someone under me

Chapter 247
"Found it. His name is Jia Jianping. He is not only the director of the Neurology Department of the Third Hospital, but also a professor of the Provincial Medical College..."

Song Yang moved the computer screen to let Li Yi see that it was the official website of the Third Hospital, which was actually an introduction page, talking about the construction scale of the Third Hospital, advanced medical equipment, and the resumes of some famous experts. Registration is purely a decoration.

Li Yi looked at Director Jia's resume, but it was a very common cliché, except for his job title, it was just a pretense of selecting awards or something.

If you think about it, you can't state under the doctor's resume that he is a Taoist mage and can draw symbols, right?
"I can't see anything, but there is definitely something wrong with this guy." Li Yi said, frowning.

"Don't worry about whether he has any problems. Didn't you come here to find someone's soul? Did you find it?" Song Yang asked.

Li Yi shook his head and said, "Cheng Dayuan's soul is not on that floor."

"Well, is that the construction site?" Song Yang said again.

"Well, maybe." Li Yi said with a sigh, "But no matter where his soul is, there must be something wrong with the hospital, and this matter must be investigated."

Li Yi was talking, but someone came in at the door.

After Song Yang was redecorated, a beaded curtain was hung on the door between the front room and the back room. Sitting inside, one could see the outside, but the outside could not see the inside.Li Yi and Song Yang were sitting and chatting inside at the moment, and frowned when they saw the person coming in outside. It was either someone else or Doctor Jia.

Before he had time to tell Song Yang, that guy had already greeted Dr. Jia to sit down at the hexagram table, and Song Yang said, "What do you want to ask?"

Dr. Jia said somewhat cautiously: "I heard that our fortune-telling is very effective here, so I'll drop by to have a look..."

As soon as Song Yang heard this, he knew that this was a hard problem. Generally, fortune-telling is based on things, such as marriage, or future. As long as you have something to ask, the fortune-teller can make it up according to your thoughts .

But there are some people who come here to let you do the calculations casually, and it is not easy to be fooled. If you have no real skills, you will have to say something wrong, and if they turn around and leave, the signboard will be smashed.

Song Yang looked at Dr. Jia's face, but grinned at the corner of his mouth. He finally recognized him. He had checked his information for Li Yi just now, but the photo on the website was wearing a white coat and a little white hat. , covering the baldness, so that it looks a little different.

"Come on, let me help you look at the palmistry." Song Yang said, asking Dr. Jia to stretch out his left hand for a look, and then asked for his right hand.

"Didn't it mean men left and women right?" Dr. Jia asked.

"Male left and female right are because of the seating position of men superior to women, and it has nothing to do with fortune telling." Song Yang laughed, "For fortune telling, you have to look at both hands and confirm each other to get the result. Whoever wants to speak with only one hand, that is absolutely Deceitful."

Dr. Jia stretched out his right hand suspiciously and showed it to Song Yang. After reading it, Song Yang closed his eyes again, moved his lips slightly but did not make a sound. After a while, he opened his eyes and smiled and said, "If I'm not mistaken, your occupation should be It's a doctor."

Dr. Jia didn't say a word, thinking that it would not be difficult to see this, if nothing else, if the other party had a good nose, he could smell the disinfectant on his body.

"Not only are you a doctor, you should be quite famous." Song Yang said again.

Doctor Jia sneered, but he was still speechless, but he was muttering in his heart, has this guy been to the Third Hospital and met himself?After all, it is not far from the Third Hospital.

"However, according to your palmistry, you may not have lived a stable life recently, and there is a black air on your face..." Song Yang put on a trick, paused, and said, "I don't know if you doctors believe in ghosts or gods. But I have something to say, you should be hitting a ghost."

As soon as Song Yang's words came out of his mouth, Doctor Jia's body couldn't help shaking, and he sat up from the chair at once, and sat back with his waist straightened.

Song Yang smiled slightly and said, "Please forgive me for my ignorance. I can only see so much. Please tell me what is the specific matter. Maybe I can help you."

Dr. Jia pondered, obviously thinking whether he should tell the whole story.

Song Yang was not in a hurry, he held the thermos cup on the side of the divination table and sipped his tea.

After a while, Dr. Jia said, "Okay, but I hope that my husband can keep it secret for me. You also know that I am a doctor, and I am also a Western medicine doctor. I really want to spread the word..."

"Hehe, just rest assured." Yan Ming said lightly.

"Well, it's like this..." Dr. Jia pondered again, and said, "I always feel that something is wrong recently, as if someone is always staring at me. It's better when I'm at home, especially when I enter the hospital. , I always feel like there is something around me. I thought it was too busy and tired, but one day not long ago I was on night shift, so I set up a camp bed in the office, but at midnight , the bed suddenly collapsed..."

"Well, is it not supported? That kind of folding bed is really not strong." Song Yang said casually.

"I thought so too at the time, but I put the bed back up again, and just after I fell asleep for a while, the bed collapsed again." Dr. Jia said, "Then I thought that the bed was probably broken, so I simply put the bed away. , thinking about just sitting on the chair and squinting for a while, but just as I sat on the chair and fell asleep, suddenly the chair turned around by itself and threw me on the floor..."

"The chair rotates by itself? What kind of chair?" Song Yang asked.

"It's just an ordinary swivel chair, but I fell asleep, even if I turned it, I couldn't turn myself to the ground." Dr. Jia said, "It's not a big deal, after two days, I returned to the chair after the bed check that morning. I found my desk in a mess, everything was turned over to the floor, even the drawers were opened and thrown to the floor..."

"Only you?" Song Yang asked.

"Yes, it's mine alone. Other doctors' desks are fine." Dr. Jia said, "And my drawer is locked. Only I have the key, but the lock has no sign of being opened."

"Is there no surveillance in your office?" Song Yang frowned.

"Yes," Dr. Jia said, "I asked to adjust the monitoring in a hurry, but who knew that the monitoring was broken that morning, and nothing was captured throughout the morning..."

"Did someone steal something? Did you break the monitor on purpose?" Song Yang asked again.

"But I didn't lose anything, it's just that things were messed up." Doctor Jia said, sighed again, and said, "This kind of thing happened several times, and I felt a little hiccups in my heart. A talisman to ward off evil spirits was invited in the temple, guess what?"

"Are you okay?" Song Yang said.

Doctor Jia shook his head with a wry smile, "It's getting worse..."

(End of this chapter)