Restarting life by going to the countryside to support medical work

Chapter 351 Autopsy?

Lao Xu was also very confused about this. Even though he had never dealt with those people, he knew that the work of the health care team was not easy.

Especially these patients who have been given up by even the health care team.

and……

What should I say? Maybe he thought too much. All the experts in the health care team said that this person had no hope of being saved and would die in a day or two.

But then a person jumped out from outside and managed to survive for a while. Isn't this a slap in the face?

I had already been slapped in the face once before with Meng Lan, but outsiders didn’t know much about this matter, so it didn’t matter.

The case of this patient is different. Not to mention his relatives and friends, there are countless people watching outside. In this case, if an outsider breaks the conclusion, many people will definitely feel unhappy.

It might be a loss-making thing. Now hearing Su Xiaotong ask this, he also looked over curiously.

Li Yancheng spit out the cigarette in his mouth and said with a smile: "Old Bai is in this state, it is not a hot potato. Anyway, those experts say there is no hope, just like Meng Lan. If I can let him live one more day, it will be my credit.

Besides, Bai Guifen, the daughter of Mr. Bai, was once my mother-in-law’s subordinate. She has come to me for help. I can ignore others, but I have to give face to my mother-in-law.”

In fact, he is not sure about the attitude of Mr. Bai’s daughter. Who did her son-in-law represent when he said that the night before?

He originally wanted to go back and ask his father-in-law, but he was busy yesterday and didn't know what time he went back. Now it seems he can't go back today, alas...

"You, better be careful."

Su Xiaotong raised his hand holding the cigarette and pointed at Li Yancheng.

"Mr. Bai has always supported that person. He is not on the same side as Uncle Luo."

"I know. My father-in-law told me the night before last that I should not have any worries and do my best to help Mr. Bai fulfill his last wish.

What? Xiaotong, does Uncle Su have any other instructions? "

"Don't think too much about it. It's really not true. I just said it casually." Su Xiaotong waved his hand and continued.

“My father heard that you actually took over Mr. Bai’s follow-up treatment, but he didn’t expect that the health care team would agree to find an outsider.

Then he said that they were all old, some had injuries, some had problems with body parts, and would slowly pass away. He hoped that his death would not be so difficult in the future.

Older people can't help but think about these things.

"Tell Uncle Su not to think too much. He is in good health."

Old Su's health is indeed quite good, but he is over sixty years old after all. When he was young, his body was quite weak due to his living environment and years of war.

But over the years, after being treated by the health doctors in the health care group, he has recovered quite well. Apart from some minor ailments that are common among the elderly, there are no major problems.

In fact, his health is better than Mr. Luo's.

Mr. Luo had some minor problems with his lungs before, but after the treatment in April last year, he is much better now. All that remains is daily conditioning.

The health care team can do a very good job in regulating the body.

In this regard, Li Yancheng is indeed no match for the health care doctors in the health care group, let alone a national expert like Director Liu of the general hospital.

This is probably the case that every inch has its own strengths and weaknesses. The inheritance he obtained out of thin air is not omnipotent in Chinese medicine, and it is even completely different from the current concepts of Chinese medicine.

The three people stood in the backyard and stopped talking about this issue. Instead, they talked about the dead Meng Lan.

Over the past six months, many problems have been solved through Meng Lan's explanation, but they have also been left with many mysteries to be solved.

Just like the case last year, there is still no particularly accurate answer until now.

After all, all the characters at key points are dead.

Like the chef Zhao Guangrun from the third place, his death took away too many secrets.

Even now, the people in the first department are unable to confirm whether he killed Sui Donghe, although Meng Lan said that Zhao Laosan had admitted it himself.

But it is questionable how credible the words spoken under such coercion are.

There was also a man named Zhang Yong, who worked in the glove factory run by the Beitaiping Street Office in Dianhai. He was the one who was finally dealt with by Meng Lan personally. No one knew who he was working for.

They didn't understand how Sui Donghe, Li Zhengxi and Liang Qiutao were bribed by external forces, and they didn't even know exactly which external forces they were.

Because Meng Lan herself doesn't know.

She didn't even know how Zhang Yong knew her.

The arsonists were caught. Meng Lan forced this information out of Zhao Laosan. As mentioned before, it was Jin Zhihai who led the team to catch people. This was also the first time he led a team after being promoted to deputy team leader.

