Chapter 87. [Case Fourteen] A Preliminary Study of the Mortuary
Hu Zongren asked Political Commissar Liang, where is your morgue? Is the scene still as it was before? Political Commissar Liang shook his head and said that the scene must not be left unattended because there are still corpses of the deceased inside. But since that incident
After the incident, our medical staff no longer stayed alone in the morgue, but several went to work together. Although our hospital did not tell the new medical staff the specific situation, we always felt that since something strange had happened, then
With more people together, we can take care of each other. The morgue is on the second floor attached to our surgical building.
I asked Political Commissar Liang, attached to the second floor? Isn’t that the garage where we parked before? Political Commissar Liang said yes, because if a patient dies in the ward, it will be transported directly to the garage through our larger elevator.
If the patient's family had already contacted the funeral home when the patient passed away, there would be no way to move the body out of the gate in full view of the public. Chinese people are very particular about avoiding light after death, so we use quilts to cover the deceased's face.
Cover it. It would be much more convenient to walk directly from the garage, and it would also avoid being seen by other patients or family members, which would increase their psychological burden. Political Commissar Liang paused and said, think about it, people who are sick and hospitalized would originally
I was under great pressure. A patient died every few days. When other patients saw all this, it was as if they were seeing their own futures. In our surgical specialty, there are many patients whose real cause of death and disease itself are not serious.
Most of them are caused by too much pressure and scaring themselves to death. Hu Zongren nodded and said, yes, why else do you always comfort those terminally ill patients and keep a good attitude? Go to hell, say
It's so easy. Having this disease is like a death sentence. It's better to have a good time. Every day since I learned about the disease, I have been waiting to die. Isn't the psychological pressure not great?
Although Hu Zongren’s words don’t sound good, I must admit that what he said is true. Someone in my family has also passed away due to terminal illness, so I know how painful the waiting process is. I even thought about what would happen if there was a terminal illness in the future.
One day I unfortunately suffered from a similar illness. As a person who has long been used to life and death, can I wait calmly and contentedly while silently bearing everything in my heart? Later, I also had my own answer. I felt that I couldn't do it.
, people squander it wantonly when they have health and beauty, and don’t even realize how wonderful it all is. When these things are gradually moving away without you knowing it, you only realize how precious it is at this time.
Hu Zongren stood up and said to Political Commissar Liang, Sir, if it is not troublesome, I hope you can take us to the morgue. Political Commissar Liang looked embarrassed, and he hesitated and said that he also worked in the hospital.
After so many years, I rarely go to the morgue. Although I am a soldier, I still resist the cold death. However, since I am responsible for this matter, I have no reason to let you go by yourself. Finished
He stood up, closed the lid of the computer he was sitting on, then picked up his hat and said to us, "Please, please."
We walked out of the office with Political Commissar Liang. When Hu Zongren and I passed by Zhao Jing on the way, we still didn't give her a good look. The embarrassment on her face made me feel particularly happy. She was to blame for all this, no matter what she did in the past.
No matter how we get to know each other, the only thing we can't tolerate is being deceived, and it's deception in this way. When passing by the security guard at the door, Political Commissar Liang stopped and asked us, did you just come for a visit?
Registered? I said yes, the security master asked for it. Political Commissar Liang said to the security master, find the record, this visit must be deleted.
After all, it is better to be an official. Just because of this military uniform and official title, the security guard began to become very respectful. Compared with his previous attitude towards me and Hu Zongren, he was simply a different person. I couldn't help but find it funny, and
I also understand why Political Commissar Liang did this, because after all, it is not a glorious thing. He himself may have received the task secretly, so it is better to avoid suspicion.
The straight-line distance from the office to the surgical building is only a few hundred meters, but because of the boxy terrain of the military hospital, we made several turns along the road before walking there. After arriving at the lobby on the first floor of the surgical building, we walked side by side.
The six elevators are lined up with all kinds of people, some wearing hospital gowns with anxious faces, some holding flowers or fruit in their hands, coming to visit the patients. Everyone has their own thoughts in their hearts.
With his thoughts in mind, Political Commissar Liang pressed the button to go downstairs. After waiting for a few minutes, one of the elevators came. People inside filed out, and we also crowded into the elevator. There were many worries about going upstairs later.
People who had no seats also sat down after us. This is a very long elevator in the car, so it is not difficult to imagine that this length is to allow the deceased lying on the bed to enter the elevator smoothly. Hu Zongren may be because
Being a bitch by nature, he actually asked me directly in the closed and quiet elevator that maybe the reason why the elevator is so long is because sometimes people have to die. I coughed twice and hummed slightly to tell him not to take it seriously.
I asked so many patients, but this guy didn't seem to understand what I meant. Instead, he laughed and said, if Yao Ming comes in, he may not be able to lie down enough, hahahaha.
