Chapter 194 She Died Five Years Ago

At dawn, the frightening night in the autopsy room has passed, leaving only blood on the floor and shocking corpses.

"People inside, squat down!"

A stern and familiar female voice came, and I was stunned for a moment, then squatted down beside the operating table with my head in my hands: "Senior! One of my own!"

"Gao Jian?" The leader of the team was Tie Ningxiang. Three or four criminal police officers filed in behind her. The scene in the operating room was too much for even these experienced police officers.

"There is only one deceased, and the rest are human specimens." I pointed to Lao Song's corpse on the operating table. Because of my guilty conscience, I squatted on the ground and did not dare to get up.

Tie Ningxiang ignored me and called forensic experts and trace science experts to enter the house and clean up the hell-like anatomy room bit by bit.

They were busy from about five o'clock in the morning to eight o'clock in the morning, and the scene was basically cleaned up. After inspection, the police found that a large amount of blood came from Liu Xuan himself. Although the scene was horrific and disgusting, there were only two real dead people.

Lao Song, whose stomach was cut open on the operating table, and Lao Tao, who was pressed down by the gross specimen in the corridor.

At about nine o'clock, I was escorted to the city branch along with the few surviving people from the West Campus.

This time the transcript took a full three hours. In order to ensure the accuracy of the testimony, Tie Ningxiang even took out a polygraph and put it on me.

In front of this kind of instrument that detects heart rhythm and respiratory rate, I didn't dare to lie, so I had to ignore everything related to the underworld show and focus on Liu Xuan's story.

By noon, Tie Ningxiang still had no intention of letting her go. After I finished eating the lunch box in the bureau, my body was exhausted like a tide. I lay down in the interrogation room and fell asleep.

"Wake up! Hey!"

I was woken up by someone, and I opened my eyes and saw the young policeman Zhao Bin.

"You are the first person I have ever seen who can sleep like this in an interrogation room."

"I've said everything I need to say, can I let him go?" I rubbed my sleepy eyes and moved my numb body.

"I can't make the decision to release him. You have to ask the iron team." He opened the handcuffs on my arms and said, "Come to the hospital with me. Liu Xuan said she wants to see you."

"see me?"

After arriving at the hospital and entering the intensive care unit, Tie Ningxiang and another detective were guarding the bedside. Liu Xuan's injuries were too serious. The pillars that had been supporting her life had collapsed. I couldn't see any desire to survive in her eyes.

"I found the man for you, can you tell me the whole story now?" Tie Ningxiang asked Liu Xuan in a low voice. The dying Liu Xuan just waved and motioned for me to come over.

With Tie Ningxiang's consent, I walked to the bed.

Liu Xuan's lips trembled but she could not speak. She could only reach out and slowly draw a few letters in my palm.

“nivolumab…”

I noticed the slightest hint of coldness coming from my palms and was surprised: "Nivolumab?"

I didn't understand why Liu Xuan told me this. When I wanted to ask, she turned her head and vomited a large mouthful of blood, and her injury suddenly worsened.

"Call the doctor quickly!"

When the rescue started, Tie Ningxiang and I were invited out of the ward. A few of us sat on the benches in the corridor in silence.

"What did Liu Xuan just tell you?" Not only Tie Ningxiang, but also Zhao Bin and another detective were curious.

"It seems to be her husband's name, I can't be sure." I gave Tie Ningxiang an apologetic look, and I raised my head and thought quietly.

Nivolumab is a drug used to treat lung cancer. Why is she telling me this? Could it be that you are reminding me to look for this thing? There is only one place in the sealed West Campus where similar drugs are stored, and that is Liu Xuan's office, in her desk drawer.

The rescue lasted less than an hour and ended when the doctor walked out, looking a little unhappy.

"The rescue failed. Thirty percent of the patient's body surface was damaged, she was bleeding profusely, and she even had a kidney transplant. It's a miracle that she survives to this day."

"Doctor, she has always been in good health. Please think of something else!" I stood up from the chair and walked to the doctor. This was not nonsense, but the most basic respect for life.

