Forensic pursuit

Nie Fanxin witnessed Wan Yi dissecting the body countless times, either on the spot or on video.She will always praise from the bottom of her heart after the end: "How can you be so charming, I want to keep you private."

Today, too.

Nie Fanxin stared at her for a moment, applied anesthesia, and lost consciousness partially, but could feel the scalpel cutting the skin, and the instruments were pulling the muscles and inner tissues.Compared with the removal of the right kidney an hour ago, the person she loves has lost the calmness he pretended, and can only rely on willpower to hold on.

Ever since she was a child, Nie Fanxin rarely saw Wan Yi cry.However, at this moment, she clearly saw her lover holding a scalpel in front of her, sucking her nose again and again, with tears rolling in her eyes.

At the end of June, the two watched the drama, and the heroine was in charge of the surgery on her mother. Nie Fanxin would ask curiously, "Why can't she cry? Aren't tears normal saline?"

Wan Yi's explanation: "The operation needs to be aseptic, and tears entering the body may cause infection."

At that time, I thought that the heroine was probably very uncomfortable, and she wished she could do it for her.Comparing the situation of the two of them now, she has no doubts about her position in Wan Yi's heart, so Wan Xiaoyu must be suffering heart-piercing pain...

Thinking about it, the teardrops hanging on the eyelashes unstoppably slid down the temples along the end of the eyes.

"Doctor Wan's movements are much slower." Song Zibo pressed on step by step, pulling back Nie Fan's chaotic thoughts.

"Do you know why I don't do it myself?" Song Zibo nodded, and the man holding the remote clicked on the document on the computer desktop in the corner, which was a form recording hospital operations, "I started to be the chief surgeon in 42, and participated in large and small operations." More than 1000 operations have saved the lives of hundreds of patients. My hands only save people, not kill people.”

"Song Zibo, because of your order, how many people died?" The patient was conscious during the surgery under local anesthesia.If the pain intensifies, you can alert the doctor in a low voice, but emotional ups and downs must not be allowed.As soon as Nie Fanxin said this, the smile on Song Zibo's face deepened, but Wan Yi's white lips were slightly opened, with obvious hoarseness, "Fanxin, I can't talk."

"Forensic Doctor Wan, you are too strict. Chatting can relieve Police Officer Nie's nervous state."

As soon as the words finished, the man staring at the monitor suddenly turned around and said, "Brother Bo, the police are coming towards the inpatient department."

Song Zibo walked over quickly without any fear: "The speed is quite fast." Tianyouyou Hospital covers an area of ​​312 mu. There are 15 buildings in total, and they are close to the back door. Song Zibo did not expect that the police would come to the inpatient department within 3 hours.

Only 3 hours have passed.

"Continue." He never thought about being able to retreat unscathed, and he just pulled two people on his back, so why not do it?

***

Outside the internal medicine inpatient building, the captain of the rescue team deployed a search and rescue mission, and Wan Tong opened the side door first.Half an hour ago, she experienced dizziness twice, and her acquaintances were all worried about her physical condition. The acting captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment was even more worried: "Wan Ju, take care of yourself."

Wan Tong waved his hand: "I'm fine, let me tell you about the distribution of heat sources on this floor." The search and rescue dogs were disabled, and the police could use heat sensor detection. Clearly.

The acting captain replied: "There are 30 wards, as well as nurse stations, doctor's offices, etc., and a total of 152 heat source points."

Another policeman sighed dully: "It's a big project."

Wan Tong barely suppressed the ensuing dizziness, and gave an order: "Search one by one, pay attention to your tone when asking patients." She strode to the left, and suddenly stopped in front of the elevator. Next to the drug store on the first floor is an operating room.She asked suspiciously, "Is there an operating room in the internal medicine department?"

"I don't know." The elevator room is next to the nurse's station, and the acting captain asked, "Comrade nurse, I am a policeman from the Municipal Public Security Bureau. I would like to ask, how come there is an operating room in your internal medicine inpatient department?"

"That was the operating room a few years ago. Later, major departments added operating rooms, and the operating rooms on the first and third floors of the basement were abandoned." The four major punctures in internal medicine are all first-level operations and require anesthesia, so some hospitals Most internal medicine will set up an operating room or operating room.Surgical operating rooms have relatively strict requirements and should not be set up on the first floor or the negative floor of the basement. However, medical operations are simple to operate. At that time, Tianyou Hospital considered the cost and saved the occupied space.

"Thank you."

As soon as the acting captain turned around, Wan Tong pressed the elevator button one second ago: "Go and see." Whether the possibility is large or small, you must confirm it with your own eyes.She only took two steps, when she suddenly thought of something, she turned around and asked, "Is there a telephone installed in the operating room?"

Nurse: "Yes, but our department updates the internal phone number every three years, so there is no record on the computer. You can dial 114 to check." The landline phone of the enterprise and institution has signed an agreement, and it can maintain a normal call state for a long time without taking the initiative to stop .

Wan Tong thanks again.

Two minutes later, the acting captain showed the 2-digit number of the memo: "Wanju, we found it."

"Well, prepare first." She didn't know if she could use it, but she was doing criminal investigation work in the early years, so she was fully prepared subconsciously.

The elevator went down, and everyone went out of the elevator door and turned right. The acting captain with the detector in his hand suddenly lowered his voice, his tone obviously excited: "Wanju, there are 5 people in the operating room."

