365 Kinds of Difficult Living Methods

It has been two years since Chu Yu took over as the director of the "Superman Division", and the year her father took her for an internship is considered a battle-tested field. There have been a lot of strange things and strange things, but they have almost nothing to do with them. This time, my heart suddenly raised my throat, and then suddenly plummeted. It was like playing a roller coaster. Did you retire early with your good psychological qualities?

She doesn't know what she is worrying about, is she worried that the criminals are at large? This is something the police should bother with. Are you worried about Xia Yihan's safety? Maybe it is. If she is really taken away by criminals, then her life will be safe...

Wait, it's not right.

Chu Yu was blown by the cold wind, agitated, and his brain that had just turned into a muddy state, returned to normal in a flash, and began to operate normally.

She felt wrong just now, but the task force was intensively deploying tasks and interrupted her thoughts. Now as soon as she left the conference room and calmed down, many doubts surfaced in her mind.

If the murderer is someone else and tries to take Xia Yihan away, then when he opens the door of Room 710, Xia Yihan will definitely not obediently give up. She can't talk to other people now, so why would she willingly go with them?

If the murderer uses medicine to make Xia Yihan unconscious, he will carry her out, and there will be a distance from the inpatient department to the parking lot, as well as the garden. Although it is night, carrying a person on his back must be quite conspicuous and will attract others' attention.

So if you want to take Xia Yihan away unconsciously, unless she volunteers to cooperate, she follows the murderer in the night, walks to the parking place, gets into the car and lies on the back seat, avoiding the security check.

And if this is the case, there is only one possibility: Xia Yihan and the murderer are accomplices.

The police didn't know Xia Yihan, they only knew that she was a mentally ill, introverted personality, and would obey the doctor's arrangements, like a child who can be tricked away with a candy.

But Chu made it clear, let alone a candy, even if the candy factory moved in, Xia Yihan wouldn't even look at it. No one can force what she doesn't want to do.

To understand this, although she still couldn't identify the murderer, Chu Yu felt relieved inexplicably, and her small heart thumped and jumped confidently. She subconsciously didn't want Xia Yihan to be injured, and she wanted to dig further into her story.

In fact, after the hypnosis last night, Chu Yu had determined that Xia Yihan's purpose in coming to the mental hospital was not simple. She learned that she had something on her mind—in a place full of sophora japonica, there were many broken houses, and there was a man lying in the broken houses.

Chu Yu guessed that either the man was very important to Xia Yihan, who had witnessed a special scene about him and left an indelible psychological impression, or he was just an image lying on the bed in the room, symbolizing decay and death.

Either way, it was Xia Yihan's unspeakable concern. She dug the ground three feet in her heart, buried it, refused to be hypnotized, refused to open to others.

From this point of view, Xia Yihan is very aware of her illness, but she disguised herself. She came here, but not to treat the illness. She converged herself and became a quiet and beautiful woman, but she drove others crazy.

After the hypnosis, Chu Yu had already made a decision. Originally, I wanted to come to discuss with Hu Bin today, complete the procedures, and transfer Xia Yihan to the Supernormal Research and Investigation Department. There is a special ward and treatment equipment on the third floor. The child Song Qingyang, who regained the ability to take care of himself there, is now alive and well, becoming a mature mace.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she left her front foot, something happened to her back foot. In the blink of an eye, Hubin lay on the operating table, unconscious.

Chu Yuzheng was stuck in his memories, and his thoughts were suddenly interrupted. Liu Jing hurried over and pulled Yang Qiong to ask, "Sister Yang, my mobile phone is gone. The police are here. Can you report the case?"

When Yang Qiong heard this, he immediately froze, "The police are busy with business. How can I find you to break your phone? Do you want to find out about the ten dollars you lost the other day and let the police uncle take it together? Is it done?"

Liu Jing looked embarrassed and she squatted her words, "No...no, I think in case my mobile phone is related to Dean Hu's affairs..."

This time, Yang Qiong's anger had not come out yet, and was interrupted by Chu Yu, "When did you drop your phone?"

"I don't know when it fell, because I just found it after I touched my clothes pocket, but I remember the last time I saw it was when I was eating at noon yesterday, about a little bit, and then I have been busy until now and I don't have the time to look at the phone."

Chu Yu nodded and glanced at the outpatient building. Because something went wrong, the building was brightly lit, people were coming in and out constantly, and many colleagues stayed up late.

"Excuse me, please ask the colleagues who have been on duty these days if anyone has lost their mobile phones. After the statistics are completed, borrow someone else's mobile phone and call me."

Liu Jing didn't know what Chu Yu wanted to do, but she had her own authority effect. When she spoke, she seemed to be able to make a sound on the ground, properly throwing a sound on the ground, so Liu Jing didn't ask anything, turned around and ran to the outpatient building. To start the "mobile phone survey" task.

Yang Qiong didn't understand how a cell phone was related to the attack, and couldn't help but ask, "Doctor Chu, why are you looking for the missing cell phone?"

Chu Yu tilted his head, thoughtfully, "All patients in the hospital don't have mobile phones, don't they?"

"Yes, before hospitalization, the mobile phone will be handed over and kept by us, because the mobile phone is exposed to too much information from the outside world, which may disrupt the treatment and aggravate the patient's condition."

"Then what happens if the patient finds ways to steal the nurse's cell phone?"

Yang Qiong recalled, "This kind of thing really happened. People in one ward colluded and stole several. They would hide in the toilet, play games all night, or talk nonsense on some websites, saying that they were not crazy. , Just a performance artist landing in the mortal world."

