The photo in my hand has been half burned.

Joelnian wiped away the black smoke-stained areas on the photo.

The remaining half of the face in the photo became increasingly blurry, just like his unclear future.

This half-burned photo was something I couldn’t bear to throw away after all.

Joel Nian carefully put it into the pages of a certain book and kept it carefully.

Holding the book, he sat alone at his desk and was in a daze for a long time.

He clicked on Qin Zhenzhen's WeChat profile picture.

The chat dialog box was also opened, then exited, then opened again, then exited, and so on.

After all, he didn't send out the greetings he wanted to say.

Even though it has been edited in the dialog box, it is still deleted completely in the end.

……

After Qiao Changan left Qiao Ernian, he went back to the hospital and met Li Yu in the hospital.

The two of them were standing at the corner of the corridor of the hospital's surgical clinic.

Even after being a doctor for so many years, Li Yu still hates the smell of disinfectant in hospitals.

But because there was a loved one in front of him, the air instantly turned sweet.

He took off his mask, brushed the loose hair on Qiao Changan's face, and tucked it behind her ears, "What do you want from me? I have an operation in ten minutes, and I can stay with you for another five minutes."

"I'll leave after I finish." Qiao Changan also felt that the air full of disinfectant smell turned sweet.

So she had a sunny smile on her face, "My aunt called me today."

"Why is my mother calling you?" Li Yu asked.

Qiao Changan put his hands into the pockets of his white coat, his smile reduced by half, and he showed a slightly angry expression, "It's not because of you that you insist on telling everyone that I have a mental problem. My aunt persuaded me to go with her to see a psychiatrist. Doctor. If I tell my aunt that I have no psychological problems, she will think that I have more problems. What do you think I should do? Also, I learned Zhu Youshu, and you have to help me lie in front of everyone. Otherwise it would be too public."

Now Li Yu believed in Qiao Changan's Hui Zhu Youshu.

Because she actually made his little finger that was cut off grow back.

Moreover, she completely healed him from the gunshot wound that originally took him half a month to recover from in just one night.

He thought for a while and said, "Don't worry, apart from you, me and your dad, I won't tell the fourth person about this matter. I'll just tell my parents and my aunt. It's not that you have a mental problem." , I had a mental problem and was talking nonsense. I told them that I was the one who should see a psychiatrist."

"Is it possible?" Qiao Changan was a little worried.

Li Yu rubbed her head and said, "I will handle it anyway, don't worry."

Qiao Changan: "Then I'll leave it to you. I'll go back to the department."

When she turned to leave, Li Yu called her again, "An'an."

She turned around and looked back, "Is there anything else?"

Li Yu: "Have you signed up for next week's seminar on integrated traditional Chinese and Western medicine?"

Qiao Changan nodded, "My uncle signed me up, will you go too?"

Li Yu: "That's great, I'll go too."

Qiao Changan: "By the way, Ayu, do you know Dr. Liang who was responsible for the autopsy of the junior high school student who was killed by three minors in Handan District?"

Li Yu: "Why do you ask this?"

Qiao Changan: "Have the autopsy results come out?"

Li Yu: "He just went this morning, and the result was not that fast."

Qiao Changan: "I want to see the child who was killed."

Li Yu: "You don't want to..."

Qiao Changan: "You guessed it right."

Li Yu: "Then I'll go with you. My operation only takes thirty minutes. It's quick. Just wait for me."

Yesterday, a junior high school student was killed and buried by three students from the same school, which caused an uproar on the Internet.

Qiao Changan also paid attention to this matter.

There were almost unanimous calls on the Internet, everyone said that these three demons should be killed with their lives.

However, existing laws stipulate that minors under the age of fourteen do not need to bear criminal responsibility even if they kill someone.

What a pity that this well-behaved, sensible, kind and simple child died in vain.

Although she and Ayu's previous child was aborted and she had not truly become a mother, she could empathize with how sad and desperate the parents of the dead child were.

Those three demons really deserved the death penalty.

After Li Yu completed this minor operation, he went to the Han Dan District next door with her.

Dr. Liang, who was in charge of the autopsy, was Li Yu's friend. He took them to the Forensic Identification Center in Handan District.

The deceased Xiaoguang was lying in a separate autopsy room, and the cold air inside was turned on very low.

Li Yu brought the clothes and put them on Qiao Changan.

Qiao Changan glanced at the unrecognizable child. He had injuries all over his body, and one of his eyeballs fell out. He suddenly felt very uncomfortable, his nose was sore, and something came out of his eyes.

Those were her tears of sympathy for the child.

She knelt down and looked at the identification registration information next to the child's body.

There was the child's ID number on it, and she used this to deduce the child's year and month of birth, as well as the birth date.

Li Yu was responsible for diverting Forensic Liang's attention.

The two chatted about some recent cases, and Li Yu asked, "Old Liang, you have been in this business for a long time, do you really not feel any psychological pressure?"

"Isn't it the same for you? Although you treat living people, you also see life and death every day. Why can't I bear the pressure that you can bear." Dr. Liang chatted with Li Yu.

A few minutes later, Qiao Changan exclaimed, "Forensic Doctor Liang, come here and take a look. The deceased seems to have a pulse."

"How is that possible?" Forensic Doctor Liang walked over, "You have been dead for more than forty hours, how can you still have a pulse?"

Regardless of the difference between men and women, Qiao Changan directly took forensic doctor Liang's hand and placed it on the deceased's pulse point.

Qiao Changan felt the pulse that grew from scratch, from weak to strong, and Dr. Liang also felt it.

He thought it was amazing!

He stretched out his hand and found a weak breath, "Send to the hospital quickly."

The deceased, Xiaoguang, was sent to the nearest local hospital.

That hospital was not the hospital where Qiao Changan and Li Yu were, but they knew that Xiaoguang would definitely be rescued.

After that, Li Yu and Qiao Changan went back.

That night, a piece of news that went straight to the hot search was released, that is, the victim was rescued after his faint breath of life was detected by the forensic doctor.

People all over the Internet cheered, but they also strongly demanded a harsh sentence for the three minors who committed the murder.

After dinner, Qiao Changan and Li Yu took a walk by the lake in the community.

Li Yu held Qiao Changan's hand tightly, "Can I learn Zhu Youshu with you?"

Qiao Changan stopped and said, "No. Not everyone can join this profession, and I am the destined successor. People who learn this have a hard life, but it is different now. The master gave us a safety rope."

She raised Li Yu's hand and raised the safety rope they both wore, "Remember, don't take this off. Don't take it off, otherwise you will be in big trouble."

Under the moonlight, she smiled playfully and beautifully.

Just looking at her made Li Yu unable to restrain himself.

He didn't know the big trouble of taking off the safety rope or not.

All he knew was that he was in big trouble.

When he lowered his head, he kissed her hair and then her earlobe, "An'an, we are not going back tonight. How about we go get a room?"

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