Play Nice

Chapter 202 202: Self-healing exposed, Jing Zhao doubts his identity (two more)

Around twelve o'clock in the evening, there was a wave of food poisoning patients in and out of the emergency room, all students from a nearby high school.When Qin Xiang and Zhou Ziheng came to register, there were people lining up at the triage desk.

The nurse on duty came over to take Zhou Ziheng's temperature and blood pressure after treating the patient at hand. He was inflamed by trauma and needed anti-infective treatment.

"The family members go and make a call first."

Qin Xiang frowned, hesitated for a while, and then said to Zhou Ziheng, "I'll go to register, you sit here and wait for a while."

Zhou Ziheng sat on the waiting chair and hummed.

Qin Xiang left him behind and went to the triage table.

The nurse at the triage desk said, "Give me the ID card."

Zhou Ziheng did not have an ID card.

Qin Xiang explained the situation to the nurse in a low voice: "We came out in a hurry, we didn't bring our ID card, can we?"

The nurse said, "The health insurance card is also fine."

"I didn't bring it either." Qin Xiang was very anxious, "Can you register first?"

The nurse gave her a list of registration information: "Remember the ID number?"

Qin Xiang looked embarrassed: "Do you have to fill in?"

The nurse was a little impatient: "Now you have to register with your real name."

Qin Xiang had no choice. When writing, he covered his hands and filled in Chen Yedu's information, hoping that the nurse would not read the patient's name, so that she could hide the list from Zhou Ziheng.

Zhou Ziheng was so dizzy with the heat that he was lying on the chair, his eyelids drooping.Someone came over and took the seat next to him.

The man called: "Yedu."

Zhou Ziheng's eyelids moved, and there were double images in his sight, which, together with the lights, made him dazzled.

"Why are you in Hwaseong?"

Seeing that he didn't answer, the man asked, "Why is it uncomfortable?"

He didn't want to talk, he was annoyed.

"Chen Yedu."

A hand stretched out in front of him and shook it.

He pushed away unceremoniously: "Who are you?" Why do you keep talking to him.

The other party replied: "Jing Zhao."

Zhou Ziheng didn't recognize it. He was already uncomfortable, and he had no good temper. He said in a rough voice, "You have recognized the wrong person."

"Feel sorry."

Jing Zhao got up and sat on the opposite chair.

Qin Xiang came over after signing up, because he was anxious and didn't have the heart to care about his surroundings, so he went straight to Zhou Ziheng's side.

"Self-inflicted."

He was lying on the chair with his hands on the pillow, very uncomfortable: "Well."

Qin Xiang squatted down, his voice was very soft, as if talking to a child: "Can you go?"

It wouldn't be impossible to go.

Zhou Ziheng stretched out his hand and said weakly, "You help me."

Qin Xiang helped Zhou Ziheng to the emergency department, Zhou Ziheng turned his head before he left, and gave Jing Zhao a cold look.

Jing Zhao found that Chen Yedu's phone was off. He called several times, but to no avail.

He sent a message to Fang Lushen: [call me when you wake up]

His injury has been dealt with, so he got up and walked outside. Before he left the hospital, Fang Lushen called.

"Didn't sleep?"

It's past zero.

"If you have a case, stay up late in the bureau." Fang Lushen asked, "Is there anything you need to find me?"

"Is there anything unusual in Ye Du these days?"

"I haven't seen him since the Lantern Festival, and I can't get through on the phone." Fang Lushen was smoking over there, his voice was a little hoarse, "The stupid brother of my family also came to me a few days ago to inquire about Yedu's current situation, what's the situation? Are you? Don't you know what?"

The watch on his hand just now Jing Zhao recognized that Chen Yedu likes to wear a watch with a wider watch because there is a wound from suicide on his wrist.

He also recognized the lady who was supporting the woman, who was Ms. Lu's tenant.

Jing Zhao is not [-]% sure, so it's hard to say for now.

"I don't know, I can't contact him."

The Lantern Festival has passed, the temperature in Huacheng is slowly rising, passers-by on the street take off their heavy coats, and the leaves are beginning to sprout.As soon as the temperature rises, the anti-corrosion work of the funeral home becomes much more difficult.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the funeral home received a special body. The belly of the deceased was gouged out, and all the internal organs were severely damaged, and the body was cut and damaged in many places.

It is quite difficult to repair the remains. Shang Lingling, Lao Pei, Feng Kang, and Xiao Li are responsible for the repair.

