Chapter 27: He went to see Chen Man

Xie Qingcheng, a straight and sexually aloof man, probably never imagined that he would one day be called a hooligan by a guy in his heart.

Not to mention the fact that the boy had been a little hooligan to death the night before, holding him down and forcing him into a kiss, kissing him so hard that he was breathing hard and hot and almost stuck his tongue in.

From this incident, we can see that nowadays, some young boys, on the basis of their own beauty, on the basis of their own good grades, on the basis of their own age, hundreds of years ago, they were a minor, and they are really very good at making a fuss.

The irrational school bully uses acting as a way to cushion his broken heart, but it's a saving grace, the role isn't much, and the episode itself is short, so it doesn't take long for him to wrap it up and return to school.

He sent a message to Xie Qingcheng before going back, and then dragged his suitcase out of the hotel.

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On the day He Yu returned to school, Chen Man asked Xie Qingcheng to go to the cemetery with him in the morning.

The young policeman has just solved his first case on his own, and thinks it's worthwhile to catch up with his brother.

"It's interprovincial then." Carrying a fruit basket of paper money, Chen Man arrived at his brother's tombstone, and he walked through the cemetery in such a hurry that he almost tripped over a nearby shrub.

"Interprovincial Bicycle Gang Theft." Xie Qingcheng said.

Chen Man's face turned red: "Since, bicycle is also a car, that is also the people's property ......"

Xie Qingcheng ignored him, took the fruit basket from him, placed the tribute on it, and as the paper melted and the air distorted in the heat of the flames, he looked at the picture of the very young police officer on the gravestone, and at the line of words traced in gold dust.

Tomb of Chen Lisheng.

Chen Lisheng's life was fixed at the age of early twenties, Xie Qingcheng's impression of him was already very vague, just remembered that he was different from Chen Man, he was a very serious and stable young man, and when he brought Chen Man, who was still very small, to their house, he always said "trouble" and "sorry". "I'm sorry".

The last message he left for his coworkers before he was killed was also, "Something came up today, I might be late, sorry."

Xie Qingcheng looked at the dark tombstone and said, "Your brother is also a police officer who can handle cases independently."

Chen Man anxiously added, "It will be even better in the future, I want to transfer to the criminal police brigade."

Xie Qingcheng shook his head, "You don't have enough intelligence."

"......"

"Your family has all the smart genes dotting your brother's head."

Chen Man knows that Xie Qingcheng doesn't want him to climb up, the higher he climbs, the stronger the wind, the more he will be blown down if he is not careful, and he will be crushed to pieces. That's why Xie Qingcheng always talks to him like this.

Chen Man was not angry, muttered and whispered to his brother some more, then lit a cigarette and placed it in front of his brother's offering table.

"Brother, one day I'll solve the cases you didn't finish." He closed his eyes and folded his arms.

"......"

Xie Qingcheng knew that Chen Man was talking about the case where his parents were killed.

In that case, anyone with eyes could see that it was by no means a normal car accident, and everyone in the police force knew it. But what can be done? They are not dead in the process of handling the case, can not be awarded martyrdom, making the murderer of the car accident did not leave any traces of the crime, the three evidence point to a car out of control of the accident, and ultimately can only be closed that way.

To say that the people who have offended, his parents used to be high rank, involved in numerous major cases, want to avenge the black forces, drug trafficking organizations ...... too many worthy of suspicion, in the case of clues interrupted, there is no way to check.

Xie Qingcheng himself did not fail to do his best to trace the cause of his parents' death, but he finally gave up.

Those who are too sober, even if their tears are not dry and their hearts are dead, all struggle to see the path that leads to the future.

Xie Qingcheng has finished the incense, see Chen Man still have a while to go, but also manage to walk around, his parents' tomb is not in this mausoleum, the land here is very expensive, some of the tombs with a memorial hall price is more than a suite of rooms in the second-tier cities, the annual management fee is also high shocking, only those who have the money and the power to afford to lie.

