones can still be used to do free medical experiments, so cheat his poor, lonely and drifting in a foreign country to seek medical treatment of his mother, to do their death under the knife of the ghost.

The more Beihai Yi thought about it, the more convinced he was that he was lying in bed with the long dark night outside and the small village night lords screaming like laughter, swirling inside his head into a whirlpool of hatred that swept him whole.

The next day, a penniless, family, no money to gamble again, all around debt Beihai Yi feel the family rusted a pig-killing knife, in the sharpening stone on the bright, wrapped into a thick dirty mat cloth.

Then he went to the small store at the entrance of the village and threatened the shopkeeper to give him all the cash in the store and set off for Huzhou ......

A few days later, the killing of a doctor in Beihai Yi was like a thunderbolt that struck the heart of the nation.

The media, the platforms, were filled with shock over the incident, anger at the perpetrators, and remembrance of Ciyan Qin.

But gradually, some slippery snakes and poisonous scorpions took advantage of the chaos out of the hole.

" Is Ciyan Qin really as kind and compassionate a healer as he appears to be?"

" The death of Beihai Yi's mother is indeed in doubt."

" Beihai Yi is worthy of sympathy, he and his mother have been living in poverty, eaten the last meal, such a child's psychological distortion is normal ah ......"

The articles and arguments of such claptrap started to be rotated by some public numbers and vloggers. Many of them questioned Ciyan Qin's academic papers to his character and argued that he should retire since he is old, so there is no need to stay in his job and let go of his power, which will harm others and himself in the end.

Some of them even started to find ways to make a deeper investigation about Ciyan Qin and her family. The first is that Ciyan Qin's daughter married a foreigner and settled abroad. It's like taking the money of the motherland to pay for a traitor.

The first time I said Ciyan Qin's wife is younger than him by more than ten years, why she wants to marry him? It must be because they want his money, maybe not even the main house, we all pick up a hard pick up, it is not possible to pick up the third position.

The private affairs of the victim doctor actually became the ecstasy of these people, so that they can not smell the blood in the hospital has not yet been dissipated, recklessly sinking into an orgy of stripping privacy chewing and swallowing hearts.

There is also a certain v, I do not know from which nook and cranny, found more than a decade ago Ciyan Qin to the front line of disaster relief treatment news documentary, the v know how to make waves without punishment, he did not say anything, but only intercepted Ciyan Qin a group of people in the ambulance because too tired too thirsty, next to the small doctor heart teacher, opened a bottle of glucose handed to Ciyan The scene that Ciyan Qin drank.

Comment section: "I do not mean to disrespect Mr. Qin Lao, but there is a say one, in this disaster area supplies are very tight, right? To the patient resuscitation is certainly not enough, he this down to drink so much ...... have not considered those lying in the hospital bed dying victims?"

"Did he pay for the glucose ......"

"The experts have a lot of power, you see he wants to give people a free surgery fee, how can drink glucose to give money ah. I know Huzhou First Hospital insiders, they said experts are very dark, a surgery down the red packet not less than five figures, if you see them reduce the cost of the patient, in fact, is sometimes they have to take the patient to do some risk test, otherwise how to exercise medical skills."

But what is most shocking and chilling is the definition of Beihai Yi's behavior.

The investigation was announced that Beihai Yi turned out to be an intermittent psychiatric patient.

According to Article 18 of the Criminal Law: mentally ill persons who cause harmful results when they are unable to recognize or control their own behavior, confirmed by legal procedures of identification, are not criminally responsible ......

Although the evidence later showed that Beihai Yi was in a normal state of mind when he murdered Ciyan Qin, without any uncontrollable condition, Beihai Yi was still sentenced to death, but in the process, the pull from all sides and some incomprehensible public opinion made many medical professionals at that time feel extremely indignant and sad.

These things, until now, are still being recounted with great fondness ......

Qingcheng Xie thought about what happened back then, looked expressionlessly for a while, walked up--

" Qingcheng Xie?"

The sound of several people's footsteps suddenly came from behind, and a woman's voice in surprise.

"How did you ...... get here?"