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Chapter 1482 No Time to Make Friends
Sunday came in a blink of an eye. Yu Zhiming slept in, which was a rare occasion, and did not get up until after seven in the morning.

The Yu family’s breakfast was therefore postponed to eight o’clock in the morning.

Facing a table full of delicious breakfast, Yu Zhiming suddenly sighed: "I feel that I have become seriously corrupt. Not to mention my pursuit of excellence in food, clothing and shelter, even in my work attitude..."

Yu Zhiming met Qing Ning and Zhou Mo's gazes and continued, "Not as good as before. This year, I've slept in two or three times for non-physical reasons."

“This has never happened in the past.”

Zhou Mo resisted the urge to roll his eyes and said, "Doctor Yu, are you praising yourself? Or are you really reflecting on your feelings?"

Yu Zhiming said seriously: "I am really reflecting on this. My life is too extravagant, and my self-discipline in study and work is not as good as before."

Qing Ning chuckled and said, "Zhi Ming, if you continue to be as self-disciplined as usual in your studies and work, you will probably collapse from exhaustion again."

"As for the extravagant lifestyle, have you not noticed that our country no longer promotes frugality and hard work in its propaganda?"

Yu Zhiming thought about it and nodded, "Indeed, in recent years, we rarely hear about hard work."

Qing Ning smiled and said, "This is because our country wants to use consumption to promote economic growth, so it's not good to talk about frugality and hardship."

"Also, our country has created a group of rich people, and the country is eager for these people to live lavishly and spend all the money they earn."

Qing Ning chuckled again and said, "Especially for someone like you, Zhiming, who earns so much every year and every month, the more you spend, the more you contribute to the country."

Yu Zhiming defended himself by saying, "I spent most of my earnings on buying cars and houses, investing, donating, etc. I didn't save them like Grandet did."

Qing Ning giggled and said, "Zhi Ming, you can make your life even more refined and extravagant."

"For example, clothes are only custom-made. There are dedicated masseurs to give you massages every day, dedicated chefs to prepare meals, and someone to carry your bag when you go out, etc."

Zhou Mo took over the conversation and said with a smile: "Just like a real young master in ancient times, there are at least a dozen people around to serve."

Yu Zhiming rolled his eyes and said, "It's time to have breakfast. We have to go to the hospital later."

Zhou Mo hummed, and suddenly said: "Regarding custom-made clothing, how about leaving it to my mother's studio?"

"Every piece of clothing is guaranteed to be hand-sewn, not only comfortable to wear, but also unique in style..."

At nearly nine o'clock in the morning, Yu Zhiming, accompanied by Qing Ning and Zhou Mo and protected by Zhang Hai and Sun Lin, rushed to the parking lot near Binhai Workers' Hospital in two cars.

As soon as Yu Zhiming got off the car, he heard a shout.

"Doctor Yu!"

Yu Zhiming looked in the direction of the voice and saw a woman wearing a sun hat, sunglasses and a mask, walking quickly towards him accompanied by two people.

It’s Zhong Chunxiao.

Zhong Chunxiao came closer, took off his sunglasses and mask, and said nervously: "It happened right in front of me. I think it's necessary to come and take a look."

Yu Zhiming noticed that Zhong Chunxiao's eyes were bloodshot, obviously because he did not sleep well last night due to his tripping, nervousness, worry, or guilt.

"It's very unlikely that a young person would die from a fall if he doesn't have any serious health problems. Don't think too much about it."

Yu Zhiming said something vaguely to comfort him, and then said, "As a celebrity, it's not appropriate for you to follow us in. Why don't you go back to the hotel first or stay outside and wait for our call?"

Zhong Chunxiao responded with "OK".

Before Yu Zhiming and his companions entered the hospital gate, a group of people, at least 10 to 20 people, came out to greet them.

Some of these people were wearing white coats, some were wearing police uniforms, and some had mournful and sad expressions on their faces.

"Hello, Doctor Yu, I am..."

"Doctor Yu..."

This group of people were stopped by Zhang Hai and Sun Lin, and they rushed to greet each other, which gave Yu Zhiming a headache.

His face darkened and he said unhappily, "I'm here to do an autopsy, not to make friends or chat."

"Take me directly to the autopsy room. There's no need to say anything extra."

After Yu Zhiming finished speaking, everyone shut up and quietly led the way in front.

Nearly ten minutes later, Yu Zhiming, wearing a white coat and ready for an autopsy, walked into a cold room accompanied by Zhang Hai.