He walked and came to a statue.

Sculpture burial is a type of burial modeled after the European model, where headstones are often carved with equal height marble hacks of the deceased. This statue, standing in a quiet cemetery, is of a doctor in a white coat, sitting in a chair, wearing thick glasses and looking down at the scroll in his hand.

Below the statue it says:

"Qin Ciyan (1957-2017)."

"The last thing he failed to heal was the human heart."

Xie Qingcheng recognizes Qin Ciyan.

The two ...... used to be coworkers.

Qin Ciyan is one of the most famous alumni of HUMC, and is a leading figure in the field of surgical medicine. Qin Ciyan graduated from HUMC decades ago, and went to the United States to further his education and returned to China. He has taught at his alma mater and led a team in academic research, half a lifetime of hard work, a lifetime of reputation, obviously already accomplished, could be a lamp and a cup of warm tea, leisurely days, enjoy a peaceful old age, but Mr. Qin chose to stay in the front line.

Surgeons, who don't use the knife but only the pen, that doesn't work.

So after retiring from Yanzhou at the age of sixty, Prof. Qin returned to his hometown and was reappointed to the First People's Hospital of Huzhou City.

The same hospital where Xie Qingcheng was.

However, just four years ago, at dusk, sixty-year-old Qin Ciyan was in his office packing his briefcase and preparing to go home to spend his birthday with his partner, when suddenly a bearded young man came, carrying a basket of fruit and a silk banner looking at the door. The man claimed to be a patient's family member who had come all the way here to thank Director Qin in person for saving his mother's life.

Qin Ciyan There are quite a few such patients. Seeing that the man was sweating and had a loose white face, and thinking that he must have rushed for a long time, he invited the man into the office and made him a cup of tea.

But who did not expect is, just when the old doctor buried head pouring water to make tea, this description of fear of insecurity of the young man quietly got up, from the bottom of the fruit basket to pull out a cold shining sharp knife, in Qin Ciyan smile and make a good tea turned his head in a moment - the face suddenly changed! The eye socket was livid! Loudly shouted, stormed up to kill!

This is the Yi Beihai murder case that shocked the nation four years ago.

From the police surveillance video, the criminal Yi Beihai pressed the old doctor Qin Ciyan against the wall, and stabbed him thirteen times in the chest and abdomen, spraying blood all over the not-so-spacious office, the handwritten medical file on the table, and the banner that the murderer had brought as a cover, all of them were sprinkled with a creepy crimson color.

Yi Beihai, covered in blood and indistinguishable from a ghost by the time people arrived at the scene, held Qin Ciyan's body aloft in front of the crowd and threw the old man, who had devoted his life to medical care, through an open window amidst shouts of horror.

-Bang!

Bloodied bodies, completely fragmented after falling from great heights.

Yi Beihai poked his head back out of the window and stood smugly in a pool of blood, holding a red-dripping knife up to the sky and laughing, shouting, "Retribution! Let you cheat money! Kill you! Kill you!"

But what kind of blood feud?

To think that a young family member could do such a genocidal thing to an old doctor with two temples.

The truth released after the police investigation outraged the entire community, and public opinion boiled over like boiling oil--

It turned out that Yi Beihai's mother was a glioma patient, whose tumor was malignant and grew in a very difficult location, and no doctor dared to perform the surgery even after visiting many hospitals.

This single mother is afraid of the money burned to see a doctor, do not want to cure, want to wait for death, but her son is already thirty years old, but also idle all day long, do not look for a job, she is afraid of their own legs to go, the son no longer no one to take care of, so and do not dare to die.

Procrastination, intermittent, the condition is getting worse and worse. Finally, she heard that the first people's hospital in Huzhou neurology is very famous, and the doctors are good medical ethics, some of the Bodhisattva heart of the patient pity, but also find ways to raise funds for poor patients, or for the exemption, and the ability to operate is also a first-class good.

Mother, with a lot of hope, carrying a sack of hometown specialties seafood, riding the green train to this strange hot land.

