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Yan Shifan was the head of the department, so he was the first to speak with a dark face:

“Don’t be nervous, these police comrades have some questions to ask you.”

Behind him, deputy director Qian of the Xiaobaihua Yue Opera Troupe emerged from the crowd:

"He Ling, if you have any grievances or grievances, tell the police comrades. Don't worry, Captain Sun and I are here today. We will make the decision for you. You can speak out boldly without any hesitation or fear of retaliation. More than 100 of us at Xiaobaihua will always stand behind you."

There are more question marks on Pinghe Ling’s head:

"Qian, Captain Qian, why have I been wronged and wronged? I am fine. I have never left the door of this ward."

Director Ma and several policemen were whispering to the side. They took out the leaflets and compared the little **** the hospital bed with the little girl in the photo. They also stood at the window to check the decoration layout of the ward.

Several policemen nodded: "Yes, that's right, that's the girl. This ward is also right. It matches the one in the photo."

Knowing that the flyer was true, Director Ma felt more confident and smiled what he thought was the warmest smile on his face.

"You are Comrade Ping Heling from the Xiaobaihua Yue Opera Troupe, right? I am Ma Atu from the Chengguan Police Station. We received a report from your Xiaobaihua Yue Opera Troupe and wanted to investigate some matters. Don't be afraid. If anything happens, our police will be there. I’ll make the decision for you, just answer boldly.”

Ma Atu started asking, and a small policeman sitting next to him sat on another hospital bed and started recording.

At this time, the plastic surgery department was crowded with people inside and outside, and the windows were filled with darkness. Everyone knew that the truth of the matter was about to be exposed.

“Ping Heling, let me ask you, do you know Chen Qi, the director of Yuezhong People’s Hospital?”

“I know, Dean Chen just performed an operation on me...”

"Okay, then let me ask you again, did Dean Chen threaten you verbally, touch you, or even do that to you while you were in the hospital? Let me tell you straight. Were you forced to have sex?"

 Everyone holds their breath, and you can hear the needle drop at the scene, and everyone is waiting for the answer.

 Lao Guo, Yan Shifan and other plastic surgeons were all rolling their eyes. They knew the truth of the matter and felt that today's matter was completely overstuffed.

As for the people and medical staff who don’t know the truth, they are all waiting to see the show. Will there be another "Guillotine Case"? Click Chen Qi.

Next to her, Ping’s mother’s brain exploded. She looked at her daughter in disbelief.

Ping Heling's face turned red when he heard the last sentence.

"No, Dean Chen has never threatened me or behaved unreasonably towards me. How could I have that kind of relationship with him? Nonsense, I am the patient and he is the dean, it's as simple as that relation."

 “Uh, really?”

Director Ma obviously didn’t believe it, and he came prepared, so he received a leaflet from his subordinate:

"Come, take a look at this flyer. When Chen Qi did something obscene and inappropriate to you, he was secretly photographed. Comrade Ping Heling, don't be afraid of them. With our police and your unit leaders here, we will The one who decides for you.”

Captain Sun also shouted in the crowd: "He Ling, don't be afraid, we will definitely seek justice for you!"

Ping’s mother took the flyer with trembling hands. When she glanced at the photos above, she shook a few times and almost fainted.

 “Aling, you, why didn’t you tell me, you are confused!!”

Pinghe Ling was extremely strange. When he took the flyer and took a look, it became even more strange:

 “This, the person in this photo is not me...”

Huh? ~~~

Everyone at the scene exclaimed. They didn't expect to get such an answer, so everyone became more curious.

Director Ma also frowned, wondering if there was something wrong with this little girl's brain? You were bullied but you still excused the criminals?

"Comrade Ping Heling, look carefully. Is this person you? And the person sitting on the bed crying, is he you?"

Ping Heling nodded, then shook his head, confusing the onlookers:

"Comrade police, the people in the first and fourth photos are me, but the people in the second and third photos are not me. Mom, don't cry, look at these photos!"

Ping’s mother stopped crying, took the flyer and looked at it carefully at the light source, then patted her thigh:

“Oh my god, I’m scared to death, comrade police, the girl in the second and third photo is indeed not my daughter.”

This time it was Director Ma's turn to have questions on his face. He took the flyer and read it carefully again.

 In the second and third photos, the person lying down must be a woman, and there are exactly the same hospital beds and bed curtains, but the patient’s head is just blocked by the coffee table.

Director Ma looked up at the mother and daughter again and saw that their expressions did not seem to be lying. What on earth is going on?

At this time, Lao Guo patted the upright director on the shoulder: "Lao Ma, come here, let me show you two medical records!"

