What Su Qingsang didn't expect was that when she arrived at the hospital the next day, the pregnant woman named Zhang Mei was in bad condition again.
She fell down in the ward and suffered severe bleeding. She and Zhang Qiubai tried their best, but they couldn't save Zhang Mei's child.
A baby girl, a baby girl already formed. No matter how much Su Qingsang saw, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.
What surprised her was that Zhang Mei's family members were obviously making a big fuss yesterday, but they stopped scolding them today.
Zhang Mei has been silent since the child was gone, and has been lying there silently and motionless.
Su Qingsang was just an obstetrician and gynecologist. After a few words of comfort and some precautions, he turned and left.
Zuo Hongchen went to a hospital in another city for academic exchanges a week ago and just came back today. As soon as he came back, he came to see Su Qingsang.
The two agreed to go to dinner together. The hospital's cafeteria is on the first floor behind the inpatient department, which is also for the convenience of family members coming to buy meals for patients.
Just halfway through the meal, Su Qingsang and Zuo Hongchen heard screams and noises outside.
After looking at each other in disbelief for a few seconds, the two of them stood up at the same time and rushed outside quickly.
The bloody scene in front of him made Su Qingsang feel sick to his stomach even though he was used to seeing life and death.
Zhang Mei, who she and Zhang Qiubai had finally saved her life in the morning, fell on the open ground with a pool of blood around her.
Zuo Hongchen was just stunned for a moment and rushed over quickly: "Quick, call the cart."
Su Qingsang reacted quickly and stepped forward. Before the cart came, she looked at Zuo Hongchen and shook her head.
"She's not breathing."
After saying these five words, Su Qingsang's eyes were already red.
Zhang Mei's eyes on the ground were wide open, as if she was still looking at the blue sky above her head. Su Qingsang stretched out his hand tremblingly and closed her eyelids.
"Qingsang?" Zuo Hongchen found that her mood was not right. Su Qingsang stood there covering her mouth, her heart throbbing uncomfortably.
"She's not breathing." Su Qingsang shouted again.
The scene was chaotic, with some people screaming, some taking pictures, and some rushing towards us.
Su Qingsang was helped up by Zuo Hongchen: "Qingsang, are you okay?"
"She is my patient." Su Qingsang watched someone cover Zhang Mei's body with a white cloth, tears welling up in her eyes: "She was fine this morning."
"This is none of your business." Zuo Hongchen glanced upstairs: "She should have jumped down by herself."
Su Qingsang remained silent. Gently pulled Zuo Hongchen's hand away.
The police came, and so did the hospital office. There was a lot of noise and the hospital was in a mess.
Su Qingsang stayed in his office waiting for the results.
Soon, the identification results came out. Zhang Mei committed suicide. Natural causes, the police are still investigating further.
Su Qingsang, as Zhang Mei's doctor and the person who participated in Zhang Mei's surgery for two consecutive days, was also called for questioning.
This matter lasted until night, and the police finally finished questioning everyone.
When Su Qingsang left the hospital gate, the cordon had been withdrawn and the police had left.
Huo Jinyao was leaning on the side of the car waiting for her. He saw her coming out in three steps and then in two steps: "Honey, are you off work? I made an appointment to see the car today. Shall we go now?"
Su Qingsang passed him and walked outside without stopping.
Huo Jinyao was stunned for a moment by this sudden move, and the relaxed expression on his face disappeared: "Wife?"
Three updates.
(End of chapter)