Thirteen prisons

Chapter 19 Assays
"I suspect that Xiaoqing's death has something to do with Lin He." Old Hu's eyes were shining, and he looked at Lao Song without flinching.He was very dissatisfied with how the case ended like this. He had promised Lao Song not to meddle in his own business before, but what happened around Zhou Yuan later made him realize that things should not simply end like this.

Lao Song sighed helplessly: "Hu Dongdong, we know about this matter. We went to Boiling Ye to investigate yesterday." He knew Lao Hu too well, and now that his temper was on the rise, he had to patiently explain: "We use DNA technology , found out Lin He's native place. The police station in his hometown sent us his psychiatric identification certificate. We also contacted the mental hospital, and the identification certificate was issued by them. Lin He did live in them. After a while, that psychiatric certificate is real."

Lao Song rubbed his face at this point, feeling very tired, and then continued: "At first we also thought that this was the kind of strange case you mentioned, but the evidence is the evidence. It is absolutely impossible for the human body to burn by itself, because This is not in line with scientific common sense. Lao Hu, you have been a policeman for more than ten years, and you have seen a lot of bullshit, right? The investigation results are only evidence, don’t you understand the truth! This incident was not a disease from the beginning caused."

He glanced at Zhou Yuan and continued: "Zhou Yuan, haven't you found any problems in the hospital these days? You think too much and let yourself believe in things that cannot exist. That dead lady I don't need to tell you what kind of disease she will catch in that environment. You can't just say that she was infected by Lin He because of a sudden sudden illness! Otherwise, why didn't she get burned like Lin He did?"

The corner of Lao Hu's mouth moved, but he didn't speak any more.Zhou Yuan felt that what the police said was actually quite right. If it was an infectious disease, why didn't Xiao Qing catch a fire?This is indeed an unexplainable problem.

Lao Song smiled wryly and patted Lao Hu's shoulder, and said softly in a voice that could only be heard by two people: "Otherwise, how do you say my report should be written?" He shook his head and left with his briefcase.

Old Hu stood blankly for a long time, and suddenly said: "There is no reason."

"No reason for what?"

"Do you still remember what Xiaoqing said before she died?"

How could Zhou Yuan not remember, this is also what he has always found weird: "She said, 'I was deceived, and you were also deceived'." For some reason, Zhou Yuan just repeated this sentence, and Zhou Yuan still felt that there was something wrong in his heart. Hairy, that scene left a deep impression on him.

"Do you think Lin He is mentally ill?" Lao Hu asked again.

Zhou Yuan thought for a while, shook his head, and nodded again.He didn't think so at first, but after the police said this, he felt that Lin He's behavior was really abnormal.

"What would a mental patient promise a young lady so that she would never forget it before she died?" Lao Hu said to himself.

Zhou Yuan thought, I also want to know.At this moment, his cell phone vibrated suddenly, it was a text message from Lu Ming.

"Why aren't you in the ward?"

"The police have something to do with me, so I'll be right back." Zhou Yuan hurriedly replied, and then said to Lao Hu, "I'm going back to the ward first."

But Lao Hu didn't move, he was thoughtful: "The crux of the matter still lies with that third party...I'm going to investigate." After he finished speaking, he turned around and left in a hurry without further explanation.
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Before Zhou Yuan returned to the ward, he was dragged directly to his office by Lu Ming who was waiting at the door.

There is a small cubicle in the office with a cot, which is usually used for examining patients.Lu Ming asked Zhou Yuan to lie down on the bed, and when he came in again, he was carrying a tray full of medicine bottles.Then Lu Ming quickly put on rubber gloves and a mask.Only then did Zhou Yuan realize that he had an extra scalpel in his hand. He was taken aback and sat up: "What are you doing?" He felt that Lu Ming's posture seemed to be performing surgery on himself, but if it was really surgery, The preparation work can't be so sloppy.

"Lie down." Through the mask, Lu Ming's voice sounded a little low, and with his serious eyes and this white coat, he looked very aura.Zhou Yuan didn't dare to ask, and lay down again honestly.

"There may be something in there." Lu Ming raised his hand and lifted Zhou Yuan's clothes, picked up a ball of cotton soaked in alcohol and carefully wiped the skin on his stomach: "Don't move around."

Zhou Yuan only felt the coolness on his stomach, and just about to say something, he suddenly felt something brushed against his skin, and then the skin became cold, as if a small piece of ice was put on it for an instant and then quickly taken away.He couldn't help raising his head halfway, and saw a thin trace appearing in the center of the red rash on the enlarged belly.

Then a drop of blood seeped out from the mark, and Zhou Yuan felt the pain.

"Fuck!" Zhou Yuan was a little panicked, and soon a layer of blood beads of different sizes began to emerge from the blood mark, one drop at first, and gradually more and more, gathering at the knife mark, forming a a line of blood.

"Damn, is this going to open me up?" Zhou Yuan was a little angry, but his body was stiff instead, he didn't dare to mess around casually, and he didn't dare to touch the wound with his hands.He didn't know how deep Lu Ming's cut was. If he hit the knife hard, his intestines might flow out.

But Lu Ming ignored him at all, and gently squeezed the wound to let more blood flow out.Then take out a pipette and collect them in several empty test tubes.Finally, he took out a ball of sterilized cotton from the tray and pressed it on Zhou Yuan's belly for disinfection. When the alcohol on the sterilized cotton came into contact with the wound, Zhou Yuan gasped again.