But after arriving, the buildings are thousands of floors, the road, the mother is confused, what electronic payment lifestyle will not, even to find a hospital took a long time. In the end, the hospital was found, the number will not hang, and she was timid, in the people of the hospital hall stood for a whole day.

By the end of the day, a doctor finally noticed the late departing, fish-smelling woman.

The doctor asked for her information about her visit, left her a phone number, and said he would help her figure out what to do.

A thick pile of copies of this mother's medical records was thus handed to the Theosophical Surgery Room of the First Hospital. What those doctors discussed and negotiated at that time is not known to the public. All in all, the mother did get a waiver as she wished, and was successfully scheduled for an operation, waiting with gratitude for the dawn of life to come.

Since the beginning, her son, who was far away from home and was a gambler, did not come over to stay with his mother for even one day.

Although the operation fee is reduced, but in Huzhou, such a pearl as earth and gold as iron prosperous metropolis to live, for that mother, the expenses are still very big. Women scrimp and save, live in a small hotel that emits a damp stench of yellow plum days, sleep in an eight-person room, break a Gaozhuang steamed bun in thirds, and soak in hot water received from the love stalls to drink.

Toward the end of the month, the woman's old beat-up cell phone rang. It was her son who called, and naturally the content was thunderous - a visit to ask his mother for money.

"Mom is in Shanghai for medical treatment and needs money everywhere, and there's really no extra down this month ......"

"What?" The young man on the other end of the phone burst into a rage, his voice almost penetrating the eardrums of this old, sick woman, "No money? Then what am I going to do this month? Who's going to support me? I don't care! You've got to do something for me! I don't have a fucking meal to eat!"

The woman hunched down, clutching the paint off the phone, period, as if she did something wrong: "really no money, mom just came here, the road is not familiar, spend money to take the bus a few times, and now all remember ah, can walk to, and the money to see the doctor, and now also less down ...... I'll save some more, and I'll have some next month. ...... Don't worry. ......"

"Who told you to go to Huzhou to see a doctor?" The man yelled, still on fire, "Told you so! That place is just to cheat those fools who have too much money to spend! Why are you going there? Isn't the county town enough for you? Seeing as you eat and drink all day long, you can't be seriously ill! It's a waste of money!"

As the woman listened, large tears rolled down from the spiderweb-like folds at the ends of her eyes and dripped onto the greasy concrete floor of the small hotel.

The son is still angry: "Why are you so eager to send all the money to those doctors ah ...... those doctors are to earn your money do you know? Every day, they make money from people's lives, hoping that idiots like you will get sick so that they can queue up to give them money! Otherwise, how can they keep the hospital open? Now it's all over, they've cheated you out of all your money, and you can't even afford to feed your child.

Yi Beihai cursed and put down the phone, do not want to talk to the woman half a sentence, grumbled and put on his clothes, rummage out of the last fifty dollars pressed under the bed, toward the village entrance of the dark gambling house.

The woman was so distraught that at one point she didn't want to be treated anymore. In the end, it was the doctors at the city hospital who comforted her and communicated with Yi Beihai.

Finally, Yi Beihai finally said impatiently, if you want to operate, just operate, anyway, do not take money from him, he did not want to spend the time and energy to come to HUZHOU, the phone to confirm the risk of surgery, leave a recording, when the risk of the book to let his mom sign on their own on the line.

Despite the irregularity of the procedure and the dissent within the hospital, everything went ahead in the name of Qin Ciyan's prestige. Hospitalization, conditioning, preoperative communication ...... everything was in order.

Finally, it was the day of the operation.

The doctor once again confirmed the risks of the operation with the lonely woman, informing her that the tumor was so viciously located that her survival was expected to be limited to only three months without the operation, but the dangers to be faced by the operation were also enormous, and the operation, if unsuccessful, might risk not being able to be resuscitated.

"Then I'd like to make another phone call, okay?"

The woman asked a little timidly as she lay on the hospital bed.