After coming out of the repair room, Lao Pei asked Feng Kang, "Are the family members here?"

There is not a single family member in the corridor, which is rare.

"I didn't come." Feng Kang said, "I went to the business office to ask. The deceased had no family members. His colleague handled the 'one-stop' process. The master of the cremation room will come over later."

"One-stop" is a funeral business of the funeral home. The funeral home is solely responsible from the collection of the body to the burial. The family members do not even need to show their faces. Generally, the people who handle the "one-stop" are mostly elderly people who have lost their only one, but today the deceased is still alive. very young.

The situation is a bit special, and Lao Pei asked more: "What about that colleague?"

"Let's go after paying the money." Feng Kang's mouth was quick. "I heard the master who picked up the corpse said that the gangster inside was a gangster who ran to the dock. When he was fighting with people, he was-"

Lao Pei interrupted: "Xiao Feng." Lao Pei looked serious, "The dead are the greater."

Feng Kang immediately closed his mouth.

It was he who neglected his duty. As a funeral practitioner, it was disrespectful to talk about the deceased in the funeral home.

Feng Kang and Xiao Li went to hand over to the master in the cremation room, and Lao Pei and Shang Lingling went back to the office together

While walking, Lao Pei suddenly said: "I encountered a similar situation in the second year of my work. The deceased was also running the dock, and his internal organs were also dug up."

Shang Lingling did not answer and listened quietly.

"After many years, I saw his picture on TV."

The business leader asked Lao Pei, "Which station?"

Lao Pei turned his head and looked at the direction of the corpse restoration room with a solemn expression: "Central Sixteen Sets."

The central sixteenth set of the empire is the social and legal channel. Generally, there are two types of people whose photos can be posted on the central sixteenth set: criminals, or people's police.

Shang Lingling studied medicine, and he could tell that the deceased's fatal injury was on his head, and his stomach was dug out and his body was destroyed, which was more like a malicious act of revenge.

Back in the office, the business leader looked at the phone. There were three missed calls, and she called them back.

The bell rang for a few seconds.

A colleague was taking a lunch break. The business leader kept his voice very low, but he couldn't hold back his excitement: "Jing Zhao."

Among the three missed calls, one was called by Ms. Lu, and the other two were called by Jing Zhao. The earliest call was at [-]:[-] in the morning.

He waited for more than two hours: "Are you done?"

"Well, just got out of the repair room. Did you get off the plane?"

He said last night, come back today.

"I'm outside the wake, can I come out? Let's meet."

Shang Lingling immediately ran out: "Wait for me."

Jing Zhao stood in the open space outside the wake hall. The stainless steel guardrail he had filled in the suggestion had been repaired, and the sharp edges and corners had been smoothed out.

Behind him is a mother and child, the woman is very young, and the child looks four or five years old.

"Mother."

The woman looked at one place, her eyes red and swollen.

The child took her hand: "Mom, aren't we coming to see Dad? Where's Dad?"

The woman squatted down: "Little good."

"Ah."

The woman pointed to the distance: "Did you see that tall tree?"

The child nodded: "I see."

The tears in the woman's eyes were rolling, but they didn't fall: "There is a fairy on that tree. If you kowtow three times to the tree, the fairy can make your wish come true."

"really?"

"real."

The child said excitedly, "Then I'll go kowtow."

"Go."

The child ran to the big tree.

The woman stood behind, wiping tears with her sleeves, but more and more, more and more.

There are many towering trees in the funeral home. Some people say that there are dead souls on the trees that will not go home, so they cannot be cut down.

The child knelt in front of the tree, kowtowed three times awkwardly, then stood up, dusted the soil from his clothes, and ran back to his mother.

"What did Xiaohao wish for?"

The child's eyes are very clean, there is always light in it, and it will never be gray: "I hope Daddy goes home early."

There are no gods on the tree, nor can they help people realize their wishes.

Behind the tree is the cremation room, and Xiaohao is kowtowing to his father.

There is such a group of people, they lurk in the dark, deal with criminal gangs, they can't have names, they can't have identities, they can't have family members, and they can't even have their own affairs.

They are the heroes of the people.

Behind the woman, there were a few people with red eyes like her. They also looked in the direction of the big tree, but none of them came close. They came to see their comrades in arms.

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　　Catch up, fortunately, there is no interruption today.Everyone go to sleep after reading, don't stay up late, good health is very important.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)