folk detective

Chapter 275 The dosage increased, but the condition did not improve
The dose is increased!

But the condition has not improved, which is naturally worth pondering.

After finding out about Elder Ding's condition, Liu Mang planned to go to Shi's Nursing Home to ask the attending doctor in charge of Elder Ding.

As Mr. Ding's condition deteriorated, it would be most appropriate to ask the doctor in charge of Mr. Ding, so that he could have a better understanding of Mr. Ding's condition during his hospitalization, not just talk on paper.

"Brother, I'm hungry."

When Liu Mang stopped, Xiao Doubi also stopped. He only felt that his old eyes were dim, his brain was flickering, and he was in a trance like sleepwalking: "It's already afternoon, do you want to order a big meal and make up for it?" brain?"

Staring at the video is the most exhausting brain.

"You order! During the investigation period, if you are with me, you will be reimbursed together. If you are by yourself, you will be subsidized by 15 yuan per meal." Liu Mang said lightly.

It was not easy to solve the case, Liu Mang didn't want Xiao Doubi to think that he was a stingy boss.

In this case, after a long time, Xiao Doubi will definitely be buried in his heart.

Once negative emotions arise, it will affect the ability to handle the case. Liu Mang doesn't want to make Xiao Doubi less active in his work because of the mere meal fee.

That's not worth the candle.

"The boss is the boss, hahaha!"

Xiao Doubi burst out laughing, picked up his mobile phone to order food on Meituan.

Judging from the current workload, he can't finish watching these videos in a week.

Even if you work so hard, you can't treat yourself badly!
Liu Mang lay on the sofa and squinted his eyes. He also felt a little tired. He was so busy studying until now that he even forgot his hunger. When he relaxed now, he felt a little dizzy.

"That's right, big brother!"

Xiao Doubi, who was ordering food with his mobile phone, looked at Liu Mang lying on the sofa, "Didn't you say you bought a house last time? Why haven't you bought it until now?"

Xiao Doubi knew that after Liu Mang solved the case, he made some money and planned to buy a house with his sister-in-law.

I heard it was a wedding room.

Used for marriage.

"It's hard to find a large apartment."

Liu Mang was also in a hurry, but there was really no rush to buy a house, unless buying a villa.

But he couldn't afford a villa, so he could only buy a commercial house, but nowadays, there are not many commercial houses with six or seven rooms, and even few five-room houses.

Liu Mang searched for it for a while years ago, but he couldn't find it at all.

It just so happened that it was the Spring Festival, there was a case in hand, and the real estate was empty. Even if Liu Mang wanted to see the house, he didn't have the time or energy.

Very busy!

"Oh!"

Xiao Doubi groaned, "If this case can't be solved for a few months, then brother, wouldn't you still have to live here for a few months?"

"..." Liu Mang was thinking about this question in his spare time, but right now he was out of resources. "It's important to solve the case. Let's talk about the house when we have time!"

"It's ready."

Putting down the phone, Xiao Doubi stood up and shrugged, flexing his muscles.

Sitting in front of the computer for a few hours, I felt my whole body was stiff: "Brother, if you said that Mr. Ding committed suicide, why did he commit suicide?"

This question has been lingering in Xiao Doubi's mind.

Unusual death.

Nothing more than three situations.

murder.

suicide.

Accident!

Judging from the clues we have so far, Ding was always determined to have accidentally used an overdose of sleeping pills, resulting in an accidental death.

To put it succinctly: it is accidental death caused by taking sleeping pills carelessly.

But this inadvertence, if there is no strong evidence, can easily be questioned as: suicide or murder.

Whether it was murder or not, I don't know yet, but there must be a guess.

Similarly, whether it was suicide or not, there is not enough evidence to prove that it must be speculated.

Liu Mang walked to the corner of the room and took out a bottle of white wine that he had treasured for a long time. This is the wine of his hometown, and he would not be willing to drink it under normal circumstances.

This is grandpa. When he started his business, he gave him a bottle of white wine. He heard from grandpa that this bottle of wine was old, and that it was to celebrate his success in starting a business.

Liu Mang's career has been tepid these years, and he is in a half-dead state, so he dare not touch this bottle of wine and has been hiding it in a corner.

now……

The private detective business can be said to be a success. Although it is not very successful, at least it can be celebrated, and it is qualified to open the bottle of hometown liquor that grandpa gave.

After pouring a small cup, Liu Mang took a sip of his stomach, feeling his whole body was burning, his stomach was extremely hot, and the coldness in his body was driven away in an instant: "At Mr. Ding's age, unless he is tortured by a serious illness, Otherwise, he would not commit suicide."

For things like suicide.

Liu Mang still had some understanding. Unless someone was mentally ill, under normal circumstances, no one would think of committing suicide.