In this room, in addition to a corpse covered with a white cloth on the examination table, there were also the deceased's parents, two police officers, and two lawyers as witnesses.

Yu Zhiming lifted the white cloth covering the dead body, and a naked body lying on its back appeared before his eyes.

There were already spots of corpse blood on the body, as well as large bruises, especially the nose, which was deformed from the fall. The chest area was also a continuous purple-black color.

Yu Zhiming knew that these were the marks of injuries caused by cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

He first observed the appearance of the body and found no other signs of trauma except for the nose and bruises.

Yu Zhiming took action and touched the dead man's arms and palms, and immediately knew what was going on.

The man lost consciousness before falling.

Before falling, a person will subconsciously use his palms and arms to support his body, causing his palms and arms to bear greater impact and cause more serious injuries.

Furthermore, the deceased's deformed nose can also serve as evidence.

Before a person falls headfirst, they will subconsciously turn their face to the side and tilt their head back, and most injuries occur to the side of the face and chin.

It's rare to smash your nose into a hole...

Yu Zhiming then examined the brain and indeed found no signs of cerebral hemorrhage or cerebral infarction.

Next, he went straight to the deceased's heart.

During this examination, Yu Zhiming soon made a discovery.

"Did the deceased suffer from inflammation of the heart?"

The deceased's mother choked up as she said, "My son had myocarditis a year and a half ago. Although it was dangerous, it was cured. In the past year or so, he has been full of energy and has rarely even caught a cold."

Yu Zhiming withdrew his hands from the examination and said slowly: "Myocarditis can cause damage to the myocardium, causing some of the myocardium to become fibrotic and lose its original function."

"These fibrotic myocardiums form scars in the heart, which not only reduce heart function, but also make the heart fragile and less resilient."

"When the heart suddenly beats faster for some reason, the myocardial scar cannot withstand the sudden huge force and will rupture."

The father of the deceased asked in a trembling voice: "Doctor Yu, do you mean that my son's heart is broken?"

Yu Zhiming nodded and said, "There is a tear of about three centimeters in his left ventricle, but the tear did not penetrate the heart, allowing blood to fill the pericardium."

"However, this tear in the left ventricle is enough to cause cardiac arrest and lead to sudden death."

After a pause, Yu Zhiming added, "Before the young master fell, he lost consciousness due to cardiac arrest."

Yu Zhiming took off his medical gloves and said, "You can verify my test results."

The deceased's mother sobbed, "Doctor Yu, we naturally trust your examination."

"It's just that Dr. Yu, my son has been fine for more than a year. What could have caused his heart to suddenly be unable to bear it?"

Yu Zhiming said doubtfully, "Didn't Zhou Mo tell you last night? She saw the disgusting photos on your son's phone. Your son was afraid that his secret would be exposed, so he wanted to get the phone back."

"It should be the accidental exposure of the secret photo on the phone that made your son too nervous and his heart rate soared, which in turn caused his heart to be overwhelmed."

The deceased's father said angrily: "The phone has a password, we don't know it, and we haven't opened it yet."

"I have to see what kind of disgusting photo made him so nervous and worried that he might even lose his life..."

The autopsy results came in and Yu Zhiming finished his work.

He walked out of the examination room and briefly informed Qing Ning, Zhou Mo and others who had gathered around him.

Yu Zhiming continued, "Since we are out, let's just take a stroll. It will also be a way to take a break."

Zhou Mo looked relieved and said, "This test result is enough for the great star Zhong to concentrate on his work with peace of mind."

She winked at Qing Ning and said, "I'm going back to work. I won't disturb your time alone..."

Yu Zhiming and Qing Ning had just walked out of the hospital building where the examination room was located hand in hand when they were stopped by a handsome man with a slicked-back hair.

Sun Lin stopped the other person and said expressionlessly, "Doctor Yu is on break and will not see any patients."

The handsome man with slicked-back hair said to Yu Zhiming, "Doctor Yu, I'm Tong Yun'an, a good friend of the deceased. My family owns a listed gaming company and is preparing to enter the film and television industry."

"I've long heard of Doctor Yu's unparalleled demeanor, and today I see that his reputation is well-deserved."

He said sincerely, "I'm not here to see a doctor, I just want to get to know you, Doctor Yu, and make friends with you."

Yu Zhiming said calmly: "Making friends is too much of a luxury for me. I don't have time to make friends..."

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