The Infernal Affairs of Hong Kong

Chapter 440 Good Doctor (please subscribe for monthly pass)

"Sir Zhou, the monitoring has found something." Zhang Wenbo, the leader of the monitoring team, knocked on the door to report.

"Go, go down and have a look."

Zhou Yu got up immediately, and the two went downstairs.

The closed-circuit television inside the hospital is playing on the monitor.

A long hospital corridor passage, but not quite, not at the end of the road.

Zhang Wenbo pointed to the farthest point on the right, "Look, sir, the coverage of the camera they put up is a bit narrow, and you can't see the end. The person who walked past is a soldering iron. You can see that he is out of the picture."

Zhou Yu nodded and asked, "What was this past?"

"It's stairs." Zhang Wenbo replied.

"Stairs. Which floor are these?"

"6th floor."

"Smoking?" Zhou Yu guessed reasonably.

"Maybe he smoked or he didn't. That's not the point. The point is that he didn't come back. If he just smokes, he has to come back, right?" Zhang Wenbo looked at Zhou Yu and blinked.

Zhou Yu nodded, "Why don't you take the stairs when there is an elevator? Is the elevator very congested?"

"No, look at this." Zhang Wenbo cut out a picture: "This is the elevator at the same time. Although there are people, it is not busy at all."

"That's strange? This soldering iron also has a hobby of fitness?" Zhou Yu guessed casually.

"I'm afraid not." Zhang Wenbo smiled, and cut out another scene, "This is the scene of the soldering iron coming out and leaving the hospital."

"Elevator?" Zhou Yu was surprised, "Where did he get on the elevator?"

"The 8th floor." Zhang Wenbo cut the screen to the 8th floor.

The sound of a soldering iron came slowly from the direction of the stairwell, and then pressed the elevator.

"Go from the 6th floor to the 8th floor? Then get off the elevator on the 8th floor and go home?" Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows and asked, "What did you find? What does it mean?"

Zhang Wenbo smiled, "Sir Zhou, pay attention to the time in the upper left corner."

Then he switched the scene of entering the stairs on the sixth floor and exiting the stairs on the eighth floor.

The time is 11:30 and 12:27 respectively.

"One hour!" Zhou Yu was surprised. He was only looking at the picture just now, but he really didn't pay attention to the time.

On the second floor, after walking for an hour, any fool knew there was a problem.

"Is there surveillance on the stairs?" Zhou Yu asked.

"No, so we've been wondering what he's been up to for an hour, and we've looked at all the cameras, and finally we found this."

Everything on the screen, on the closed-circuit TV, the screen returned to the sixth floor.

This time Zhou Yu carefully checked the time. It was nearly 12 o'clock when a man in a white coat walked into the stairwell.

"This doctor has been gone for a long time?" Zhou Yu asked.

It was normal for the doctor to walk into the stairwell, he was in a hurry, but since Zhang Wenbo showed him, there must be something to say.

"Sir Zhou, look at this." Zhang Wenbo cut to the last scene, which was the scene of the doctor coming out from the sixth floor.

Time 12:31.

"Recently, if the cost of walking the stairs is excluded, it is almost at the same time. Has this doctor appeared in other places?" Zhou Yu asked immediately.

Zhang Wenbo smiled and shook his head, "No, he also disappeared during these times."

"It seems that the two of them may have a story, sneaky, and stayed on the same stairs for an hour."

Zhou Yu fixed his eyes on the picture of the white coat finally walking back from the stairs, and raised his head and asked, "Who is this person?"

"I have asked, he is a specialist in the oncology department, named Chen Weizhong." Zhang Wenbo said: "Sir Zhou, this building only has 8 floors, and the 9th floor is the rooftop. We speculate that they should have gone to the rooftop..."

"To the rooftop? Indeed."

Zhou Yu nodded slightly, which also explained why the soldering iron appeared from the elevator on the 8th floor.