After doing all this, Lu Ming calmly said: "What's your name? I just cut through the surface of the rash, and it's time for a knife. These rashes are red and swollen, indicating that there is something in the subcutaneous tissue. The blood coagulates."

"Then you can't just operate on me like this!" Zhou Yuan protested, he sat up, and pressed the alcohol cotton on the wound by himself.Lu Ming was right, it was just a very shallow cut, and there was not much pain.It's just that he was really scared just now.

"This is not surgery." Lu Ming pushed Zhou Yuan's hand away, took away the alcohol swab that was covering the wound, pointed to the wound and said, "Look for yourself, the rash has faded a lot now. The examination given to you by the hospital before Although it is comprehensive, it is too conservative. Since Dean Zhou did so much before, it is useless, and now he directly gives up on your treatment. Then I have to do it for you. I was going to test the tissue fluid in the rash, but I didn’t expect it to be so There is a lot of blood, I need to analyze it carefully." Then, he pressed a few times near the wound and carefully observed the wound surface.

"Okay, okay, have you seen enough? You are not afraid that my blood will bleed out." There were drops of blood oozing from the wound, some of which slipped down the skin and fell on the bed sheet. Looking at the dots of blood on the white sheet, Zhou Yuan was instinctively afraid: "Stop the bleeding quickly."

Lu Ming observed for another minute or two, and then wrapped Zhou Yuan briefly with gauze: "I'll take it to the laboratory for testing."

"Wait, I'll go too." Zhou Yuan jumped off from under the bed.Although he doesn't understand medicine and feels that Lu Ming's method is a bit simple and rude, at least one thing Lu Ming said is quite right. The previous hospital examinations were superficial, as if he was afraid of any accidents.Since the symptoms are manifested in two aspects of body temperature and rash, let's start with this directly, maybe there will be some discoveries, and he naturally hopes to know the results as soon as possible.

The laboratory was on the third floor, and the doctor inside saw Lu Ming coming in, and he just said hello and went about his business.Lu Ming motioned Zhou Yuan to roll up his sleeves, and drew some venous blood on his arm.Zhou Yuan complained: "Why do you need to draw blood? Just now you collected so much and it wasn't enough?"

Lu Ming's answer to this was only three words: "Stop talking nonsense."

After taking another test tube of blood, Lu Ming separated it from the blood that flowed out from the wound to make several experimental glass slides, some of which were placed in a blood type testing instrument, and it started buzzing when it was turned on.The remaining samples were observed separately by him under a microscope.

As expected of being the business backbone of the central hospital, Lu Ming's series of operations were neat, orderly, and professional. Zhou Yuan couldn't understand, so he had to sit aside and wait obediently.

Half an hour later, Lu Ming raised his head, somewhat puzzled.He looked at Zhou Yuan: "Preliminary tests show that your blood activity is very high."

"What do you mean?"

"Your blood function is normal."

"Is it a good thing?" Zhou Yuan guessed cautiously, but from Lu Ming's expression he couldn't tell it was a good thing.

"It can't be judged simply. The test results are indeed all right, but the test data of the blood taken from your rash and the blood in your veins are the same. This is the problem." Lu Ming looked at Zhou Yuan with a look on his face At a loss, I had to briefly explain the common sense of blood testing to him.

"Blood is the delivery factory of the human body. It is divided into plasma and blood cells. Blood cells are active, while plasma is not biologically active. They all rely on the movement of the heart to generate pressure and move in the human body."

"Oh...and then?" Zhou Yuan understood it, but he still didn't understand the relationship with the test results.

Lu Ming suddenly asked, "Where was the rash on your body when it first appeared?"

It was Lao Hu who first discovered the rash on his body. Zhou Yuan recalled the scene at that time and said with certainty: "It's on the back and shoulders."

"But then it moved on its own. Right?"

Zhou Yuan looked down at his stomach and nodded.

"Ordinary acute rashes, such as pimples and urticaria, also have symptoms of rapid spread and metastasis. But what you have is not a rash. It just looks like it. Because of ordinary inflammation, there must be some degree of tissue Lesions. But you didn't find any other tissue fluid under the rash, and the analysis composition was no different from that of venous blood."

Zhou Yuan understood a little bit: "That is to say, I still don't know the reason?" He was a little frustrated, Lu Ming said a long paragraph of things that sounded professional, but the result was still the same.

"Since your 'rash' is not a pathological spread, it is due to other causes. For example, allergies and elevated body temperature will cause changes in blood pressure, which will cause blood to pool and flow abnormally, causing capillaries near the skin to rupture. In short This requires further inspection. But with the phenomenon, the scope of inspection can be narrowed. It is better than the inexplicable random inspection before." Lu Ming continued to bury his head under the microscope to study.

Zhou Yuan glanced at the blood analyzer in the corner of the room, and it was still buzzing. The further inspection that Lu Ming said would probably not continue until the instrument was analyzed.

The laboratory was very quiet, and another hour passed, but Lu Ming was busy all the time.Zhou Yuan couldn't sit still anymore, and just about to stand up, a harsh bell suddenly rang in the corridor.

The ringing was so loud that everyone in the laboratory was startled, and Lu Ming raised his head to look outside.Zhou Yuan heard that this voice seemed familiar, it was like the school bell, but he couldn't remember what it meant.Just as he was surprised, the door was opened from the outside, and a young man stuck his head in and said loudly, "Everyone, get out, the downstairs is on fire."

(End of this chapter)