Chapter 60: The Familiar Female Corpse in the Malignant Gift Case?

  "Hey! I'm really a provincial department forensic doctor, don't catch me, hey!"

  "Alright, I guess I'm no match for you. If you want to tie me up, go ahead, but can I make a phone call first? No one will bring the money if I don't make the call. And by the way, there's not much money in my bag anyway. Alright, alright, if I'm not allowed to make the call, my colleague is upstairs doing an injury assessment, can I just go ask them quickly? Ah! Don't really want to get injected with a needle, I'm getting anxious!!"

  "I have AIDS, I'll bite you!... Get out of the way, get out of the way, I have AIDS, whoever blocks me will be bitten!... Old Chen, save me! Save me! Save me!"

  The little loli was anxious and had some fighting power. Ai Zhi said, finally letting me kill a bloody path.

  I ran with my hair disheveled and a rope tied around my body, my arm bleeding from a broken needle, desperately seeking help from Old Chen. When I burst into the hospital room, all the forensic doctors inside were shocked.

  "Old Chen, Old Chen, quickly be a witness for me, no matter what I say they don't believe! Quickly save me......"

  Several doctors chased me down, wearing thick protective gloves, pinning me to the ground. One annoying doctor took a needle as thick as a finger and was about to inject it into my body (it wasn't that thick, just about the size of a fingertip, but it was really scary... uh, I'm going to die... numb... Wang Yong...)

  Wang Yong, I miss you so much, I wish you were around me...

  If you were here, I wouldn't have to say how miserable it is to have AIDS!

  If Wang Yong were here, let alone just one psychiatrist came, even if two came, or all the psychiatrists in this hospital came, they would not be able to defeat Wang Yong with just one finger.

  Old Chen hurriedly saved me, and the prestigious Old Chen told them twice before they believed it. These doctors are really something! What kind of eyes do they have? Don't I look like a provincial hall forensic doctor at all?

  My psychiatrist was seized and questioned: "You! What's going on?" "What's really going on?"

  "No... " The doctor who caught me was a young man, and he also had a lot of grievances. "You don't know, this kid bit the corpse in the morgue, it's really terrifying, you haven't seen it, that light... his face is all blue... the nurse was so scared her legs went soft... it's really terrifying... especially especially terrifying..."

  "First of all, I'm not a kid! And secondly! Which eye did you see me biting the corpse with?! Can't I just take a closer look at the autopsy?! That blue light is my UV flashlight, okay?! I brought it to shine on the corpse's wounds, what's wrong with that?! You're still a doctor, how can you be so timid?! You didn't even examine properly and you dare to inject randomly?!"

  "Even if I'm a madman and really bit the corpse, can't you communicate with me instead of immediately giving me a sedative? Is this how your hospital trains its staff? Is this the level of professionalism your doctors have? I ask myself, even if I am mentally ill, I am a gentle and lovely mental patient who can communicate! You can't just grab me like that, I showed you my ID! I'm so lovely, how could you do that to me?"

  "Hmph!" The doctor was amused by what I said, "Not cute at all. Looking like a lunatic right now!"

  "What did you say????? Can a madman be seen from appearance? Is it visible? Just take a look, why do you need a doctor to diagnose? What's your professional ethics?"

  "Stop quarreling! What's gotten into you!" Old Chen shouted.

  Making noise in the ward is not good, all dragged to the office.

  The head of the department came over and personally untied me, found someone to remove the needle from my arm, treated the wound, and apologized repeatedly: "Sorry, sorry, we really didn't expect that the provincial hall would have such a young... forensic doctor. It seems like we didn't receive any notice saying that a forensic doctor was going to the morgue, what were you doing there?"

  Chen Lao's face sank, and he asked me in a deep voice: "What's going on with you!"

  I swallowed my saliva, I couldn't say that I was bored and secretly took a look at the corpses. "Cough, that... I'm just visiting, I heard that the mortuary in the third hospital is particularly well-built, never mind that. There's a female corpse downstairs that I suspect was murdered, I need to talk to the doctor in charge."

  "Did he kill?"

  "Uh-huh! Uh-huh!" I nodded desperately, "I also can't confirm 100% now, so I'd like to ask, the deceased is named Zhou Jingxuan, 35 years old, died from a drug overdose, time of death was yesterday at 3:00 pm sharp, and the contact person listed is her brother Fang Deyou." The hospital puts a ring on the corpse's hand with basic information written on it.

  "Ask the doctor in charge to come over and explain the situation."

  "If it happens to be a day off, calling and chatting is also okay!" I chimed in.

  Old Chen glared at me fiercely: "You stay here for now (to understand the situation), I'll go down and take a look later."

  Chen Lao was still doing the injury assessment over there, and I interrupted him.

  Lucky enough, the doctor in charge of Zhou Jingxuan was at the hospital. The deceased had already died when she arrived at the hospital, and the emergency doctor who attempted to revive her was the one on duty.

  "Have you found anything unusual?" I asked. "After all, in this day and age, many people take medicine, but it's really rare for someone to die from taking sleeping pills."

  Actually, most sleeping pills on the market are mild and it's hard to die from them. Many people have taken hundreds of sleeping pills - some patients have even taken over a thousand pills, slept soundly, but still couldn't die. It's possible that if no one is home, they might sleep until they starve to death, but as long as they're found and sent to the hospital for stomach pumping, everything will be fine.

  The emergency doctor nodded directly: "Yes, yes, it's just scaring people, they don't want to die at all, washing their stomach will be fine, and I've never encountered a real death before."

  "Did you feel anything was off?"

  The emergency doctor shook his head: "Don't doubt it, she's attempted suicide at least five times in the past two years, and I've saved her three times. This time when they sent her to the hospital, she was already clinically dead, and we really couldn't save her."

  "Why did she commit suicide?"

  "It's unclear, seemingly for emotional reasons, I heard it was to regain emotions, females, most of the time they commit suicide because of emotions."

  "Was there any discovery of scars or signs of abuse on his body when he was rescued and treated? Would you please help me recall?"

  The emergency doctor thought for a moment and said, "There was such a time when there were binding marks on her hands, very faint marks. Her boyfriend said it was to prevent her from seeking death at home, so I didn't ask much. Shouldn't I have asked one more question?"

  I'm also at a loss, so I said to him: "Maybe it's just my imagination, can I talk to the nurse who took care of her when she was found with the rope marks? Which ward did she stay in that time?"

  I don't know what's going on, at first I didn't think much of it, but the more I thought about it, the more I felt that the deceased looked familiar. It's not accurate to say that the deceased looked familiar, it's more like their body looked familiar. Where have I seen it before? Did they try on the same clothes in a specialty store? Or did we coincidentally sit across from each other at a restaurant? Why do I feel unfamiliar with their face but familiar with their body?... Let's not think about this for now, I'll go ask the nurse about the situation.

  The nurse knew more, the deceased had attempted suicide several times because her boyfriend wanted to break up with her. They saw the deceased's parents kneel down in the hospital to her boyfriend, "This girl is just being unreasonable, isn't she pushing her boyfriend further away by doing this? Who can tolerate having a girlfriend like her?"

  "She had marks of being tied up on her hands once, do you know what happened?"