Chu Yu smiled, knowing that Yang Qiong didn't understand what she meant. The average patient who stole the phone would indeed race against time to play, but if it is a patient with ulterior motives, things are not that simple, because she can get it from the outside world. Contact is almost all contact.

Soon, Chu Yu received a call from Liu Jing—everyone had their cellphones, but she lost it.

Chu Yu knew in his heart that Liu Jing was the nurse who was responsible for delivering meals to Xia Yihan during the day. At noon, after she delivered the meals, she would eat by herself, so she would bring her mobile phone with her in advance, and take a look at it during the lunch break. Come, the phone should have been touched by Xia Yihan.

From this point of view, the direction of this case has become even more bizarre.

An ambulance suddenly drove out of the inpatient department and whizzed towards the gate. Chu Yu followed its back with her eyes. She knew that Hu Bin was lying inside. Just now Liu team suggested to the hospital that before finding the murderer, it’s better to The victim was transferred to the city's No. 1 Hospital to receive the best treatment, and I hope he will recover as soon as possible.

That’s what Chu Yu said, but Chu Yu knew well that the police suspected that there were ghosts in the hospital, and they were afraid that Hubin lived here unsafe. In case one of them carelessly, the oxygen tube is pulled out by a criminal, that’s true. It's a murder case!

The police should now concentrate on confirming who in the hospital has a job or financial conflict with Hu Bin, or covets the position of the dean.

Yang Qiong also watched the ambulance go away, with heavy grief in her eyes. It was still dark, and the street light fell into her eyes, and there was a slight water glow. It seemed that she wanted to cry on the spot, crying while crying. , "My dean, your life is terrible!"

Chu Yu turned to look at her, not knowing why, the plot of such a bitter drama appeared in his mind.

"President, his old man is really suffering." Yang Qiong lowered his head and said in a low voice.

"Why?" Chu Yu felt that she meant something, not just because of this serious injury.

Yang Qiong looked up and looked at Chu Yu in surprise, "Don't you know, the tragedy six years ago?"

Chu Yu frowned, and the milky white light of the moon shone on her side face, like a line of dawn and dusk, which outlined the outline of her face so finely, even the doubt in his eyes was deep.

Six years ago, she was still abroad, under the double pressure of psychology and neurology. She often slept in the library. The time she spent reading her mobile phone was calculated by the second, and she had no chance to pay attention to domestic news.

"Six years ago, Dean Hu’s niece had an internship in the hospital. Dean Hu assigned her to the radiology department as Dr. Chen’s assistant, but on the second day of the internship, she was found dead in the cold storage room. After injecting an overdose of fentai, it was frozen in the cabinet."

Chu Yu opened his eyes wide. She had never heard Hu Bin, or even her father, about this incident. Did the two tacitly conceal it?

"Who is the murderer?"

Yang Qiong shook his head, "This is a pending case. Although it has not been revoked, the city bureau sent people to investigate twice during the validity period of the prosecution, and the provincial bureau did a homicide supervision, but failed to solve the case."

Six years ago, his niece was killed in the hospital. Six years later, Hu Bin was attacked again and almost died in Huangquan. Who did his family provoke? How big is this Liangzi, he even killed two people?

"After the incident, is Dean Hu okay?" After Chu Yu returned to China, every time he saw him, he looked positive and optimistic, and he couldn't see the vicissitudes of losing a loved one at all.

"He hasn't come to work for a long time, but the news is blocked. Few people know and talk about this incident. Moreover, because he is a psychiatrist, he has adjusted himself. Since then, he has concentrated on treating the hospital. The mentally disordered patients who lost their loved ones here can also be regarded as turning grief into strength."

Chu Yu was silent for a while, and gave Dean Hu a compliment in his heart, blessing his good life to be safe...after the catastrophe survives.

"Head Nurse Yang, I'll go to see Dean Hu. If you have any difficulties here, please feel free to contact me."

After speaking, Chu Yu took Muyu and drove straight to a city hospital.

This time, Chu Yu let Mu Yu drive. Ms. Mu’s driving skills are as good as her black computer technology. She can rotate 360 ​​degrees on the spot, and then move forward steadily. Da Tuo couldn't help but admire: You are really a racer who was delayed by the computer.

Chu Yu sat in the second seat and stared at the laptop intently. She asked the technical investigators to send the photos of the scene, zoomed in one by one, and took a closer look.

There were obvious marks of fighting at the scene, the tables and chairs were shifted, but the blood stains were mainly concentrated around the diagnostic bed. This is why the forensic doctor judged that the murderer first carried Hu Bin to bed and then stabbed the knife, because if he bleeds before moving his body, The blood stains will become messy and will leave footprints, but there are no blood footprints of the murderer at the scene.

Chu Yu turned the screen to the brightest and watched attentively, not letting go of every detail. In one of the side shots, she suddenly felt that the blood on one leg of the diagnostic bed was vaguely like three Letters: ChY.

"Muyu, what's the abbreviation for ChY?"

Muyu was showing off his perfect car skills, looking forward with both eyes, twitching the corners of his mouth, "Smoking? Discharged? Eat, eat, eat?"

Chu was startled more suddenly, isn't this an abbreviation of her name in pinyin?

Chu, Yu—Ch, Y

Chu Yu turned off the computer, slapped a palm on the case, and couldn't help cursing, "This dead girl!"

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