"Give me the number, and others can't act rashly." Wan Tong has dealt with criminals for 30 years, is familiar with criminal psychology, and knows that the hostages are in danger. She must fully understand the situation inside before making arrangements.

In the operating room, Song Zibo took over the left kidney and was doing simple processing on the operating table next to it. At the corner on the right side of the sliding door, the phone rang suddenly, breaking the quiet environment.

The man in front of the computer trembled violently, "Brother Bo, what's going on? Why is someone calling?"

Song Zibo glared at him, took off his gloves and said as he walked, "Why panic?"

Pressing the answer button, Wan Tong's forced and calm voice came through the microphone: "Hello, I want to talk to Director Li Yunsheng."

"Bo, Brother Bo, it's the police." More than 200 surveillance cameras, the man forgot to switch the page, when Wan Tong and his party entered the internal medicine inpatient building, and when they took the elevator down to the basement floor, they failed to capture and inform them in time .

Song Zibo curled his lips, not in a hurry, but sneered, "Director Wan, Ming people don't speak dark words."

Wan Tong suppressed his anger and said clearly: "In this case, the police want to know your subsequent plans? And what requirements must be met to release the hostages?"

"Plan, request?" Song Zibo laughed wildly, "Is it a plan to bury Forensic Physician Wan and Police Officer Nie with him?"

Wan Tong's drooping left hand slowly clenched into a fist: "Song Zibo, you have no right to deprive anyone of their life."

"Director Wan, have you lost your temper so quickly? I think back then, what you did made me lose my father and a complete family!" Song Zibo gritted his teeth, "I just poached Officer Nie's two kidneys to repay you."

"You..." Wan Tong's voice choked up instantly, "It's just two kidneys? Huang Bo's youngest daughter died tragically, and the eldest daughter fell from the 5th floor and is still in the operating room."

Song Zibo frowned, and blurted out, "Little daughter, eldest daughter?"

In front of the operating table, Wan Yi who was washing the wound was slightly stunned, only to realize Nie Fanxin's abnormality a few days ago, probably because she knew the truth of the matter.

"Pei Rong, who you grew up watching and regarded as your younger sister, died of injuries as early as October last year." Wan Tong directed the rescue police to avoid surveillance and move forward against the wall.

"Dead? Didn't she just today..." Two and a half hours ago, he received the news that Pei Rong's life was not in danger, and he even let out a long breath, feeling more relieved than unwilling.

"Last year's bombing, multiple organ failure." Wan Tong mentioned Pei Rong, although he didn't have much contact with him, but the spontaneous sadness was still unavoidable.

Song Zibo felt pain in his heart, and his eyes turned red uncontrollably.Human emotions are always ups and downs, especially in certain circumstances.Before the phone call, Song Zibo collected himself, and argued, "That's because I owe them the Huang family, but not you. After finishing the business, I will apologize with death."

The rescue policemen leaning on both sides of the operating door nodded with gestures. While looking at the heat source branch, Wan Tong solemnly warned: "People inside, listen, the purpose of the police is to arrest the man surnamed Song. Others, as long as they assist the police in rescuing the hostages , have the opportunity to fight for a lighter punishment.”

The distribution plot shows that the red dot on the left is slowly approaching to the right.

Wan Tong strikes while the iron is hot: "No matter how many benefits he gives you, is it useful for those in prison? Striving for the maximum commutation of sentence is the only way out for you."

"Bo, Brother Bo." The man in charge of the surveillance was holding a gun in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was pressed against Song Zibo's temple.

"you dare?"

In front of him, the man straightened up in a rare way: "Brother Bo, I'm sorry, I want to live."

"Add me." The killer knew that his companion had been arrested, thinking that Song Zibo wanted to die, so he might as well turn himself in.

Wan Tong hung up the phone and issued a formal order: "Action."

The policeman on the left side of the operation door kicked the switch at the ankle, and the door slid open. Numerous guns quickly pointed at Song Zibo, warning in unison: "Don't move."

"Don't come in, everyone get out, get out!" Before the operating table, Wan Yi lost control of her emotions which was rare.

Wan Tong looked at his daughter's pale complexion, choked his throat, and ordered Song Zibo to be taken out of the operating room.

The door was closed, and there were only two people left in the operating room. Wan Yi stitched up the incision meticulously, calling Nie Fanxin softly, her voice trembling uncontrollably: "Fanxin."

"Wan Xiaoyu." It's been almost 4 hours since the block anesthesia, and Nie Fanxin can already feel the pain faintly, and she still insists on responding, "I don't hurt, don't worry."

"But..." How could it not hurt?Lidocaine is used for anesthesia, the concentration is not high, Wan Yi guessed it lasted for 4 hours at most.After finishing the suture, she put down the scalpel, supported the operating table to stabilize her body, turned her head, and tears overflowed from her eyes.

But, I will feel bad...

In the next moment, one wrist was not out of the restraint, and the cold hand wrapped her palm, and gently rubbed it through the rubber glove.

"No, but my Wan Xiaoyu is so powerful, it doesn't hurt at all."

The author has something to say: Tears are not saline.

After consulting medical workers and quasi-medical workers, Wan Xiaoyu has the ability to complete kidney removal.As for the friend who thinks that Xiaoyu would rather hurt herself than Fanxin, maybe I don't think so.I want them to live, resist or hurt themselves, probably both are in danger.

Thank you for your waiting and waiting, I still haven’t finished writing today, so there is another chapter in the main text, and I will continue to update it tomorrow. (Continuously slaps in the face)