Some ordinary hospital staff in the lounge.

"..." Gregory half-lying on the sofa, looking quietly at the documents in his hand.

"Cruff," Qianyu walked in from outside the door with the sound of the door handle turning. "Ah, you're really here."

"How did you find me?" Gregory put the documents aside and sat up.

"Of course, I came to the employee lounge one by one," Qian Yu curled his lips and poured himself a glass of water from the water dispenser. "I originally wanted to contact me with my phone, but my phone was placed in the office... Is it better to carry my phone with me during work? Otherwise, I can at least save everyone 10 minutes in contacting you."

"Since he doesn't have a happy look, is his brain normal?" Gregory half-lying on the sofa again. "Then just give him a detailed whole-body examination, focusing on the pancreas, and the second focus is the intestine that was transplanted."

"That's the case, Fujiwara should have been doing it," Qianyu nodded. "I originally wanted to do it, but Fujiwara said that I didn't have enough operational experience, so I rushed me to the top to inform me."

"Go back immediately and take over his work," Gregory grabbed the landline next to him and dialed Fujiwara's cell phone. "Fujiwara, if you can stop, stop the dissection operation at hand. Don't ask why, that guy has watched you operate for a long time, and he should have some practical experience under your supervision. Give you two hours to let him dissect the patient's body completely. Look at the non-standard places more."

"Maybe it's a bit late," Fujiwara's voice sounded a little excited. "I found something. His pancreatitis was not caused by some other factor, but because his pancreas had severe organic lesions!"

"Is it strange that pancreatitis has organic lesions?" Gregory frowned. "You'd better explain it further."

"Cancerization, his pancreas has organic rupture, and there is torn cancerous tissue in the rupture. It is the rupture here that causes bleeding in the abdominal cavity."

Gregory's eyes sharpened. "Let's go down right away."

As he said that, he stood up and walked out of the door that Qianyu opened with his cane.

And when he walked past Qianyu, Qianyu saw the information he held in his hand.

APTX-4869 - This is the most eye-catching message in that page of information.

...

"Well, it's indeed standard pancreatic cancer," Gregory nodded with satisfaction as he watched Chiyu take out the pancreas under Fujiwara's eyes and put it in a tray. "Okay, since we already had a prior a prior guess before, then next, our task is to link the cause of death of others to cancer."

"But, we don't have other corpses available," Fujiwara said casually. "There shouldn't be any technology to test ashes yet, right?"

"Well, but as Gregory's students, you can't be so lacking in subjective initiative. Think of an alternative in five seconds." Sitting on the chair next to the tray where the pancreas is located, Gregory proposed the task without hesitation.

Almost instantly, Qianyu gave an answer that made Gregory very satisfied.

"We seem to have..." Qian Yu stopped the movement in his hand. "Is there someone who can check it out?"

"Hey..." Fujiwara looked at Qianyu and showed a dizzy expression. "Why are you..."

"I feel so relieved that there is a child who can inherit my mental power," Gregory's expression was very helpful. "But this is still too risky. We need more evidence to fill in the form when writing the application materials."

"It's better to say that there is not enough materials to fill the form, it's better to say that we don't have any confidence in this diagnosis, right?" Qian Yu started working on his hands again, but his mouth did not stop. "This is a pancreatic cancer, and the teacher's problem is obviously in the brain. But can pancreatic cancer really metastasize the climate in the brain without reaching the middle and late stages of the process? In other words, we can only guess now that Mrs. Huizi has cancer, and the reason is that the old man has cancer in the pancreas. At least I can't think of any reason that two people who have just received transplanted organs from the same person have different cancers at the same time."

"Well, this is indeed a problem. We lack a conclusion now, so any targeted treatment cannot be carried out-" Gregory seemed to suddenly think of something, and his speech speed also increased. "Wait a minute, think about it carefully, I actually have incomplete evidence now... so I still need your supplements. Hurry up, hurry up, and you can say anything you have, even if it might be just an accident!"

Chia and Fujiwara began to quickly review and think at the same time.

"The transplant recipient, Mrs. Gaoyue," Qianyu's auxiliary unit quickly retrieved a weakly relevant argument. "I received a liver transplant, but in the last few years of my life, I killed a person. After that, my temperament changed drastically and eventually died of a cerebral infarction."

"Well, there is this in the information you brought back," Gregory nodded. "President Azhibo did not apply for any subsequent dissection because of grief, so there is no reason to deny that she might have caused a series of temperament problems because of brain cancer. Think about it carefully, this may even be a crime that can excuse her intentional homicide? Fortunately, she is already dead, otherwise the lawyers would be able to make a considerable income in court."

"I looked at the history of this old man's medicine before. He seemed to have arthritis," Fujiwara seemed to remember something. "The most common medicine for arthritis includes methotrexate, which is a useful treatment for cancer. If everyone has cancer, then this is a powerful argument that can be used to explain why this old man obviously has pancreatic cancer that is very fast, but it is so long before the disease occurs, because he has unknowingly taken cancer drugs for long-term treatment, so it alleviates the onset!"

"..." Gregory thought for a moment and stood up. "Well, you guys continue to dissection, I'll go out."

...

Two minutes later, the anatomy chamber.

"What do you think Gregory is going to do?" Fujiwara glanced at Qianyu, who was stroking his small intestines one after another, and asked this.

"In his style of conduct, maybe he is already preparing to arrange chemotherapy for Mrs. Huizi, right?" Qian Yu thought for a while and guessed.

"No, no, no, he couldn't do this!" Fujiwara immediately denied.

"Then what should he be doing now?" Qian Yu was stunned. "I thought he was the kind of person who had strong actions..."
Chapter completed!