The cell phone was handed over and the woman shivered as she pressed a string of numbers, wanting to say a few more words to her son before she entered the gates of life and death.

But after the long wait tone of beep beep beep beep, all that answered her was the exact same cold mechanical tone as yesterday.

Yi Beihai is addicted to gambling, and when he gambles, he will never have time to answer his mother's phone call.

The woman finally slowly lowered the phone from her ear, her eyes wet, and sniffled and smiled, "Thank you doctor. That ......"

"What?"

The woman stumbled, could tell she was torn, and seemed to blush at the prospect of exiting.

The young doctor in charge of the preoperative preparations said gently, "Auntie, you can say whatever you want, it's fine."

The woman then asked, as if in some sort of awe, "Does it hurt?"

"Hmm?"

"Surgery, ah, does it hurt?" The woman's face was bashfully red even as she asked this, thin blood color struggling to peek out from underneath her waxy skin.

"Oh." The little doctor responded, smiling and relieved her, "It doesn't hurt, Auntie, there will be anesthesia, it's medicine that will make you pass out temporarily, there's no pain at all, when you wake up, everything will be over."

As the woman listened to the young doctor's gentle description, her eyes more or less overflowed with something like "longing".

There's no pain at all ......

As she was wheeled into the operating room, looking up at the clean white ceiling above the hospital corridor and the heavily armed nurses and doctors clustered around her, the last words she heard were still going through her mind, and the corners of her withered lips vaguely curled into the trace of a small, humble smile.

Her surgeon was Qin Ciyan, an elderly man who had already performed three major surgeries that day and was not feeling well himself, but the surgery was so difficult that he had to perform it himself.

Time passed by, and under the green protective suit, the old doctor's sweat seeped out little by little.

"Tweezers."

"Saran Wool."

"Pass two more pieces of saran wrap."

......

It's unhurried and unhurried.

But all the muscles are taut, and there is always a blink of the eye when it counts.

The first to notice something strange was the second assistant, who noticed a slight wobble in the teacher's body as he reached for the surgical tray.

Doctors are doctors, but doctors are, at times, equally patients.

As the second assistant looked nervously at Qin Ciyan, Qin Ciyan also realized that he was not going to make it. He slowly went through the motions of his hand that could not be paused meticulously, and then said in a calm voice that tried not to cause panic, "I can't see in front of my eyes anymore, a burst of dizziness."

He said two steps back and tried to say something more, but his eyes had gone black and he fell back ......

This was the first time that Qin Ciyan had experienced such a situation. He has high blood cholesterol and a serious blood clot on the side of his neck, so he often suffers from headaches and nausea, but never to the point of dizziness and coma.

Similar accidents in hospitals are rare, but not without precedent. During their training, the doctors had been clearly taught that in such an unexpected situation, the operation should be completed by the remaining doctors. However, the woman's tumor was in such a sinister location that even though the subsequent doctors tried their best, the operation ended in failure.

Mother is gone.

The son fell suddenly became very filial, he had to be filial, he was looking forward to the little bit of meager subsidies as a mother every month, not to mention that she died, his nanny, cook, maid ...... all disappeared at once. Yi Beihai like falling into hell, how can not accept.

Thinking about it, naturally the doctors are at fault.

They must have been greedy for the last bit of money in his mother's pocket and that's why they fooled her into having an operation and hospitalization.

Subsidies? Deductions?

Where would such a pie fall from the sky, they must have thought that they had not made enough money on her, and thought that this old bone could still be used for free medical experiments, so they tricked his poor, lonely and wandering in a foreign land to seek medical treatment for his old mother to be the ghost of the wrongful death under their knives.

The more Yi Beihai thought about it, the more convinced he was, lying in bed, the long dark night outside, the small village night lords screaming like laughter, in his mind constantly swirling into a vortex of hatred, wrapped up in his whole person.

