After ten o'clock in the evening, Yu Zhiming and Qing Ning were at home. Zhou Mo, who looked tired, was waiting for them.
After Yu Zhiming heard Zhou Mo talk about what happened in the studio that night, he confirmed and asked: "It was just a fall and the person is dead?"
Zhou Mo nodded and said with a grimace: "I just fell down and the person lay on the floor and stopped moving."
"At first we thought the person was just knocked unconscious, but after he didn't move for nearly a minute, we realized something was wrong. After checking, we found that his breathing and heartbeat were gone."
"We hurriedly performed CPR on him and called 110 and 120, but in the end we couldn't save him."
"TMD!"
Zhou Mo suddenly cursed and lamented: "Such an unlucky thing has made my life miserable."
Yu Zhiming comforted Zhou Mo: "Don't feel guilty or worry, it's not your fault."
"He is only twenty-six years old, not an old man in his seventies or eighty. The fall is probably just the trigger. There is a high probability that this guy has a fatal problem with his brain or heart."
"An autopsy will definitely find out the specific cause."
Qing Ning suddenly asked: "Momo, you said there were photos on that person's phone that made you sick. What were they?"
Zhou Mo replied: "It's just a photo of a man and a woman together, but it's just a group of people together, it's very unsightly."
Qing Ning wanted to ask more about the content of the photo, but Yu Zhiming glared at her and shut her mouth.
Zhou Mo hesitated for a moment and then said softly: "Well, that guy fell down because Zhong Chunxiao tripped his leg."
"The people on Mr. Tong's side didn't see it, and Zhong Chunxiao didn't say anything, so I just pretended not to see it. I just told the police that it was him who came after me to grab my phone, and suddenly he fell down."
Zhou Mo further explained: "I think it's not good to involve Zhong Chunxiao. She is just trying to help me."
Yu Zhiming pondered and said: "Whether he fell or was tripped, there is a high probability that it will not be the main reason."
"Another possibility is..."
He further analyzed: "He found that you saw the disgusting photos on his mobile phone and were too nervous or scared, which caused the blood pressure to rise sharply, causing the cerebral blood vessels to rupture."
"This fall may have been caused by him losing consciousness."
Zhou Mo sighed again and said: "I actually know that it was mainly due to him. But no matter what, this happened because I snatched his mobile phone."
"That guy's parents pointed at my nose in the hospital and accused me of killing their son."
Qing Ning said coldly: "When something goes wrong, just blame others. It's not because he didn't listen to advice and filmed it secretly."
Yu Zhiming also expressed his position: "Zhou Mo, don't worry, don't be afraid. We will not stand by and ignore this matter."
When Zhou Mo heard this, his heart felt at ease, and then his nose couldn't help but feel a little sore.
"Dr. Yu, Qing Ning, thank you!"
Qing Ning held Zhou Mo's hand and said, "Given our relationship, saying this will go unnoticed."
"Hey, this commercial shoot?"
Zhou Mo sniffed hard and said, "Tonight's filming has been stopped since the accident."
"Because Zhong Chunxiao was not involved, and the police did not say anything after conducting investigations and records, so tomorrow's filming should not be affected."
Yu Zhiming said: "We can wait for the autopsy results with peace of mind. The follow-up of this matter will be left to the lawyers. You don't need to come forward in person."
Zhou Mo nodded and hummed, and then her stomach rumbled twice.
"You haven't eaten yet?" Yu Zhiming asked with concern.
Zhou Mo pursed his lips and said: "I planned to finish shooting the print advertisement in one go and then go have dinner with Zhong Chunxiao, but I didn't expect such an accident to happen."
"I went to the hospital, answered the police's questions, and rushed back. How could I have time or mood to eat?"
Qing Ning stood up and said, "No matter what happens, we still have to eat."
"If you want to eat something, can I ask Aunt Qiu to do it?"
Zhou Mo touched his lower abdomen and said, "I really don't have any appetite, please ask Aunt Qiu to cook some dumplings."
At this time, Yu Zhiming's cell phone rang.
It's a call from Dean Li Yao...
Yu Zhiming answered the call and heard Li Yao's voice, "Zhiming, I heard that your assistant Zhou Mo encountered something tonight and a young man died because of her?"
Yu Zhiming first briefly recounted the incident he heard from Zhou Mo, and then asked on the phone: "Dean, how did you know about this?"
Li Yao said on the other end of the call: "After the deceased's parents found out about the relationship between Zhou Mo and you, they found me here through some connections."
After a pause, Li Yao continued: "According to what they said, the police initially judged that he died of his own physical causes. There is a high probability that there will be no need for a forced autopsy. Moreover, the preliminary examination of the body found no signs of trauma, drug abuse, or cerebral hemorrhage."
"They don't want their son to be dissected. They want you to conduct an examination on their son to find out the specific cause of death."
Yu Zhiming did not answer and asked instead: "Since they know the relationship between me and Zhou Mo, are they not afraid that I will be biased and conceal it, and make unobjective investigation results?"
Li Yao said softly: "I have also asked this question."
"They said they believed in your medical skills and ethics and would not distort the facts. Now they want to know the cause of their son's death, but they also don't want his son to be dissected."
"You are the only one who can do this."
Yu Zhiming glanced at Zhou Mo, who was standing aside, and said, "He fell and fell to death. To be honest, I'm also very curious about the cause of his death."
"Dean, I promised..."
Yu Zhiming ended the call with Li Yao, and Zhou Mo's voice sounded in his ears again.
"Dr. Yu, for my sake, you won't be able to rest even on this rare Sunday."
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said: "What I said to Dean Li aroused my serious curiosity, and it is not a lie."
"Also, exploring unsolved mysteries can not only improve yourself, but also provide a pleasant rest for the body and mind."
Zhou Mo asked softly again: "Doctor Yu, can you check whether he fell by himself or tripped?"
Yu Zhiming thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I shouldn't be able to tell the subtle difference between being tripped and falling out of thin air."
"However, it can still be detected whether he threw himself to death, or whether he fainted or died suddenly before falling."
Zhou Mo asked: "Is there a big difference?"
Yu Zhiming nodded and said: "If you are still conscious before falling, people will subconsciously avoid it."
"The location and severity of the injury are quite different from a comatose or dead person who has collapsed straight up."
Zhou Mo said thoughtfully: "I feel like he just fell down straight and his body didn't make any evasive movements."
"In other words, he died before he fell?"
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said: "Don't think too much, I will know everything when I check tomorrow..."