As for why the doctor came out on the 6th floor, it is easy to understand after a little thought. The distance between two floors, doctors usually choose to take the stairs, which is a factor of professional habits.

Moreover, it is normal for one to go to the 6th floor and the other to go to the first floor.

But how could this soldering iron have an intersection with an oncology doctor?Still kind of sneaky.
"What do you think they are doing?" Zhou Yu asked.

"I don't know what dirty business they are doing, but what is interesting is that we found out that 10 yuan was deposited into the doctor's account that night."

"The soldering iron saved it for him?" Zhou Yu thought it was a favor fee, similar to a red envelope or something.

"No, he saved it himself."

Zhang Wenbo smiled, "What's more interesting is that we looked ahead at his account transaction records. This kind of 10, there is a sum every month for about the same time. Now, it is exactly 100 million."

Interesting, the soldering iron pays the doctor, and there is as much as 100 million
What kind of money is this?

Oncology is a major department that makes money, but if it introduces the source of the disease, it should be the doctor who gives money to the branding iron, and now it's the other way around.

What do doctors have, one is technology, and the other is patients.

If you are doing surgery outside, you don't need to be so sneaky at all.

That can only be a patient.

Oncology patients
Reselling surplus organs?This guy is in the organ business?
Huge profits are huge profits, but are the organs useful for terminal cancer patients?
Zhou Yu really didn't know about this matter.

Zhou Yu picked up the phone and asked Dr. Li.

Dr. Li replied, "Patients with advanced cancer generally die from wasting. After the cancer cells spread, many organs in the body will be damaged and fail to die. Therefore, patients with advanced cancer are rarely suitable for transplantation."

"Even if it is the cornea, it depends on whether the cancer cells have spread above the head when he is dying, and the final decision on whether to remove it can only be made after a professional doctor's examination and confirmation. Generally speaking, it is not recommended."

"Thank you, Uncle Li."

Zhou Yu put away her mobile phone, and couldn't help frowning. If they don't resell their organs, what does the branding iron want these cancer patients to do?
You can't be a human bomb, can you?
What the hell!

Zhou Yu's eyes widened suddenly, it's really possible!

Just like some people collect AIDS patients, resist law enforcement.

Patients with terminal cancer have nothing to love about life. In the last stage of life, instead of painful chemotherapy, it is better to hang out with a soldering iron. As long as the soldering iron gives money, someone will definitely be willing.

So everything makes sense, the doctor is selling the patient, that's why the branding iron pays him.

And these days when the soldering iron disappears, it's collecting patients!

"Contact the hospital immediately and get the list of disease sources that this doctor has taken over. Hurry up!"

Zhou Yu's face was ashen. If this is the case, something will happen soon.

And it's a big deal!
The survival rate of terminal cancer cannot be too long. According to the time when the first batch of money was given by the branding iron, it has been ten months. If you want to take advantage of it, it's time to do it.

"I'll do it right away."

Although Zhang Wenbo didn't know why Zhou Yu was in such a hurry, he could tell from his face that it must be something bad.

"Forget it, don't contact me anymore, just arrest me! Wait."

Zhou Yu raised his hand to stop, frowning, this doctor is not a good guy, it doesn't matter if he is arrested, he is charged with illegally receiving benefits, and asked to explain the source.

But the movement is too loud, if there are other doctors involved, it is easy to leak.

Zhou Yu's thoughts changed sharply, "So, go directly to the hospital, have a sudden interrogation, and pry his mouth open!"

"Okay, let the dog head go." Zhang Wenbo glanced at Situ Kai.

Situ Kai stepped forward.

"You take two people and go with me."

Zhou Yu glanced at Situ Kai and walked out quickly.

The car galloped to the hospital, and as soon as Zhou Yu arrived, he took Situ Kai and the three to the dean's room.

dong dong dong.

"Who are you?" the dean asked.