Mr. Ding is not short of money. Although he is bedridden, it is not the kind of illness that can torture him to the point of death, nor is it depression. In addition, Mr. Ding is not short of money, nor has he been hit by anyone.

Excluding all kinds of circumstances, Liu Mang really couldn't figure out the reason why Mr. Ding wanted to commit suicide.

Not at all.

Really, not at all.

But what if it must be suicide?
Xiao Doubi still insisted on listening to the speculation that Ding always committed suicide, how should Liu Mang analyze and treat this issue.

The hot and curious eyes made Liu Mang feel speechless. He snorted: "A big man like Ding who has experienced great storms and created a business empire single-handedly, don't try to guess the cause of his suicide, because you can't guess. I can't figure it out either."

Mr. Ding didn't lack anything, and he wasn't suffering from a terminal illness, but just insomnia. Under such circumstances, there was no reason for him to commit suicide.

If he could think of it, the police would certainly be able to make a judgment based on the available evidence.

"what!"

Xiao Doubi, who was very curious, was stunned when he heard Liu Mang's categorical words: "Brother, are you so sure that Mr. Ding must have been murdered?"

"nonsense!"

Liu Mang gave a funny look: "Suicide is impossible, and it is unconvincing to judge it as an accidental death, so the probability of murder is very high, and Ding Lao does not seem like a person who would commit suicide."

"And, look here!"

Liu Mang took out a document and threw it in front of Xiao Doubi. It was a prescription for sleeping pills issued by the nursing home for Mr. Ding.

It was clearly written on it that under the dosage of sleeping pills that Mr. Ding took every day, it was impossible for Mr. Ding to have an accident.Unless Mr. Ding deliberately refuses to take it, he hides the sleeping pills and takes them all at once after hiding a certain amount.

But Mr. Ding showed no signs of committing suicide.

So, what is he doing with so many sleeping pills?
Really doubtful.

The only conclusion of collecting sleeping pills is suicide.

Unless, these sleeping pills are not collected by Mr. Ding.

But if it was suicide, an excessive amount of sleeping pill liquid was found in the cup, and when the nurse found that Mr. Ding was dead, his face was filled with happiness and excitement, how to explain it?
How could a person who committed suicide keep such a look on his face.

It doesn't make sense at all.

The only explanation is that Mr. Ding did not commit suicide.

Xiao Doubi picked up the prescription and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see any clues. After all, he didn't know anything about the medical field, so even if he saw the prescription, it was difficult to understand the signature on the prescription.

"This is their payment slip for buying medicine."

Liu Mang found out a stack of bills from the table again: "This is how nursing homes are. After the doctor writes a prescription, the head nurse or nurse at the nurse's station goes to get the medicine once a week. It is taken once a week, but it is distributed to patients, but it is given again and again, and it will never be given to patients in advance."

All medicines are usually placed in the nurse station after they are taken out from the pharmacy, and the nurse reminds the patient when to take the medicine and supervises the patient to take it face to face.

Because some patients living in nursing homes have lost their ability to move, cannot take care of themselves, and cannot remember when they need to take medicine.

At this time, you need the help of a nurse.

Therefore, in order to unify and rationalize management, the patients’ taking and taking medicines are all managed by nurses, so as to facilitate timely supervision and urge patients to take medicines, so that the body can maintain or maintain without deterioration.

Otherwise, all the medicines are given to the patient, and the nurse does not supervise. If the patient forgets to take it for several days in a row, or takes the wrong medicine, or takes more... If something happens, no one can afford it.

The nurse who took care of Mr. Ding said that she almost left after watching Mr. Ding take the medicine.

Only once or twice, I didn't see Ding Lao eating with my own eyes.

Once or twice, the stash of sleeping pills was far from deadly in excess.

Liu Mang actually thinks that Mr. Ding did not commit suicide, so there is no need for Xiaodoubi to continue making assumptions.

There is no such assumption.

It's like, a person is killed suddenly, dies abnormally, but it is said that he is dying, isn't this nonsense?
Say it, who will believe it?

Even a fool would not believe it.

The lunch was ordered from the big restaurant, with a total of five dishes. The reason for the Chinese New Year, this meal cost more than 300 yuan.

No way, the second day of the new year!

The food delivery has to triple the wages!
Hotels have also temporarily raised prices.

Five dishes cost 300 yuan, which is actually not very expensive.

After putting the food on the table, Liu Mang poured a small cup for Xiao Doubi: "You! Don't think too much, don't think too much, right now we are investigating the case in the direction of murder, investigating clues, collecting evidence, So don't keep thinking about suicide, accidents and the like. If this is the case, we don't have to work, and we can just return the money to Shi Shini, the president of the Ding Group."

Shi Shini was looking for him.