But these people knew very little. They just followed Zhao Laosan's orders and ran away immediately after finishing their work.

I can't explain why I had to add those two extra fires.

These unsolved mysteries have really tormented these people over the past six months. Although the case has been solved, the reason for the solution is not clear, which makes it difficult to be happy.

If the organization that lures people into working for them cannot be found and their connections with the country cannot be quickly cut off, who knows how much trouble will arise in the future.

It is even unclear whether there are still people working for overseas organizations. Sometimes they have no choice. Everyone wants to do a good job of prevention, but people's hearts are the most difficult to grasp.

I had no choice but to counter each move.

Their worries are not without reason. In fact, there are people doing what they are worried about right now.

"Crack...knock..."

As several shutter sounds rang out, a middle-aged man in his thirties, holding a pocket camera, took pictures of a document marked with the word "top secret" spread out on the desk, page by page.

After pressing the shutter button more than ten times and making sure that all the document pages had been photographed, the middle-aged man quickly put away the camera in his hand.

Then start to organize the document pages spread out on the table, first put them neatly according to the page numbers, then squat on the table to tidy them up, and then pick up a clip to clip them.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and looked up at the clock on the wall. It was exactly half past seven.

Although he had already given way, the middle-aged man did not hesitate at all. He reached out for the phone on the desk and dialed.

The phone was quickly picked up.

"Hello, Director Liao. I'm Xiao He from the Administration Department. Here's an expedited document that I just got back from the General Office. Our section chief may be busy with other things and isn't here. Please take a look..."

"Send it to me, your section chief is here with me." A middle-aged man's voice that sounded very majestic came from the other end of the phone.

"Okay, Director Liao, please wait a moment."

After hanging up the phone, the middle-aged man who called himself Xiao He read the document again from beginning to end, making sure that the pages were not misplaced, then he picked it up and walked towards the office door.

After taking two steps, he suddenly thought of something, turned around and walked back to his desk, reached out and took out the pocket camera he had just put in his trouser pocket, opened the middle drawer of the three-drawer table and put it inside.

Then he closed the drawer, picked up a black iron disc on the table and hung it on the lock nose between the middle drawer and the left drawer, then locked it with a padlock. Then he picked up the documents again and walked out of the office.

The administrative department where he worked was on the first floor of the office building. It was already dark outside, and only two or three offices in the entire three-story office building had lights on.

Walking to the stairwell in the middle of the office building, he strode up the stairs, two steps at a time, and soon reached the second floor.

Director Liao’s office is at the top of the east side of the second floor. It is the only office on the second floor with the lights on.

As soon as I walked to the second floor, I could faintly hear bursts of voices coming from Director Liao's office.

The middle-aged man did not hesitate, he walked over quickly, and when he reached the door, he lifted the door curtain and knocked three times.

"Come in"

"Director Liao, Section Chief"

Hearing the voice inside, the middle-aged man pushed the door and walked in. He greeted the two people in the office first, and then, at the signal of the section chief he had just called sitting in front of the desk, he stepped forward and handed the document in his hand to the middle-aged man with glasses sitting behind the desk with both hands.

Director Liao took the document and glanced through it, then nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

"Then I'll go over first, Director Liao."

"it is good"

"Chief, I'm in the office downstairs. Call me if you need anything."

Seeing Director Liao nod, Xiao He greeted his direct supervisor who was sitting in the chair in front of the desk.

The section chief raised his arm and looked at the watch on his wrist, then waved his hand and said, "It's okay, Jianjun. It's getting late now. You can go home after get off work. You don't have to wait any longer."

"Ok"

After responding, He Jianjun walked towards the door, and at this time Director Liao had already started talking.

"Lao Cao, you contacted the Social Affairs Bureau this afternoon. What did they say about Qin Ping's death?"

"As usual, we are still investigating and will give a conclusion as soon as possible."

"It's been ten days. Don't they even know the cause of death?" Director Liao frowned and asked in disbelief.

Facing the leader's inquiry, the administrative section chief sitting at the desk shook his head and said: "I asked, but they didn't say anything. I think they haven't found out yet, or there are other reasons that they can't say it for the time being.

Qin Ping's wife, Kong Shuang, came over this morning and asked me about it. I couldn't say anything, so I had to ask her to go to the relevant personnel of the Social Affairs Bureau to ask. Leader, I think this matter can't be dragged on like this, right? No matter what, we have to give people an explanation. The husband, the father of the child, the son of the parents passed away inexplicably, and the whole family is in a state of extreme grief.

