Advocate for the deceased

Chapter 753 Ominous Premonition

Zhang Liancheng looked dumbfounded, "Together, I haven't seen Xiaogang in so many days, I want to come over to see him!"

Wang Xuchao didn't move. Old Zhang picked up Zhang Liancheng's collar. Zhang Liancheng was taken aback by such an abrupt movement.

You must know that Lao Zhang's grab had already pulled him up from the chair.

"Look, what do you think?
We drank together, played together, what else were we doing together?
Looking for a woman?
Taking ~ drugs? "

Zhang Liancheng was even more puzzled. All the questions revolved around Li Zhengang, and an ominous premonition became stronger and stronger.

"No!
I just drank a little wine, and I brought two beautiful young ladies over to play with him, but who would have thought that he was so innocent and said that he didn't want to look for him.

I have no choice but to drink and chat with him. The unit I drove him to this morning is this compound.

Then, I went back.

Xiaogang is a very rigid person, how can I touch new things, and I rarely touch them, really! "

Wang Xu stared into Zhang Liancheng's eyes, at first he firmly believed that this man was a drug addict, but nothing was found in the hotel, did he really not touch these things?
"Don't tell me you haven't touched it, I just need to cut a little bit of your leg hair or blood to know whether you have been exposed to drugs in this year or half a year.

Furthermore, Li Zhengang's test will come out soon, if he has illegal drugs in his body, you won't be as lucky as before this time, no one can save you, wait for the sentence! "

I don't know if it was because of nervousness, or hiding something, or because of Wang Xuchao's intimidation, Zhang Liancheng's face was covered with sweat, and his face was a little pale.

Zhou Hai next door looked at him on the monitor and frowned slightly. Did this person also take drugs?
"The fat man drew his blood. His face was pale and he was sweating profusely. This state is too similar to Zhang Liancheng."

The fat man quickly found the syringe, and the camel reached out to take it before he moved.

"Come on, I can still do this kind of thing well."

Zhou Hai shook his head, "No, Fatty sampling, you can follow in. You are Li Zhengang's brother, and you are not allowed to participate in the investigation of this case, so it is a special case for me to let him follow you, so don't argue."

The camel nodded, and it would be good if he could follow in, as long as Zhang Liancheng could see him, that would be enough.

The two went directly to the next door. As soon as they entered the door, Zhang Liancheng saw the camel in the isolation suit at a glance, and his eyes widened instantly.

"Big brother, big brother~ tell me quickly, I'm Xiaogang's brother, I didn't do anything, I just drank a few glasses last night, at most the alcohol is higher now, what's the matter?"

While he was in a daze, the fat man reached out and grabbed his arm, and tied the tourniquet on.

Luo Tuo looked at the fat man's movements, and his eyes moved up to Zhang Liancheng's face. It seemed that he didn't know what he had done. Luo Tuo looked at Zhang Liancheng with his eyes fixed for a moment, as if he really wanted to explore the reason.

"Xiao Gang is dead. You sent him to the center and he started to feel unwell. He rushed out of the center and was hit by a car. He was gone on the spot!"

Wang Xuchao wanted to stop the camel, fearing that he would be too aggressive, so he got up and walked to the side of the camel, and raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder.

"Hurry up and draw blood, we will continue!"

Only then did the fat man suddenly realize that Zhang Liancheng still had a tourniquet on his arm, so he quickly held up the syringe to draw blood for him.

At this moment, Zhang Liancheng pushed the fat man away, and stepped back quickly, as if someone was restraining his neck, stretched out his hand to touch his neck, grabbed the neckline, and slowly slid along the wall to the ground.

The fat man was a little dumbfounded, dropped the syringe in his hand, and tore off the tourniquet from Zhang Liancheng's hand.

A burst of blood and blood-colored foam gushed out of Zhang Liancheng's mouth, and the entire chin and skirt were covered by the gushing blood, which seemed to never stop.