It was because Shi Shini and Ding Lao's daughter suspected that Ding Lao's death was not an accident, but an unknown secret.

Not sure if it's murder though.

But at least there are shady secrets.

Otherwise, what about the suicide note?

Why was he found dead on the first day of the new year?

and not other times?
The time of death is too strange.

It was New Year's Eve before the first day of the new year, and from Uncle Biao's mouth at the New Year's Eve party, Liu Mang knew that Mr. Ding had a very happy life, and there was no clue that he wanted to die.

"makes sense."

After being taught a lesson by Liu Mang, Xiao Doubi also thought it was true. He first looked for the direction of murder to investigate the case, but in the end he couldn't find out what he was talking about.

If you don't even check, you just think about it, which is really not conducive to solving the case, and even adds unnecessary hurdles and obstacles to yourself.

"I'm going to visit Shi's Nursing Home later."

Liu Mang only drank a small cup, not too much, because he was going to drive out later and couldn't drink.

So after drinking this cup, rested for an hour before setting off, so that this small cup, that is, a small sip of hometown baijiu, should dissipate the drunkenness.

"Ah!" The little Doubi, who was wearing gloves and was holding a pig's trotter, was surprised when he heard Liu Mang say this: "You still want to visit Uncle Biao?"

"no!"

Liu Mang shook his head, also grabbed a pig's trotter, and was eating: "I'm going to find the doctor in charge of Mr. Ding. Judging from Mr. Ding's recent bills and diagnosis and treatment, Mr. Ding's insomnia is getting worse and worse. , taking more and more medicines, but the condition has not been effectively controlled or improved at all, I want to ask in person.”

"Brother, why don't you let me do this kind of trivial matter?" Xiao Doubi frowned.

How can I let my eldest brother go about running errands!

"Small things? No, details matter."

Liu Mang stared at Xiao Doubi carefully: "Remember, the details of solving a case, many clues and inspirations, are hidden in the details. Don't ignore the details, otherwise, you will ignore the key evidence to solve this case. "

These words were a bit too inscrutable, obscure and difficult to understand. With Xiao Doubi's IQ and cultural level, he didn't understand clearly at once: "Brother, what do you usually refer to in the details?"

"all!"

Liu Mang said solemnly: "Details often refer to the details of seemingly ordinary things. The more you don't pay attention to them, the more important they will be."

"Oh!" Xiao Doubi was still confused.

But he understood a little bit, that is, no matter what happens, he must treat it with caution and not slack off.

After eating a full meal, Liu Mang rested for an hour and didn't go out until after five o'clock.

Now it's Chinese New Year, there are not many doctors in Shi's Nursing Home, most of them have gone home for Chinese New Year, leaving only the doctors on duty.

As for the doctors on duty, during the Chinese New Year period, they often stay in the hospital, eating, drinking, and sleeping in the hospital.

Therefore, for doctors, even if it is a special holiday, there is no saying that they are off work, especially during the Chinese New Year.

"Who are you looking for?"

It was past six o'clock when we arrived at Shi's Nursing Home.

In winter, it gets dark early after six o'clock.

Morning, noon and evening ward rounds are a routine work that doctors in Shi's Nursing Home must do every day.

The doctor on duty who was in charge of Mr. Ding and Uncle Biao's floor saw Liu Mang waiting for him in the office next to the nurse's station. The doctor on duty was surprised and didn't know who Liu Mang was looking for.

"this is my name card."

Liu Mang took out a business card from his arms and handed it to the doctor on duty with both hands: "I was invited by Shi Shini, the president of the Shi Group, and I have greeted your dean. I am here today to ask you to understand something. About Old Ding."

The doctor on duty is the chief physician on this floor.

He's a native and lives in the city.

Doctors from other places have all gone home for the New Year.

And he is the director and a local, so he voluntarily applied to stay on duty and let his colleagues who live in other places go home for the New Year.

Because his home is close, if there is nothing to do, he can still go home and have a look.

In fact, he was very clear about the death of Mr. Ding.

I also heard that the president of the group invited a detective to secretly investigate the death of Mr. Ding.

"Sit down! I'll pour you a glass of water."

It turned out to be a detective invited by the president. Of course, the doctor on duty should respect him and dare not neglect him in the slightest. Even though Liu Mang looked very young, he still politely poured a glass of water to Liu Mang: "Tell me! What's the matter?" , as long as I can help, I will definitely help."

Regarding Ding Lao's death, in fact, he also felt strange.

But no evidence can be produced, and there is nothing reasonable about the strangeness of intuition.

"Illness! Old Ding's condition, why is the dosage of sleeping pills getting higher and higher, but his condition has not improved accordingly?" Liu Mang said straight to the point.



　Hahaha!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)