The two watched the long shadow of the nurse swaying away in the dim aisle, and then left the utility room.
There is no sunlight entering the long and narrow corridor. Even if there are cleaners cleaning in time every day, there is still a damp and moldy smell in the air.
He Jueyun didn't like hospitals since he was a child. He sniffed uncomfortably, slowed down, and flipped through the booklet in his hand.
He didn't write down anything important just now, but judging from the nurse's last few statements, Tian Zhaoguang might not have been so "innocent" before his death, at least during the operation of Liu Chen's nephew, he might have indeed appeared. some small accident.
The accident was finally remedied and controlled by his professional skills in a timely manner, and it should be a normal risk within the scope of medical treatment.
However, after being found out by Liu Chen, his small mistake was magnified, investigated, and overly scolded.
Liu Chen may indeed have heard this incident by accident somewhere in the hospital. From a layman's point of view, he insists that he is right and does not accept professional explanations.
The hospital's maintenance of Tian Zhaohua, in his eyes, belonged to favoritism between people of the same camp, and the stagnant communication between the two sides intensified his emotions, causing him to make extreme actions in the end.
So far it looks like this.
He Jueyun put away the book and said, "It seems that Tian Zhaohua has a good reputation. Even after more than ten years and those scandals on his body, there are still people who are willing to speak for him."
Qiong Cang said: "People who are really familiar with each other should not be easily influenced by external comments.
On the contrary, some half-familiar people danced the happiest after the other party's accident. "
He Jueyun: "That's true."
When someone came towards him, He Jueyun stopped his voice, and waited for the others to go away before continuing: "However, before you ask about Mei Shiyong, you let her go."
Qiong Cang said with a smile: "You can tell from her tone that she supports Tian Zhaohua, almost half a fan.
Then her point of view will definitely be: fairy dance.
There is no need to ask, it is better to find a second personal card.
Have it? "
He Jueyun pointed upstairs and motioned to continue the interview.
Today there is a doctor in the same department as Tian Zhaohua who is on duty. That doctor is rarely on duty now, and basically holds meetings everywhere. They were lucky today, and they came together just in time.
When He Jueyun passed by, a patient was still sitting in the room.
The middle-aged man was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses and was explaining to the other person lukewarmly.
The two stood at the door and waited quietly. After the patient was diagnosed, they stepped forward and took out their documents and said, "Excuse me, five minutes."
The doctor had already been informed, so he calmly nodded to the patients crowded at the door, motioned them to go out and wait, got up, closed the door, and turned back.
"sit."
He dragged two round stools in front of the two of them and let them take care of themselves.
Flatten the white coat and sit down opposite.
He Jueyun said: "I came today mainly to ask about Tian Zhaohua."
The doctor helped his glasses: "Dr. Tian is a good person, and he was highly valued in our hospital before.
He has decent features, a generous personality, and is usually very talkative, and has a good relationship with nurses and patients. "
He Jueyun looked at him without a trace: "How much do you know about the operation that involved a medical malpractice dispute?"
"We all discussed it at the time," the doctor said.
After all, they are peers, and they stand by the operating table too much, and it is inevitable that they will encounter similar situations.
His description of the operation was almost the same as what the nurse said—believing in the results of the appraisal meeting, and expressing sympathy for Tian Zhaohua's tragedy.
This elderly doctor is obviously much more sophisticated than the previous nurse.
The tone of his mouth, the expression on his face, all switched between appropriate emotions, and at the same time he was very calm, so that people couldn't see too much.
Even the sky can't find an opportunity to talk.
He Jueyun noticed that the people around him had changed their posture, their legs were raised, and their posture became lazy, so he changed the subject.
"Then do you know the relationship between Tian Zhaohua and Mei Shiyong?"
The doctor whispered, "Mei Shiyong?"
He Jueyun: "It's the woman who accused Tian Zhaohua of sexual assault after she became pregnant."
"Oh, her.
She has come to our hospital, but she is not my patient, so I don't know her very well. "
The doctor moved his gaze down, looked at the corner of the table not far away, and recalled carefully, "The girl seemed to be quiet on the surface, she usually likes to circle around Dr. Tian, and occasionally brings him food.
I thought it was just an expression from an ordinary patient to thank the doctor. After all, Dr. Tian got married a long time ago.
Alas, I really didn't expect this kind of thing to happen to the two of them in the end. "
He Jueyun asked, "Dr. Tian is usually very popular in the hospital, right?"
"Yes, he is handsome, has a successful career, and has a good temper.
As far as heterosexuality is concerned, I am quite envious of him. "
The doctor pulled the corner of his mouth and said seriously after joking, "But he usually keeps a distance from the patient, and our hospital doesn't agree that the doctor is too close to the patient in private.
Besides, everyone is so busy with work, how can they have so much time? "
"In other words, was Mei Shiyong the one who pursued him first?"
The doctor smiled lightly, and answered without any leakage: "How do I know whether they are pursuing or thanking them in private
However, the patient still had a good impression of Dr. Tian. "
"Has Tian Zhaohua responded
Do you know when the two of them started their relationship? "
"How can I pay attention to them?"
The doctor took the thermos cup beside him, unscrewed it, took a sip, and said calmly, "Doctor Tian is a person who pays attention to influence. Everyone in the hospital knows that he is married. I saw him in the hospital several times. The two of them stood together, just chatting for a while without any clues.
Later, the girl didn't come to the hospital at all. The accusation of sexual assault came out suddenly, and our colleagues were shocked. "
His glasses were steamed white by the heat in the cup, blocking his vision behind him.
