Netherworld Investigator

Rong Guang is the leading brain surgery expert in China. He has practiced medicine for more than [-] years. His name has been included in medical textbooks along with countless famous successful surgery cases, and he has become a well-known doctor in the industry.However, a brain tumor was unfortunately detected a few months ago for such a lighthearted figure in the clinical medical field.

Knowing that only surgery can completely remove the tumor, Rong Guang still stubbornly refused surgery and asked for a conservative treatment that only uses localized radiation therapy.

Rong Guang was the first patient that Xiao Ziyue encountered after entering this hospital. As a young nurse who was still on probation, she was actually assigned by the head nurse to take care of such a big man in the medical field. How trembling and natural should Xiao Ziyue be? One can imagine.Of course, apart from the feeling of walking on eggshells, this young medical staff also feels a sense of mission.

But unexpectedly, on the second night after the emergency operation, Rong Guang shot himself in his ward.

The bullet penetrated the temple, and Rong Guang died on the spot.

"I don't believe that Mr. Rong Guang committed suicide. On the day before the operation, he looked out of the window for a long time, and suddenly turned to me and told me that no matter how long he was left to live, he really wanted to see the Plum Blossoms in Pingcheng again. Pingcheng It is the place where he was born and grew up, but Mr. Rong was withdrawn and had no friends since he was a child. He stayed in the study all day and night. After he was admitted to the medical school and became a formal doctor, he devoted all his time to research and work. I have never looked at the plum blossoms in my hometown again.”

Xiao Ziyue stood in the center of the emergency helicopter landing pad, and the afterglow of the evening shrouded it. A lonely silhouette was carefully cut out along her independent figure against the wind. "The expression on his face when he said he wanted to see flowers, he clearly still has nostalgia for this world. I can't believe that he would end his life so hastily."

As the nurse in charge of the special inpatient department, it is one of her responsibilities to detect and report the patient's emotional changes in a timely manner. Therefore, after the incident, Xiao Ziyue was publicly reprimanded by the head nurse.Prior to this, Xiao Ziyue was entrusted with a heavy responsibility by the head nurse as a probationary nurse, which somewhat aroused some people's quiet jealousy.Later, when such a thing happened, the seniors were quite gloating in their hearts, and some even took the opportunity to add insult to injury.

Desperate Xiao Ziyue ran to the rooftop to cry and vent, and happened to meet Fu Ruyun, a social news reporter who had just finished talking with the editor-in-chief.

"Why did Mr. Rong, who has been unwilling to undergo surgery, finally compromise?" Fu Ruyun handed Xiao Ziyue a tissue and asked a question.

"On the 4th, Mr. Rong's condition suddenly deteriorated, and emergency surgery had to be performed immediately. At that time, the patient was already in a coma, and it was his son who immediately signed the letter of intent from the family, agreeing to the doctor to send Mr. Rong to the emergency room. After the operation, he regained consciousness. Mr. Rong was talking to himself, I heard him say..."

Xiao Ziyue wiped away her tears, took a look at Fu Ruyun, gritted her teeth, and said with determination, "He said, he never thought that my life would end in the hands of such a doctor."

"That is to say, that little girl guessed that Rong Guang's death was related to the attending doctor Ma Qiu?" Wen Baifan asked.

"There is also a very important point. Nurse Xiao noticed that the deceased's dominant hand was his right hand, but when he committed suicide, he fired the gun with his left hand. However, when she told the head nurse Feng Baoyi about these things in private However, the other party chose to keep silent to the police and severely reprimanded Xiao Ziyue afterwards."

Fu Ruyun tapped on Fu Jianbang's headline in the newspaper, and said with emotion, "I still have to find a way to follow up on the in-depth report on the medical transaction, and I can only entrust you to Rongguang's case."

Wen Baifan scratched his head in embarrassment: "The police in the jurisdiction have already settled the case of suicide, so it is very difficult for me to intervene."

"Don't you want to know what the truth is like?" Fu Ruyun looked at him puzzled, with a hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes, "If Rong Guang didn't commit suicide, you don't think it's a problem to let the criminal get away with it ?"

"The knowledge barriers in this kind of case are very deep. If you don't get the cooperation of professionals, the possibility of finding decisive evidence to reverse the case is very small." Wen Baifan was unmoved, and calmly analyzed: "Besides, what you heard It's just Nurse Xiao's one-sided words, who knows what the truth is?"

Fu Ruyun was stunned, and said after a long time: "I just want to do the right thing, and I won't feel at ease if I stand by and watch." She took a deep look at Wen Baifan, "Even if it's only a one in ten thousand possibility, I can't do it." Let the guilty go unpunished. It is precisely because we are ordinary people full of prejudice and weak power that we need capable people to fulfill our wishes for us."

