On the engagement night, I became the favorite of my mortal enemy

Chapter 40

The peasant woman got up from the ground, with a confused expression on her face, and said to herself: "I carried my son all the way from my hometown in the mountains to the big city to see a doctor. No doctor was invited to see me, and no one saw me. I heard someone say at the station that there is a female doctor in Beijing. She is kind-hearted and can save the dead. I also watched the video. The woman with a big belly was injured and her head was bleeding. She was able to save lives. That person Is it you?"

Song Tang was stunned and looked at the woman in confusion.

She thought that the rescue incident might cause a butterfly effect, but she did not expect that it would develop in this direction.

The nurse on the side couldn't stand it and said, "That's because the patient is in shock and is still within the prime rescue time. Of course we have to save him!"

The peasant woman raised her neck and said fiercely: "My son is also in shock, you can also be saved!"

After the peasant woman finished speaking, she reached out and grabbed Song Tang's hand arrogantly, forcing her to perform CPR on her son.

Song Tang could obviously resist, but in this case, it would only further anger a mother who had just experienced the pain of losing her child. Too many such things happened in the hospital. Before the police came, Song Tang could only let it go.

The peasant woman was strong, and she was very strong from doing farm work all year round. Song Tang was pressed to the ground by her, half-crouching next to her son.

The peasant woman was still trying her best to force Song Tang: "Hurry up, just like you saved that woman that day! Hurry up!"

Song Tang looked at the child on the ground. The child was really dead, and there were faint body spots on his body. He had obviously passed the ossification stage and had been dead for at least 12 hours.

But this poor and ignorant mother still refuses to recognize the reality.

Mr. Chen grabbed the peasant woman's clothes and pulled her up to give Song Tang a moment to breathe.

Not long after, several police officers came and took away the bodies of the peasant woman and child, and the farce ended.

Song Tang did not feel relaxed, but felt depressed.

Mr. Chen patted Song Tang on the shoulder: "What, now you even want to save the dead?"

Song Tang said: "I'm just a little sad."

Mr. Chen patted her and returned to his ward with his hands behind his back.

When he got off work, Song Tang changed into casual clothes and walked down the stairs with his bag on his back. Several police officers came towards Song Tang.

"Dr. Song, you are shocked by what happened today."

Song Tang said: "Comrade police, why are you still here?"

Several policemen looked to the corner not far away. Song Tang followed his gaze and saw the mother sitting at the foot of the hospital steps. The body of the child she had been holding was gone.

"Originally, she was supposed to be guilty of picking quarrels and provoking trouble, but because she had just lost her son and was backward-minded, the law prevailed and she was released."

Song Tang couldn't bear to ask: "Where is her son?"

"Staying in the morgue, waiting for cremation, we can't let her carry her all the way back to the mountains, right? Isn't it so hot that maggots will stink out?"

"Then why does she stay here?"

The policeman said: "This is why we stay here. We are worried that she will retaliate against Dr. Song. However, our police force is limited and we cannot guard her for a long time, nor do we have the right to restrict others' freedom. Therefore, Miss Song will have to Be careful yourself.”

Song Tang nodded, thought of something and said, "Comrade police, may I ask? What disease does the child have?"

"Penicillin allergy," the policeman said with a sigh on his face: "The place where they live is remote and there are no reliable doctors. The child had a fever, so his mother took him to a small clinic for an injection without doing a skin test. As soon as he was allergic The child was gone within a few minutes. However, the child's mother still didn't believe that the child was dead. She thought that the disease was not cured, so she had to go to the city to find a doctor. But the child was already dead, who could cure him?

Dr. Song, that is to say, you are unlucky and have been caught up by you. "

Song Tang nodded, then walked towards the peasant woman and half-crouched two steps below her. "Sister, I don't know if there is a custom in your hometown of being laid to rest. If you need it, I can rent an ice coffin to send your child back to your hometown." Song Tang advised.

The peasant woman's eyes were no longer able to cry, and she looked at Song Tang with indifference and hatred: "Don't think that your little favor can bribe me. My son died in your hospital, and he was killed by a quack like you!"

Song Tang frowned and did not waste any more words with the peasant woman. Instead, he stood up and said to the police: "I suspect that she has a mental problem. For the sake of public security, it is better to have her identified."

The policeman frowned: "This can only be handled by contacting the grassroots community where the other party is located. It is not certain whether she comes from a mountainous area and has someone in charge."

Song Tang didn't want to embarrass the police and said nothing more.

The peasant woman, like a god of plague, stared at Song Tang with hateful eyes as she got into the car, and then drove away.

Song Tang held the steering wheel, and his mind was full of the scene of the peasant woman holding the child.

The peasant woman came from a mountain village, but Shangjing is a prosperous city with no mountains or impoverished mountainous areas around it. The peasant woman's child died in a small clinic in the mountain village. So how did she bring her child to Shangjing in one day?
Song Tang parked the car in front of a coffee shop, opened the door and walked in.

"here!"

In front of a coffee table, a young boy excitedly waved to Song Tang.

Song Tang walked over and the boy said, "I'll give you a cappuccino."

Song Tang did not sit down in a hurry, but looked at the boy's arm with a bandage hanging around his neck, and asked with a worried expression: "Broken?"

"No, no, it was just a cut made by a long nail. Didn't I do this to make the injury look more serious?" the boy said nonchalantly.

Song Tang then sat down.

The boy continued: "I originally wanted to go to your place to register today, but I didn't expect that you would be injured by the doctor, so I had to change my appointment here."

After the boy finished speaking, he raised his eyes and complained: "Is being a doctor so dangerous?"

Song Tang said: "Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. There is no pure land anywhere."

The boy nodded: "You're right."

Song Tang lowered his head and fiddled with his phone, inputting the picture of the peasant woman into the information network, and immediately all the information related to the peasant woman popped up.

However, the peasant woman is far away from the city after all, so there is not much information that can be found. Even the ID card she used to take the plane last night is temporary.

Song Tang: "There is indeed a problem."

The boy leaned over and said, "What's wrong?"

Song Tang sneered: "Someone wants to borrow a knife to kill someone."

Although there was a sneer on her face, the coldness in her eyes gradually became stronger.

What she hates most is people who have a little bit of money and just mess around with other people's lives.

The boy said solemnly: "Do you want my help?"

"Yes." Song Tang said and showed the picture of the peasant woman to the boy: "Please help me send this person and her son back to her hometown."

As for those who are hiding behind the scenes and waiting for opportunities to cause mischief, she will take care of them herself!
(End of this chapter)