After arriving at the second floor of the annex, a few of us got out of the elevator under everyone's disgusted and contemptuous eyes. Political Commissar Liang led us towards a dark passage at the corner, stamping our feet to let the lights turn on. Let's go.
After reaching the end, he pointed to a double door and said, this is our morgue.
Then he knocked on the door, and a woman wearing a blue anti-bacterial suit, a maternity hat and a mask came to open the door. She looked like a milkmaid in a dairy factory. The other party saw that it was Political Commissar Liang who came with someone, although
They looked at us a little surprised, but they didn’t ask any questions, thinking that we were probably the family members of someone who died. After we all entered the room, we found three medical staff wearing the same clothes in the room. Political Commissar Liang said:
One of them said, we need to know the situation in the store. These people are assisting in the investigation and it is a confidential task. I hope they can avoid it for a while. That’s the good thing about being an official. You only need orders and don’t need to explain the reasons. A few medical staff
After taking off the milky white rubber gloves on their hands, the personnel walked out of the morgue one after another. The last one to leave closed the door very considerately.
With the sound of closing the door, the morgue became quiet. Political Commissar Liang looked nervous. He opened his hands and patted his thighs and said, everyone, this is it. If you need to investigate, just start. I will observe carefully.
After taking a look at the layout of the morgue, it is approximately 100 square meters. In the middle is a laboratory bench with various instruments placed on it, such as microscopes. On the wall opposite the laboratory bench is a filing cabinet.
It was densely filled with many boards for holding documents. On the other side was a sink, a sterilizer, and what looked like a beer freezer. I looked carefully and saw some small ones placed inside.
There are various fleshy things in the bottles and jars used for testing. You don’t need to look closely to know that they should be some parts of the corpse. In addition, there are some things like ashtrays and test tubes in the freezer, which contain some
Liquids have labels on the outside. These should be used for testing. On the other side of the room facing our entrance door, there is a whole wall-mounted drawer, all made of stainless steel, and the temperature can be adjusted from the outside.
Judging from the dashboard and locking handles, these cabinets are used to store corpses.
In addition, the lighting in the morgue is the kind of fluorescent tubes that are connected in a row. The light is sufficient and the light covers a wide area. I guess that is because this is a basement and there are no windows. There are also some placed in the corner of the room.
There are some narrow push-pull beds. The corpses must have been pushed here when they were transported here. I asked Political Commissar Liang, which corpse was the smoking corpse that the medical staff met before?
Political Commissar Liang probably didn’t expect that we were going to play with such a heavy flavor in the first place, so he pointed to the row of freezer drawers and said, it’s drawer No. 10. I nodded and didn’t open the drawer directly. Instead, I took out my compass and started reading.
Starting from the entrance, he looked around one by one in a clockwise direction. Hu Zongren was also looking around. When he walked to Zhao Jing, his eyes did not look at Zhao Jing, but as if she were some kind of object, blocking him.
So he reached out to protect her shoulders and pushed Zhao Jing aside. I thought it was funny, but this move made Zhao Jing completely unable to bear it. She started to say to Hu Zongren angrily, "Okay, you are angry."
I'm angry enough. If you have any dissatisfaction, just say it!
Zhao Jing's voice was very loud, causing waves of echoes in the quiet, small and sealed environment. Hu Zongren still said coldly, who dares to be angry with you? Aren't you afraid of being followed and assassinated? This girl, please get out of the way.
Go aside, I, Old Hu, stinks so much that it won’t be good if I make you stink all over. Even though he said this, Hu Zongren still never looked at Zhao Jing. After seeing all this, Political Commissar Liang looked at Zhao Jing with his eyes.
He looked at me and seemed to be saying, what's going on with these two people, why are they still quarreling? I made a booing gesture to Political Commissar Liang, then shook my head and said, don't worry about it, this is between us.
Personal matters.
Zhao Jing was so angry that she looked like she was about to cry. She said to Hu Zongren, following you is not what I want to do. I have been following you for many days. Didn't you realize that you would still live the same life? I didn't do anything to you.
Hu Zongren sneered and said, how do I know if you people are perverts or voyeurs? When the work here is over, I might find someone to follow you. You must know that my wife is the only daughter of the leader of Shawu Dao.
, if you want to play dirty, can I still be afraid of you?
Zhao Jing stopped talking, just getting angry on her own. Hu Zongren still didn't look at her and said, "Girl, you can either use your housekeeping skills to help us, or you can go out and wait for us, don't get in the way here."
Yes, why are you standing here motionless, being a security guard? Zhao Jing then left the place where she was standing before, but walked to a seat, sat down angrily, folded her hands on her chest, and looked unhappy.
Look at Hu Zongren.
At this time, I had almost finished the inspection. Standing in front of the No. 10 freezer, there was an irregular beating on the compass. This beating means two things. The first is that there are indeed traces of ghosts here, and the second is that this ghost
I was struggling. As for what I was struggling with, I guessed that I was probably wondering whether to leave or stay. So I said to Hu Zongren: