Yu Zhiming looked through the information of the suspect from the Southern Peninsula country and found that the man was 61 years old and a well-known coroner.
He claims to be able to make corpses speak, and he can analyze the victimization process of the deceased through the details on the corpse, and then infer the physical and behavioral characteristics of the murderer, as well as his mental state.
With this ability, the coroner helped the police catch many murderers.
Yu Zhiming looked through some of this person's information. Unfortunately, he couldn't find any strong evidence that this guy could easily choke people to death. In addition, it was too late.
He put down his tablet and tried to sleep...
Not knowing how much time had passed, Yu Zhiming suddenly found himself sitting at the dining table.
The dining table is filled with his favorite dumplings, including cabbage and pork stuffing, leek and egg stuffing, scallion and beef stuffing, onion and mutton stuffing...
There are also fried dumplings, steamed dumplings...
This is simply a collection of dumplings. Yu Zhiming was so happy that he kept eating with chopsticks...
He had just picked up a fried dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth. He was vaguely aware of someone staring at him, which made him feel uneasy.
Yu Zhiming looked up and saw a vague shadow in the fog.
He tried to open his eyes wide enough to see clearly...
The next moment, a green-faced, fanged, red-eyed evil spirit suddenly burst out of the fog.
Yu Zhiming was startled, and he stood up and backed away suddenly, but the fried dumpling in his mouth got stuck in his throat unexpectedly, unable to go up or down, making him unable to breathe.
Yu Zhiming was so suffocated that he put his fingers into his throat to pull out the fried dumplings, but he always missed a little.
His lungs were about to explode, and his mouth was opened wide, but he couldn't get any air in.
Yu Zhiming wanted to call for help, but he couldn't make a sound. He was like a fish out of water. No matter how hard he struggled, he could only let the endless darkness swallow him up in despair and fear...
"call……"
Yu Zhiming sat up from the bed, breathing heavily. He felt like a fish in water, and the familiar sights around him made him realize that he had just had a nightmare.
He turned to look at the electronic clock on the bedside table and found that the time was already 5:40 in the morning.
At this time, there was an uncomfortable feeling on his body, and Yu Zhiming realized that sweat had made his pajamas stick to his body.
This is what you think about every day and dream about at night, right?
Yu Zhiming has rarely had dreams, let alone nightmares, since he became an adult. Unexpectedly, he had a big one this time and choked to death in his dreams.
He touched his neck, recalling the suffocating feeling in his dream, and found that it was too real.
After getting out of bed and exiting the soundproof bedroom, Yu Zhiming found Qing Ning lying obediently on the big bed, still asleep.
He went to the bathroom, solved the problem, and did a simple rinse. When he came out, he saw Qing Ning's hair messy and sleepy, sitting cross-legged on the bed.
"Did it wake you up?"
"It's time to get up."
Qing Ning yawned and looked at Yu Zhiming, who was wiping his head with a towel, and suddenly became energetic.
"Take a shower this morning? Did you have an erotic dream?"
Yu Zhiming glanced at her and said, "It's not what you thought. When I woke up, I found that I was covered in sweat, sticky and uncomfortable, so I rinsed it off."
After getting out of bed, Qing Ning took over the task of wiping Yu Zhiming's head and asked, "Is the thermostat in the room out of order?"
Yu Zhiming replied: "No, it is normal for the body to experience internal heat and sweat occasionally."
He didn't want to talk about his nightmare, as he felt it would damage the glorious image of a famous doctor.
Qing Ning did not doubt that he was there, and then asked: "Among the dozen or so young doctors who are new to study with you, are there any who are quite capable and good-looking?"
"Who do you want to be a matchmaker for?" Yu Zhiming asked without answering.
"Sisi!"
Qing Ning explained: "Although she is now prosperous in the media, her graduate student boyfriend she talked about before has become an adulterer again. My cousin was a little worried and asked me to look for him."
Yu Zhiming said: "How old is she? Twenty years old!"
"Is your cousin so anxious to marry her off? Why not give her two or three years to start her career..."
Yu Zhiming faced Qing Ning's bright gaze and backed down: "Those guys, to be honest, I don't pay much attention to them."
"Let me observe it over the next few days, find one who is still so-so, and introduce it to Sisi..."
At seven o'clock in the morning, Yu Zhiming came to the restaurant to have breakfast, and he was surprised to find that one of the staple dishes was fried dumplings.
this……
Yu Zhiming really has some psychological shadow.
After serving himself a large bowl of egg-fried rice, he pushed the fried dumplings toward Qing Ning and Zhou Mo and said, "You have worked hard these past two days. I borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha and express my feelings."
Qing Ning and Zhou Mo were really coaxed to smile, and they ate the fragrant fried dumplings happily.
During breakfast, Zhou Mo also told Yu Zhiming that director Ma was caught on a walking video.
According to the extent of the injury previously announced by his assistant, how could he walk like a healthy person in just over half a month?
Therefore, the Internet began to denounce this person's deception again.
At 7:30 in the morning, Yu Zhiming informed Sun Lin, who came to pick him up for work, and asked him to tell the relevant departments...
Let’s investigate whether the death of a chaebol boy who vomited and choked to death after drinking in a country on the southern peninsula more than a year ago has anything to do with the coroner in the southern peninsula...
After 8:20 in the morning, Yu Zhiming rushed to Huashan Hospital and saw Smith Medical Shuya waiting in the parking space.
Smith Medical and Huashan Second Hospital have basically reached a consensus on future cooperation negotiations.
After Huashan Second Hospital is officially put into operation, Smith Medical will regularly send patients for treatment.
No less than thirty patients per month.
As for Yu Zhiming, there are no restrictions.
Whether Yu Zhiming performs diagnosis, treatment or physical examination on the patients sent by Smith Medical depends on Yu Zhiming's mood, time, and the patient's condition.
"Miss Shu, is something wrong?"
Shu Ya smiled sweetly and said: "Dr. Yu, your time is precious, so I will get straight to the point."
"I know you are working with an old Chinese medicine practitioner to treat lupus erythematosus, and it can be cured."
"We at Smith Medical have many patients with lupus erythematosus, and we would like to join you in this experimental treatment."
Shu Ya continued: "We believe that if we can cure several lupus erythematosus patients, this will undoubtedly prove the strength of your medical treatment with indisputable facts and serve as a very good publicity for our cooperation."
She didn't wait for Yu Zhiming's response and raised another finger.
"Dr. Yu, for every lupus patient cured, in addition to the original treatment fee, Smith Medical is willing to fund another one million...US dollars for lupus treatment research."
Yu Zhiming pondered and said: "The research on the treatment of lupus erythematosus is led by Mr. Liu. I can convey your proposal to him."
At this time, Zhou Mo asked: "Are there any additional conditions for this one million US dollar grant?"
Shu Ya smiled lightly and said: "There is only one condition, exclusive medical cooperation in North America for patients with lupus erythematosus..."