Bianmeng handed over two iron folders specially designed for hospital inpatient medical records. Director Ma took them over doubtfully:

Lao Guo shouted to the people next to him: "This is a matter of patient privacy. Everyone else should look away. Only Director Ma can see it." People in the ward took a few steps away, and Lao Guo opened one of them himself. Medical records, pointing to the photos above and saying:

"Come on, Ma Atu, open your dog eyes and look at me carefully. This is a photo of the patient Ping Hedu before the operation. What does her XX look like?"

 The medical records of the plastic surgery department include photos of the patients before surgery, after surgery, and during recovery, one photo per day.

Director Ma looked at the two big XX in the photo and almost jumped in fright: "I wonder, they are real or fake, they are so big..."

Then he raised his head with a look of horror and looked at Ping Hedu, who was blushing as red as Guan Gong on the hospital bed.

Comrade Lao Guo angrily took the leaflet again, put the two photos together, then knocked on the iron folder and asked:

"Here, use your horse's eye to compare. Is the XX on this leaflet the same person as the XX on the medical record? The same XX?"

Ma Atu shook his head blankly: "No, they are completely different. One is a big watermelon and the other is a water-dense peach."

Lao Guo angrily closed the first iron clip, took the second iron clip, and opened the photo on the medical record:

“Come on, Ma Dayan, do you want to compare the two XX’s on the flyer with the ones on the medical record?”

Ma Atumi stared at it for a long time, then nodded uncertainly:

“It seems to be the same, but don’t women all look the same? But no matter what, it’s always a fact that your Dean Chen Qi was touching the patient’s XX, right? Even if it’s not Ping Heling, there are other victims.”

　　"Sure as you are, look at the cover of the medical record. Where is the woman's XX? This is the man's XX, okay!"

Ah~~~~

 Director Ma’s mouth is wide enough to fit a fist in, and his eyes are as wide as bells?

 “Is this a man’s XX? Is it so big?”

 Does Ma Atu think he is dreaming? His outlook on life, which he had lived for 50 years, completely collapsed on this day.

 Other policemen, medical staff and onlookers who could not see the medical records were all scratching their heads anxiously. They also wanted to see what was wrong with the two medical records and why Director Ma was so surprised.

After all, my husband was safe. Director Ma woke up immediately after the shock:

“Guo Shuji, are you saying that someone is using photos of the two of them to spread rumors and viciously slander Dean Chen Qi?”

Lao Guo almost laughed angrily:

"Damn it, you're not stupid enough to see it? You f*cking tortured Dean Chen Qi away without even investigating the matter clearly. Do you know how much trouble you will cause Chen Qi? What will you do to him in the future? How to be a doctor as a human being?”

Director Ma's sweat dropped instantly. He is an upright person and would never have thought of wronging a good person. Now this matter is embarrassing.

“Guo Shuji, can I see this male patient? I need to confirm some things.”

“Okay, this patient is next door. You can take the flyer and ask him if the so-called woman in the photo is him.”

In the next ward, Zhao Yongzhong looked at the two photos on the flyer and admitted sheepishly:

“The people in the second and third photos are indeed me, but these are my pre-operative photos. Now Director Chen has cured me through surgery. If you don’t believe me, look at it..."

Zhao Yongzhong opened his clothes generously. Now he couldn't wait to show off his beauty to outsiders.

"In the third photo you mentioned, Director Chen made a surgical mark on my chest. He said the surgical incision should be made according to this mark. At that time, my wife and a lot of doctors saw it. I You can testify for Dean Chen.

Comrade police, the contents of this leaflet are completely false and malicious slander against Dr. Chen. Dr. Chen is such a good person and has excellent medical skills. We cannot wrongly accuse such a good doctor! "

 The truth of the matter came to light.

Everyone in the ward was now convinced that Dean Chen Qi had been wronged, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Director Ma was now sitting on his lap, and it was his turn to blush:

“Guo Shuji, this, this, I, I also received the report to investigate. I really didn’t mean it or colluded with anyone to frame Dean Chen’s reputation. I..."

Guo Yuanhang sighed: "You old horse, Chen Qi is really going to be killed by you, a reckless man!"

Leader Sun and Deputy Leader Qian of Xiaobaihua in the crowd also looked at me and me at this time, knowing that they had really offended someone this time. They rushed to report the case before the matter was investigated clearly. It was really It's a good idea to do something wrong.

“Guo Shuji, what should we do now? I have to apologize to Dean Chen for being too impatient.”

Lao Guo looked at the leader of the Yue Opera Troupe in front of him and waved his hand feebly:

“I want to blame you, but I can’t blame you entirely for this. You are also trying to protect your children from being bullied, but the key is what should Chen Qi do...”