The cat jumped off Wen Baifan's lap and ran away with its tail up.It picked the best place on the balcony, lay down, spread its limbs, and lazily began to dry its fur.

The newspaper was spread out on the table, and it was rustled by the wind in the hallway. Wen Baifan glanced at the words "Holy Mercy Hospital" and smiled thoughtfully.He lowered his gaze, and sighed half-jokingly: "It's unreasonable for me to go out to work on the holy Sunday."

Qiao Kejun opened the heavy curtains, and the noon sun in winter, like an eavesdropper who suddenly lost his balance against the door, fell in from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Ha Chirp!" The father and son sneezed at the same time.

Compulsive Autosomal Dominant Photoeye Excitation Syndrome, in a nutshell, is a sneezing response to exposure to bright light.The condition is present in about 20% of people and is hereditary.

What Qiao Kejun rents is a high-end apartment characterized by simple design, convenient transportation, and strong privacy. Since the area of ​​each household is not large, the design is also based on the theme of one person living alone. Most of the residents have decent jobs and good economics. capable singletons.

This means a fairly quiet living environment, with few children, elderly people and pets nearby.

Qiao Xin rubbed his little nose, hugged the teddy bear on the floor that was about the same size as him, looked out of the window with dissatisfaction, and said suddenly, "Dad, I want to raise a dog."

"What kind?" Qiao Kejun sat back in front of the computer.

Qiao Xin originally just said it casually, but hearing his father's reaction seemed to be funny, he really thought about it carefully, and made a decision after a long while: "Let's go to Alaska!"

"No." Qiao Kejun vetoed it straight away, typing quickly without taking his eyes off the screen.

"Why!" Qiao Xin's mood fell from the clouds, and he poked and poked on the wooden floor angrily.

Qiao Kejun lingered on him for a while, and said, "The Alaskan dog is too big, you can't walk it."

"You are an adult, you must be able to hold on." Qiao Xin was obviously dissatisfied with this reason.

"It's you who want to raise a dog, why should I come for a walk." Qiao Kejun stopped him mercilessly.

He looked at the wall clock, and before he knew it, it was almost noon, and Qiao Xin had already clamored to go out to play on any weekend in the past few months.I don't know why it's so quiet today.

Unlike ordinary children, Qiao Xin has never been to kindergarten. Before he came to Chaocheng to attend elementary school, he had never been in contact with collective life.When I was living in Nancheng, there was a neighbor who had twin sisters who were two years older than Qiao Xin. They liked this cute brother very much and often pestered him to play.But Qiao Xin always seemed to be indifferent to answering, and later even developed to the point where he silently hid under the table when he heard two young ladies knocking on the door.

Qiao Kejun is also a strange father. He doesn't realize that there is something wrong with his son, because this withdrawn personality is exactly the same as his.After transferring to Chaocheng, Qiao Xin was a few years younger than the children in the class because of skipping grades. Qiao Kejun was not worried that he would be bullied or anything, but he just took it for granted that his son must be a good boy in school. The kind of child who walks alone all day long and doesn't pay much attention to others.

After all, that's how he grew up.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Xin raised his little index finger when he came home on the first day of school, and announced to his father solemnly that he had made friends.Although he knew that Qiao Xin had a strong ability to absorb information since he was a child, Qiao Kejun was still surprised when he heard the new word "friend" coming from his mouth.

But he didn't pay much attention to this matter. Deep in his heart, Qiao Kejun still felt that since this child was so similar to him, the friendship would naturally freeze within a few days.

However, Qiao Kejun miscalculated again.

Several months have passed, and Qiao Xin and his friends still maintain a good relationship. Even just a few days ago, the little boy nicknamed "Sponge" offered to ask the head teacher to be at the same table with Qiao Xin.

When Qiao Xin came back to tell the story, he had a cool expression on his face, as if he was quite troubled by the other party's enthusiasm.

However, he told his dad about the incident three times in one night, and kept nagging at the bear doll after the lights were turned off.

The two children live not far from each other, and even on weekends they stick together to play.Qiao Kejun often has to work overtime on weekends. Fortunately, the parents of the other party are very enthusiastic, and he is also happy to be the shopkeeper.

Glancing at his dejected son, "Why don't you go play with that kid?"

"Someone in the class broke his leg. The teacher organized the class leader to visit the hospital." Qiao Xin had a bulging face, and pinched the bear's head unhappily. "What's there to do? Anyway, visiting won't make her heal faster. Anyway, the doctor can definitely cure her."

"It's wrong for you to think that way." Qiao Kejun said.

He withdrew his hands from the keyboard, got up, walked slowly to Qiao Xin, bent down to look directly at him, and corrected: "Doctors are very powerless, but every patient who walks into the hospital treats them as helpless." God can’t. It’s people’s concept of ‘doctors must not make mistakes’ that hinders the pace of medical development, because compared with the actual progress of medicine, doctors will only pay more and more attention to how to avoid disputes.”