On the next day, Yi Beihai, who was penniless, had no money to gamble, and was in debt all over the place, felt out a rusty pig-killing knife from home, bumped it on the whetstone, and wrapped it up in a thick, dirty matting.

Then he went to the small store at the entrance of the village and threatened the shopkeeper to give him all the cash in the store and set out on the road to Huzhou ......

A few days later, the killing of a doctor in Yi Beihai was like a huge thunderbolt that struck the heart of the entire country.

The media, the platforms, were filled with shock at the incident, anger at the culprits, and remembrance of Qin Ciyan.

But gradually, some slippery snakes and poisonous scorpions took advantage of the chaos to come out of their holes.

"Is Qin Ciyan really as kind and compassionate a healer as he appears to be?"

"The death of Yi Beihai's mother is indeed in doubt."

"Yi Beihai is to be sympathized with, he and his mother have been living in poverty and have eaten without food, it is normal for such a child to be psychologically distorted ah ......"

Claptrap articles and arguments such as these began to be rotated by some public numbers and big Vs. Many people questioned Qin Ciyan's academic papers to his character for the sake of eyeballs, and thought that since he was old, he should retire, and there was no need for him to stay in his job and let go of his power, which would ultimately do harm to others and himself.

Some even started to find ways to make a so-called "deep dive" into Qin Ciyan and her family. They say that Qin Ciyan's daughter married a foreigner and went to live abroad, what's so good about foreigners? What's so great about foreigners? It's just like using the country's money to pay for a traitor.

A moment to say Qin Ciyan wife is more than ten years younger than him, why did she want to marry him? That must be because she wanted his money, it's not even possible that she is not the main house, and if you guys try to pick it up a little harder, you can't help but pick it up as a mistress on the throne.

The private affairs of the victimized doctor actually became a drug of ecstasy for these people, so that they could not smell the blood that had not yet dissipated from the hospital, and sank wantonly into an orgy of stripping privacy, chewing and swallowing hearts.

There's also a vlogger who, out of some nook or cranny, found a news documentary about Qin Ciyan's trip to the front line of a disaster relief effort more than ten years ago. The vlogger knows how to make waves with impunity, so he didn't say anything, but he only intercepted the scene where Qin Ciyan and his team were in an ambulance because they were too tired and too thirsty, and the doctor next to them felt sorry for the teacher and opened a bottle of glucose and handed it to Qin Ciyan to drink. Ciyan's group was too tired and thirsty in the ambulance.

Comment section: "I have no disrespect for Mr. Qin's meaning, but there is a say one, in this kind of disaster area supplies are very tight, right? To the patient resuscitation surely are not enough, he this mouthful of drink so much ...... have not considered those lying in the hospital bed dying victims?"

"Did he drink glucose and pay for it ......"

"Experts have a lot of power, you see him want to give people free surgery fee free surgery fee, how can drink glucose to give money ah. I know the insiders of Shanghai First Hospital, they said that the experts are very black, a surgery down the red packet is not less than five figures, if you see them reduce or waive the patient's fee, in fact, is that there are times when they have to take the patient to do some risky experiments, otherwise how to exercise the medical skills."

But it is the definition of Yi Beihai's behavior that is most shocking and chilling.

The circular investigation announced that Yi Beihai turned out to be an intermittent psychopath.

According to Article 18 of the Criminal Law: Mentally ill persons who cause harmful results when they are unable to recognize or control their own behavior, and who are identified through legal procedures, shall not be held criminally liable ......

Although evidence later showed that Yi Beihai was in a completely normal state of mind and not in any uncontrollable condition when he murdered Qin Ciyan, and Yi Beihai was still sentenced to death, the pulling of the strings from all sides, and some puzzling public opinion in the process, still made many medical professionals at the time feel extremely indignant and sad.

These things are still being reviewed with great fondness until now ......

Xie Qingcheng thought about that year, looked expressionless for a moment, and stepped forward--

"Xie Qingcheng?"

Behind them suddenly came the footsteps of several people, and a woman's surprised voice.

"What are you ...... doing here?"