Their Social Affairs Bureau took the body away and said they were going to investigate. Okay, we cooperated. Although the family was sad, they actively cooperated. But they still haven't come to a conclusion yet. This... I think it's a bit unreasonable."

He Jianjun had already left the office at this time, and the moment he closed the door, his eyes were shining with joy.

The conversation in the office continues.

Hearing the complaints from his subordinate, the administrative section chief, Director Liao smiled and waved his hand, picked up the cigarette box on the table, took out a cigarette and threw it over, then lit it for himself and said.

"You can complain, but you still have to explain the situation to the family. We must cooperate with the Social Affairs Bureau unconditionally. The timing of Qin Ping's death is just too coincidental.

The annual routine review was just announced in the morning, and he died in the archives room in the afternoon. Lao Cao, do you think this would not arouse suspicion?

Besides, the information they brought back was so detailed that I can’t think of where else it could have been lost except here.

Qin Ping happened to be an archivist. Even I, who can't solve cases, had the first reaction that there was something wrong with him, let alone those who specialize in this.

So, even if we complain, we must do our job well. "

"Please rest assured, Boss. I am only complaining to you. I will definitely not be careless in cooperating with you."

Cao knows very well what is more important and what is less important. It doesn't matter if they gossip in private, but he doesn't have the courage to confront the Social Affairs Bureau.

"Okay, go home." Director Liao nodded and waved his hand.

Section Chief Cao flicked the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray on the table, then stood up.

"Leader, you should go home early too. There is still a lot of work to do in one day. Your health is important."

"Well, I'll leave after I finish reading this document." Director Liao tapped the document that had just been delivered to the table.

Downstairs, He Jianjun had already tidied up his office. He walked out with the pocket camera that he had just locked in the desk drawer, closed the door, and walked out.

He looked back at the house on the east side of the second floor where the lights were still on, turned and walked towards the gate. When he reached the door, he greeted the old man in the guard room.

After stepping out of the door, a smile suddenly appeared on his expressionless face. He clenched his right fist and waved it slightly in front of his chest. It can be seen that he was in a very good mood.

Isn’t it true? After searching everywhere for something, it finally comes to you without any effort.

Unexpectedly, one of the documents that the superiors wanted to get the most could be obtained so easily.

At this moment, He Jianjun felt that a happy life was beckoning to him. The people above him had promised him that no matter which of the important documents they got, they would arrange for their entire family to leave the mainland.

He is not a fool, and he will definitely not believe what those people say so easily. He has seen people being abandoned after their work has been done.

So he decided that as long as his family could not reach a safe place, he would definitely not let those people get the film.

At the same time, after Section Chief Cao left, Director Liao refilled his teacup with water, took a sip and lit another cigarette before picking up the document and looking at it carefully.

But after just a few glances, before he even finished reading the first page, his brows furrowed, as if he had seen something wrong. He then turned to the second page and glanced at a few key numbers, then turned to the third page, the fourth page...

"This isn't right."

Director Liao felt somewhat confused by the contents of the document. The figures recorded in the document were very different from the figures he remembered when he attended the meeting in the General Office two days ago. This made him mutter involuntarily.

"Is there a mistake when the official document was formed? Or did the leader modify some of the figures?"

While muttering, he opened the drawer and took out a hardcover notebook. He turned to the last page with records, looked at the numbers he had recorded during the meeting and checked them with the documents. After making sure that there was no deviation in his memory, he closed the notebook.

Is it possible that the content that has been reported in the meeting will be revised after the meeting? Of course it is possible, but this situation is not common, and the leader would not do such a thing given his normal personality.

Then the department that issued the document made a mistake.

If that's true, it'll be fun!
Thinking of this, he picked up the red phone on the table and dialed it. The call was quickly picked up by the other end.

"Office Duty Room, I'm Liao Zhiqiang. Excuse me, which leader is on duty tonight? I have something very important to ask the leader for instructions."

"Hello, Deputy Director Liao. Deputy Secretary-General Zhang is on duty tonight."

"Okay, thank you."

Reaching out and pressing the hook spring on the phone, Director Liao turned the dial and dialed a new number. This time the phone rang three times before someone picked up.

"Hello, I'm Zhang Chunsheng."

"Leader, it's me, Liao Zhiqiang."