Qiong Cang asked, "How is the relationship between Dr. Tian and his wife?"
Hearing the sound, the doctor tilted his head in her direction, probably thinking her voice was strange.
"What do you want to ask, I can't tell."
The doctor took off his glasses and carefully wiped them with the corners of his clothes, "Mrs. Tian has a job herself and rarely comes to visit the class.
I have worked with Dr. Tian for so long, and I have probably met his wife once or twice. I heard that the two were introduced by their parents and met on a blind date. "
He put on his glasses again, bowed his head and sighed helplessly, and said, "Actually, it's normal for us to work overtime and donate surgery. I usually don't have that free time, and I don't know very well about other people's family affairs.
Dr. Tian's reputation has always been good. Before the accident, we all thought that his family relationship was very harmonious, but now you ask me, I dare not draw a conclusion. "
He Jueyun nodded, his eyes fluttered, and he subconsciously looked back at Qiong Cang.
Qiong Cang's eyes were as calm as water, half-drooping his eyelids, he also looked at him.
The eyes of the two hooked in the air, they failed to receive each other's information, and each moved away with confusion.
Anyway, judging from the testimony of the two witnesses I have come into contact with so far, Tian Zhaohua's image is that of a good old man who has suffered unjust injustice, which is almost the same as what Tian Rui said.
If it is true, He Jueyun will bow his head and sigh a pity for him.
The doctor raised his watch and said, "I added more than a dozen patient numbers today, look..."
He Jueyun came back to his senses: "Excuse me, thank you for your cooperation.
Keep busy. "
"Should be."
The doctor stood up to say goodbye, "I just don't know, Dr. Tian has been dead for so many years, and Sanyao is now starting to re-investigate. Is it because of Dr. Tian's accident that there is something else hidden?"
He Jueyun slowed down and said, "It's nothing, it's Sanyao's plan to make a topic on social hotspots.
The case of Dr. Tian Zhaohua was unclear at the time, and the family hoped that we could give a result. "
The doctor said clearly: "So it is."
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After leaving the hospital, it was almost noon.
The two stood under the sun for a while, and when they heard a noise in their abdominal cavity, they decided to choose one of the fried noodle shops on the street to solve their lunch.
Qiongcang began to miss Sanyao's time adjustment function.
Because in her eyes, anything that hinders her from satisfying her curiosity, such as eating, sleeping, rushing on the road, going to the toilet, etc., is a waste of life.
He Jueyun thought that the child had a deep misunderstanding of himself: "I see you enjoy eating."
Qiong Cang sighed sadly, "Just accept it."
He Jueyun: "..." Are you still shameless
Probably because his disgusted expression was not concealed, Qiong Cang squinted at him, stretched out his hand and gave a meaningful nod in the void: "Apply for mute."
He Jueyun pouted, ignoring her, and walked straight into the shop in front.
Tell him to shut up, he understands.
The expression is rather tactful.
The two had a simple meal, and then drove to find Liu Chen.
Sanyao's information network is very powerful in finding people. As long as the other party doesn't want to hide their tracks, Sanyao can simply contact the target through the account registration information.
Song Shu had already communicated with Liu Chen yesterday.
Liu Chen learned on the phone that they were from the murder analysis studio, readily agreed to their request, and left them the address.
Because he still has to work, and the work place will change, He Jueyun and others can only make an appointment to find him again.
During a brief exchange with him, Song Shu recorded some simple information.
After Liu Chen was released from prison, he has been working in a decoration company.
It's not a regular worker, so I just hang out with a familiar Baotou from the same village, doing woodwork, and it's usually a little harder, but it's still no problem to support my family.
When He Jueyun found him, he was helping decorate a family's home.
There was the noise of various engines on the scene, and a group of three or five thick workers were scattered in every corner, their faces covered with raised ashes, and it was unclear who was who for a while.
He Jueyun shouted a few times, and after a while, one person stopped the work at hand and walked towards them.
Liu Chen's feet were a little lame, the aftermath of a car accident.
He didn't have much savings at the time, and he didn't take good care of it at all. Later, he was imprisoned, and his recuperation was not good, so the root of the disease fell.
"Is that you?"
Liu Chen's voice was a bit social, and maybe he didn't mean that, but it always sounded like a teasing or irony in it.
He patted his hair.
Shake out the flying dust: "The employees of big companies have to be assessed for their appearance now?"
Qiong Cang said: "Where, in front of my IQ, my appearance is still not on the table."
He Jueyun unconsciously used the honorific: "...You are humble, aren't you."
Liu Chen walked to the stairwell outside the house, stepped on the stone steps slightly higher, and squatted down in an indecent posture.
This action made him feel a little more comfortable.
His hands were stained black with dust, he took out a cigarette from the same discolored trouser pocket, lit it, and took a deep breath.
White smoke rose up, covering the three of them.
The strong smell of tobacco quickly spread through the air.
Qiong Cang and others couldn't find a suitable position, so they retreated to the poles, stood at the level of his line of sight, and quietly waited for him to speak.
He really had the opportunity to speak, but Liu Chen didn't know how to speak.
"That Tian Zhaohua..." The wrinkles on Liu Chen's face were deeply wrinkled, and the corners of his eyes and lips were filled with bitterness, blurring the outline of his facial features.
The loose and rough skin is enough to prove that he has been down and out in recent years.
Liu Chen slowly exhaled a puff of white smoke and cursed, "He's a lunatic!"