"What are you doing? Am I a doctor or are you a doctor?" He waved his hand impatiently: "Besides, the above reasons are not the main causes of death. The patient should have had lung cancer a few years ago, although I don't know how she survived. But the cancer cells have spread over a large area. According to the normal spread rules, she should have died five years ago."

"She has been in good health for the past five years. She is no different from a normal person when she teaches and goes to work. This is what the students who have been with her day and night told me personally!"

"Please keep your attitude straight, this is a hospital, be careful with me..."

The doctor pointed with his finger, and I suddenly felt annoyed for some reason. I grabbed his shoulders and pushed him under my feet: "Why is a person who died five years ago alive today? She is also a doctor. She spent five years to save her husband. You didn’t give up, you just went in for less than an hour, and then you arrogantly sentenced others to death, who do you think you are?!”

"Gao Jian, don't mess around!"

Tie Ningxiang and Zhao Bin pulled me away. The doctor was frightened and stayed away: "Okay, I will remember you. If you have the ability, you will never get sick in your life."

The doctor spat, spat out the dirt in his mouth, and turned away.

I looked at the white coat walking away and turned to enter the intensive care unit.

Liu Xuan had stopped breathing on the hospital bed. The separation between life and death turned out to be only an hour.

"Gao Jian, what is your relationship with Liu Xuan? Why do I think you are very familiar with her? And why did you show up at the west campus of the medical school late at night?" Tie Ningxiang asked questions one after another, without the polygraph. Monitor, I will tell you the answer I have compiled.

"Team Team, the murderer is dead, what should we do with this case?"

Zhao Bin looked at Tie Ningxiang, and Tie Ningxiang waved to him: "Ask Captain Wu. I am just an ordinary police officer during my suspension."

After Zhao Bin and another detective left, Tie Ningxiang and I stayed in the hospital until very late. I looked through Liu Xuan's medical diagnosis in detail. She did have lung cancer a long time ago, and she had cancer five years ago. The cells had spread. The doctor was right. According to modern medical technology, she should have died five years ago.

"The person who should have died five years ago did not die, and he also spent the remaining time resurrecting others. Is this the fate of the heavenly doctor?" I always felt that the truth was not the case. When talking to Liu Xuan in school I discovered a problem. All the things Liu Xuan told happened within five years, and her memories of the previous thirty years were not mentioned at all.

"There is a problem." I said to Tie Ningxiang: "Senior sister, I want to ask you something. Find out the details of Bai Wang. He is Liu Xuan's husband. The mutilated male corpse on the operating table on the second floor underground is him. ."

Tie Ningxiang and I returned to the police station together, and the results of various investigations yielded surprising results.

Liu Xuan's husband Bai Wang was once a doctor at a military hospital in the capital, with superb medical skills. However, at the age of 27, he suddenly left the military hospital and came to Jiangcheng with his wife Liu Xuan.

"Both of them are doctors?" According to the data, Bai Wang's medical skills are obviously better than Liu Xuan's: "All the changes started five years ago. Five years ago, he was supposed to die from lung cancer. Liu Xuan survived, but Bai Wang, who was in good health, was diagnosed with cancer."

I vaguely seemed to have caught some clue. When night fell again, I walked out of the city branch and took a taxi directly to the medical school.

I had a hunch that the truth was in the drawer where nivolumab was stored.

Climb over the courtyard wall, bypass the cordon deployed by the police during the day, and sneak into the experimental building.

Night is approaching, and the black shadows in the classroom are still standing. The string-stringing Gu all entered Bai Wang's body at the last moment, but I can't guarantee that this school is absolutely safe now.

When I arrived on the fourth floor, the office door was ajar. I entered and opened the desk drawer. There was nothing inside except medicine bottles and nuts.

"Did I guess wrong?" I was unwilling to take out the drawer completely, and then I finally saw a thick test record sealed in a vacuum packaging bag and pasted on the mezzanine of the desk.

When I tore open the bag, the first thing I saw was a medical certificate.

"Liu Xuan, 27 years old, has stage III lung cancer."