Qiao Kejun's desk is very simple, with only a laptop, a pen and a thin notepad on it.

There is a delicate little paper boat on the notepad, the edge of the origami is slightly yellowed, it can be seen that it is a handicraft of a certain age.

On the computer screen, there was a large conversation of private messages, which were basically chattered by the other party's contacts, and Qiao Kejun occasionally replied with a few "hmm".

-That incident happened at that time. In order to avoid the limelight, you were removed from the front line and transferred to the Nancheng branch.What a pity, I have been secretly looking forward to your triumphant return.

- Tsk, I didn't expect you to be defeated so easily, even giving up your status as a doctor.

-Since the publication of the research report on Prometheu, Dr. Xue Mingyuan has won many awards in the medical field and has become famous in recent years. He not only gave lectures all over the country, but also reported about him one after another.Although he has been living on his laurels since then, has no other achievements, and has stayed away from clinical medicine, his status in the hospital has skyrocketed, and it is said that he will soon be the vice president.

- Fu Jianbang also has a lot of love for him, intending to make Xue Mingyuan an expert spokesperson for his health care product promotion project.The day before yesterday, Mrs. Fu's surgery was also performed by Dr. Xue himself, and he specially used a helicopter to pick up Xue Mingyuan, who was still speaking in other places. Already know.

After Qiao Kejun gave a strange lecture, Qiao Xin looked up at him without speaking.The father and son sat and stood, their eyes staring at each other quietly.

In the end, it was Qiao Xin who looked away first. He couldn't bear the oppressive silence in the room, so he got up and ran to turn on the TV.

"Fu Jianbang, who has a strong wrist, has retreated unscathed from the procuratorate's investigation storm many times, and the closest the prosecutor came to success was in the fall of seven years ago."

The smart network TV is broadcasting a talk show known for being spicy. This show has been removed from the shelves many times because of its sharp views, but after a while it reappears in a different form, as if it is fighting a guerrilla war with the review department.

"However, at that time, Fang Qihang, one of Fu Jianbang's secretaries, suffered a heart attack during the interrogation." Only the voice of the host talking on the TV could be heard, "After the emergency operation, he left a suicide note and fell Lou committed suicide and died. The procuratorate's clues were interrupted, and the investigation could not be concluded. Hence, Fu Jianbang was acquitted and escaped safely."

The guest of the program said: "If Fang Qihang did not commit suicide at that time, it is unknown what the current situation will be. It is worth noting that whether it was Fang Qihang's suicide seven years ago or Lin Li's death from surgery, the same thing happened. In terms of hardware facilities and medical research standards, it is a first-class private Shengci Hospital in the country."

What follows is a veiled animated video alluding to the mutually beneficial relationship that exists between Saint Mercy and Fuchsler.

At the end of the program, the host concluded meaningfully: "In mystery novels, such plots often appear. The murderer is not a robber or a hooligan, but the person closest to the deceased. The criminal method that seems to leave no evidence , It is often a complete crime that the murderer uses his best field to achieve. The truth that is blocked by layers of barriers may be revealed soon, or it may be buried in darkness forever."

Qiao Kejun returned to the computer, only to see a new message from the other party.

"You walked so gracefully back then. I privately saved some of the books and materials you left behind. There are not many of them. Let's keep them as a souvenir. I happen to be on duty tomorrow, so why don't you visit your old place again?"

Qiao Kejun smiled wryly, after seeing each other for many years, even Lu Kai, a natural idiot, has learned to speak euphemistically, but this deliberately concealed brought back his not-so-good memories.

At that time, his departure was unremarkable, and he was watched secretly by countless pairs of eyes to prevent him from bringing any kind of information.It's more like being expelled than leaving.

Qiao Kejun pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and slowly typed a line: "Well, see you tomorrow."

He buckled up his laptop, turned and walked into the kitchen, and opened the refrigerator.

Qiao Xin was sitting on the sofa with a book in his hands, with two big eyes peeking out from the top page of the book, staring nervously at Qiao Kejun's busy figure in front of the cooking table.

I saw Qiao Kejun put all the ingredients and seasonings marked on the recipe into the pot in order with a serious face as if doing an experiment.

After a while, the hot soup churns out the aroma of food.

Qiao Kejun scooped up a small spoon and tasted it like in the food show.

Qiao Xin took a look at his expression and secretly heaved a sigh of relief. It seems that what he did today was quite successful?

Qiao Kejun thought for a moment calmly, then silently took a cup from the cupboard, took some water from the tap, and rinsed his mouth.

"Let's go, the weather is nice, let's go out to eat today." He took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, then turned and said to his son.