"Zhiqiang, I've been waiting for your call."

Director Liao was stunned by what he heard on the phone. Did his leader already know that he would make this call?

His eyes couldn't help but fall on the document. Could it be...

Deputy Secretary-General Zhang did not stop talking on the other end of the phone.

"Zhiqiang, is that the document you want to talk about?"

"That's right, sir. Have you discovered the mistake above?"

"That document doesn't need to be filed. Let as many people in your coordination office see it as possible."

Deputy Secretary-General Zhang’s words made Director Liao’s heart skip a beat. Two words flashed before his eyes: fishing!
It turns out that this document is used for fishing!

Unexpectedly, even such unconventional means would be used. It seems that the loss of those documents made the superiors very angry.

"I understand, leader." He replied quickly.

"Well, don't feel any psychological burden. Just do your job well. Also, don't be too deliberate when letting other people see this document, and don't let anyone with ulterior motives notice anything."

"I see!"

"Okay, so be it."

"Goodbye, leader!"

"Um"

After hearing the other party hang up the phone, Director Liao let out a breath and then put the receiver back on the landline.

He reached out and picked up the cigarette that he had just placed on the ashtray and brought it to his mouth and took a puff. He looked at the document on the table, wondering how he could let more people see it without making a fuss.

On the other side, Li Yancheng had already got into the car and was on the way to Yangchao Funeral Home.

Originally, he, Lao Xu and Su Xiaotong were talking about the case when the duty room of the bureau suddenly called and said that the third department wanted Li Yancheng to help go to the forensic autopsy room of the Municipal Public Security Bureau located in Yangchao Funeral Home to see a corpse.

Look at the corpse?
This request from the Third Office completely stupefied Li Yancheng.

He was neither a forensic doctor nor a surgeon. Although he had learned anatomy in technical secondary school, what could one learn in a technical secondary school? In his entire two and a half years of study, he had only used a scalpel once, and that was on an animal that had already been tortured beyond recognition.

If he had not learned battlefield first aid and performed several trauma surgeries after joining the army, he would have been just a fake doctor.

Now asking him to look at a body that has been dissected, or to help find the cause of death, this...

But the bureau's duty room had already called, and then Deputy Director Duan from the Third Department also called. He couldn't refuse, so he could only agree to go over and take a look.

After leaving the office, he first went to the Public Security Hospital to see Mr. Bai and found everything was normal. He reported his whereabouts to the officer on duty and then asked Zhang Hongbing to drive him to Yangchao Funeral Home.

By the time we got here, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening.

It was winter and the weather was quite cold. Maybe it was a psychological effect, but after arriving at the funeral home, Li Yancheng always felt that the coldness had turned into a gloomy chill that penetrated into his bones.

The lights at the main entrance of the funeral home were on. The sound of a car was heard outside, and a man came out from a small door. He was an investigator from the Third Bureau.

Seeing him, Zhang Hongbing opened the window of the driver's seat and shouted. After hearing him, the man waved, turned and walked into the small door.

Soon, the big iron gate was opened, and the light shone over, and Chief Zhang Chuanxiang of the Third Investigation Section was also there.

Seeing this, Li Yancheng opened the car door and walked down, letting Zhang Hongbing drive the car in.

"Chief Li, I'm so sorry to bother you with this trip at this time."

Seeing him get off the car, Section Chief Zhang hurried over to him.

"We are all family. Don't be polite, Chief Zhang." Li Yancheng smiled and stretched out his right hand to shake hands with Zhang Chuanxiang.

"But I have to say this first. If it's a living person, I might be able to say a few words if you let me see him. But for a dead person, especially one that has been dissected, you'd better not hold out too much hope."

"I understand. We really have no other choice. The person has been dead for ten days. The deceased's employer and family have come to ask about the cause of death several times, but we still can't even tell you the cause of death, and we can't come to a conclusion.

Don’t say that others are unhappy, we ourselves feel really bad about it.”

"Chief Zhang, can you please tell me what the situation is? If you need to keep it confidential, just pretend I didn't ask."

Slowly walking into the door of the funeral home, Li Yancheng greeted the other people in the three departments and asked.

"There is nothing to keep secret from our own people. The specific situation is as follows..."

Many cases in the three departments will eventually be transferred to the first department, or they will just need help from the first department, so under normal circumstances, they will not be kept confidential to the first department.

(End of this chapter)