Zhou Yu showed his ID with a blank expression, "The CIB is handling the case, and I need the dean to cooperate with some matters."

After some communication, the dean picked up the phone and asked, put down the phone and said to Zhou Yu apologetically, "Sir, he is undergoing surgery. For the safety of the patient, it is best to let him finish the operation."

Zhou Yu thought for a while and nodded, "Yes."

Get up, "You two wait here, dog head, follow me to the operating room and wait."

On the operating floor, Chen Weizhong's operating room was lit with lights indicating that the operation was in progress.

Outside the door, an elderly couple was waiting anxiously. Zhou Yu and Situ Kai sat down and sat opposite them.

It was very quiet, except for the couple's occasional low-pitched discussions, nothing more than worrying about why they haven't returned it yet and whether there will be any problems.

"Hello, may I ask, is Dr. Chen performing the operation?" Zhou Yu asked the couple.

"Yes." The woman replied.

Zhou Yu nodded, acting like a family member, and asked nervously, "Well, we are at night, and my father is going to have surgery, but I don't know how good Dr. Chen is. You know, we are also worried about this kind of surgery. try to find a good doctor”

"Excellent." The woman nodded vigorously with empathy, "I asked, Dr. Chen's level is very high."

"That's good, that's good, alas, I don't know why I got this disease, my father's cancer." Zhou Yu was happy at first, then sighed.

"It will be fine, it will be fine." The woman comforted.

Even if he comforted Zhou Yu, he was still cheering himself up.

"Um"

After waiting for a full two hours, the lights in the operating room went out.

The couple got up immediately, walked to the door of the operating room, and waited for the trial to open the door.

The door opened.

Chen Weizhong came out wearing a thin surgical gown, took off his mask, showed a slightly tired face, and looked at the elderly couple with a smile on his face: "The operation was successful, the tumor has been removed, the next step is to see the recovery, don't worry too much Worry."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, Dr. Chen." The old couple held each other's hands tightly, weeping tears of joy, and bowed to him repeatedly.

"It's okay, don't worry, you are getting older, pay more attention to rest, and don't fluctuate too much emotionally."

"Hey, hey, thank you, Dr. Chen~"

Chen Weizhong left with a smile.

Zhou Yu got up and walked unhurriedly towards the dean's room.

"Do you think he knows? Could he have been tricked by the soldering iron?"

The dog head has a good sense of this doctor, a doctor who can save people, a doctor who also cares about the patient's family, has a good tone, really good.

"Don't guess, you'll know later."

Five minutes later, Chen Weizhong was called to the dean's room.

He was still wearing the same surgical gown that he had just rescued the dying and healing the wounded, but he was covered with a white coat.

When he walked in the door and saw Zhou Yu in the room, he was a little surprised. The two seemed to have just appeared at the door of the operating room, but he didn't care.

Maybe it has something to do with the dean.

"Dean, are you looking for me?" He smiled and walked forward quickly.

Situ Kai took a step sideways, closed the door, and walked unsteadily to his side.

"Wei Zhong, the police asked you to find out more about the situation, don't be nervous, just answer truthfully." The dean looked at him with a warm smile.

Chen Weizhong frowned slightly, took a deep breath and let it out, becoming calm again, turned around and smiled at Zhou Yu who was sitting on the sofa: "So you are the police."

"Chen Weizhong, right? I'm CIB Chief Inspector Zhou Yu. I have a few questions for you. I hope you will answer them truthfully."

Zhou Yu's tone was indifferent, because this person could still laugh, and he was ready to resist.

Chen Weizhong chuckled, raised his head and took off the surgical cap on his head. With a handsome face and flowing hair, at the age of 29, with the addition of a white coat, he was very handsome.

He walked over, sat on the single sofa, looked at Zhou Yu with piercing eyes, and said with a smile.

"I know there will be such a day. Are you here to investigate those terminal patients? Yes, I admit that I leaked the list."

(End of this chapter)