After amnesia, I became a forensic doctor

Chapter 153

"It's already the fifth day, and it's only a few days before NO.15..." he reminded.

"For the anti-pornography team and anti-narcotics team, Li Sir said that the heads of each team would recommend them. As for the forensic evidence, he recommended Gu Sir and his assistant..."

"Gu Sir from the southern part of the city?" He Bin met him before, and Gu Sir took over his case himself, so I have to thank him.

"Hmm." The man focused on the document without raising his eyelids.

"Oh..." He Bin nodded, then raised his lips, showing a hint of ambiguous expression, "Then this forensic doctor...do you want to..."

Shan Chenxun suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were sharp, and he looked at him coldly.

He Bin was flustered by the sight of him, so he quickly shut up. He didn't dare to talk too much, so he turned and went out.

When the door was closed, Shan Chenxun glanced at the document, his black eyes fell on the word "forensic doctor", the eyes were dim...

It took a long time before the crimson lips showed a nice curve...

.........

July [-]th is a small summer heat. From this day onwards, the weather will gradually become hotter, and thunderstorms will gradually increase.

The tradition of the He country is to eat rice cakes, that is, to taste new rice after the Slight Heat, to worship the ancestors, and to pray for good weather and a prosperous family.

Therefore, this day is also considered a day of small reunions, every family has dinner, there are so many people on the street, and laughter is everywhere.

The Jincheng Shangyuan, which was always quiet, suddenly became lively today. The lawyer's apartment downstairs had a dinner with friends at noon, and it was noisy all afternoon.

Su Jin was woken up at three o'clock and kept her eyes open until evening.

Because he didn't sleep well, his eyes were reddish, and his bad mood was written all over his face, his expression was as cold as ice for a thousand years.

At 07:30, she arrived at the autopsy room. As soon as she sat down, the staff pushed a corpse in, put it down hastily, and left.

Normally, she would not use a knife before nine o'clock, but today she was restless and had to find something to divert her attention.

And dissection is the only way to calm yourself down.

After changing into her white coat, she stood in front of the dissecting table. Just as she made the first cut, there was a knock on the door.

"Forensic Doctor Su, is it so early today?" Chi Che walked in from the outside. "I thought you weren't here!..."

Su Jin raised her eyes and glanced at him, nonsense, if she knew she wasn't here, no corpse would be sent over.

He was just looking for something to say.

When the man received her cold gaze, his eyelids twitched: It seems that I am in a bad mood today...

With a smile on his face, he walked slowly to the anatomy table and stood three or four meters away.

The room is quiet, only the sound of metal collisions between dissecting tools, crisp and subtle, as if scratching in people's hearts.

Chi Che frowned slightly, his beautiful peach blossom eyes fixed on the woman's fair forehead.

After a moment of silence, he said, "I have something to do with you. Let's talk after the autopsy."

"Let's talk now." Without raising her eyebrows, Su Jin opened the chest of the deceased, and a foul smell came out of her nostrils.

The man wrinkled his nose and folded his arms around his chest.

Su Jin glanced at the file bag in his hand from the corner of her eye, her eyebrows slightly moved, but her expression remained calm.

Chi Che glanced at her with a somewhat complicated look in his black eyes, and said after a long time: "Your order..."

He raised his hand, raised the file bag and raised it. His handsome face was silent, without a smile, and his expression was very serious.

"Transfer order?" Su Jin didn't care, and lowered her head to observe the diseased organs in the chest cavity of the deceased.

Hmm... Necrosis of the five viscera is a natural death.

She turned out her pitch-black stomach and cut it open with a knife, and the incompletely digested food poured out.

Seeing this, Chi Che frowned, and he cleared his throat: "Let's talk about it after your autopsy..."

(End of this chapter)