Zhang Liancheng reached out and touched his lips, looking at the blood on his hand, his eyes were full of helplessness, unable to speak, but his mouth seemed to be repeating two words over and over again.

help me!help me!
Seeing that Wang Xuchao and Luo Tuo were about to rush over, the fat man quickly reached out his hand to stop them.

"Call an ambulance, call Haizi, hurry up!"

Zhou Hai didn't need to cry, he rushed over from the next door and pushed everyone away. Zhou Hai grabbed Zhang Liancheng's collar and laid him flat. A first-aid pen pierced Zhang Liancheng's neck, and then began to quickly rescue him.

****
At 6:19 on June 15, in the emergency room of Luda Hospital.

Wang Xuchao and Fatty stood outside the window of the ICU, looking at Zhang Liancheng who was not awake in the intensive care unit.

Zhou Hai hung up the phone and walked to the ICU window.

"Dr. Yang Sen searched the relevant monitoring, and now it has been confirmed that Li Zhengang was with Zhang Liancheng last night.

They drank at the bar on the third floor of the Sheraton until one o'clock in the morning before returning to their room. Li Zhengang hadn't eaten early in the morning, so Zhang Liancheng rushed him back to the center. "

Wang Xuchao raised his chin towards the ICU, "It's useless to say anything, the only suspect is not awake now, relying on some monitoring alone can only be used as supporting evidence."

The fat man stared at Zhang Liancheng and didn't participate in the discussion. The fat man couldn't understand the data on the monitoring equipment at all, but he could guess from the irregular wavy lines that this person was in a very bad condition.

"Haizi, will Zhang Liancheng die?"

Zhou Hai shook his head, "This will have to wait for the final diagnosis result!"

As soon as the words fell, He Zhimin walked over quickly, and slapped a medical record clip on Zhou Hai's chest, and the metal clip made a snap.

"Hey, you are assaulting the police!"

He Zhimin rolled his eyes, "Don't talk nonsense, how did you conduct the interrogation, wouldn't it be violent law enforcement, and then torture to extract a confession?"

Zhou Hai snatched the medical record from He Zhimin's hand, and quickly opened it to read it.

He Zhimin lowered his voice, and then said:

"Existing tests can't tell what drugs this person took. I don't know if it's a new type of DP, or something like Spanish fly water. I have no research on these, and your laboratory is better at it.

But to be honest, this person is really in a bad state!

Pulmonary edema, body convulsions, enlarged spleen, gastrointestinal bleeding tendency, and now I am in a coma. As for the reason, I haven't found it yet, it's very tricky! "

Zhou Hai closed the medical record with a snap, took a picture of it to He Zhimin, glanced at He Zhimin, and turned to Zhang Liancheng in the room.

"Before the onset of the disease, the deceased was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and some blood and blood-colored foam spit out from his mouth.

If you check out pulmonary edema, I can understand the appearance of bloody foam, so these diagnoses cannot support Zhang Liancheng's vomiting of blood just now. "

He Zhimin glanced sideways at Zhou Hai, although what he said was straightforward, it was the truth.

All the symptoms appeared very unreasonably together, and now he has one head and two big ones.

At this moment, two flat carts were pushed in at the entrance of the emergency department. The two patients on them had bloodstains on their lips and jaws. They watched the emergency doctor kneeling on the cart and doing heart compressions continuously.

An ominous premonition instantly filled Zhou Hai's limbs.

Seeing that He Zhimin was about to leave, he grabbed his arm and looked at He Zhimin anxiously.

"Wait, the symptoms of these two people are the same as when Li Zhengang and Zhang Liancheng first fell ill, sweating profusely, spitting blood and pink foam at the mouth.

He Zhimin, I suggest having someone from the Department of Infectious Diseases and the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention come over for an inspection. I'm afraid this is not poisoning, but an infectious disease! "

(End of this chapter)