In the blink of an eye, Sunday came, and Yu Zhiming had a rare night's sleep and didn't get up until after seven in the morning.
The Yu family's breakfast was therefore postponed to eight o'clock in the morning.
Facing a table of sumptuous breakfast, Yu Zhiming suddenly sighed: "I feel that I have been seriously corrupted. Not only in terms of food, clothing and housing, but also in terms of work attitude..."
Yu Zhiming met Qing Ning and Zhou Mo's eyes, and continued: "It's not as good as before. This year, I have slept in late two or three times for non-physical reasons."
"This has never happened in the past."
Zhou Mo resisted the urge to roll his eyes and said, "Dr. Yu, are you praising yourself? Or are you really reflecting with emotion?"
Yu Zhiming said seriously: "This is a true reflection. Life is too extravagant, and self-discipline in study and work is not as good as before."
Qing Ning chuckled and said, "Zhi Ming, if you continue to be as self-disciplined as usual in studying and working, you will probably fall down from exhaustion again."
"As for the extravagant life, haven't you noticed that our country no longer promotes frugality and hard work in its propaganda?"
Yu Zhiming thought for a while, nodded and said: "It's true, in recent years, it's really rare to hear about hard work."
Qing Ning smiled and said: "This is because our country wants to use consumption to promote economic growth, and it is not good to mention frugality and hardship."
"Also, our country has given birth to a group of rich people. The country is eager for these people to be extravagant and spend all the money they earn."
Qing Ning chuckled again and said, "Especially for people like you, Zhiming, who can earn so much every year and every month. The more you spend, the more you contribute to the country."
Yu Zhiming defended himself and said: "Most of the money I earned was spent on buying cars, houses, investments, donations, etc. I did not save it without spending it like Grandet."
Qing Ning laughed and said: "Zhi Ming, you can also make your life more refined and luxurious."
"For example, when it comes to clothing, we only wear custom-made clothes. A full-time masseur will give you a massage every day, there will be a full-time chef for food, there will be someone to carry your bag when you go out, etc."
Zhou Mo took the words and said with a smile: "Just like a real young master in ancient times, there are at least a dozen people around to serve you."
Yu Zhiming rolled his eyelids and then said, "It's time to have breakfast. I have to rush to the hospital later."
Zhou Mo hummed, then suddenly said: "As for the custom-made clothes, how about leaving it to my mother's studio?"
"Every piece of clothing is guaranteed to be hand-sewn, not only comfortable to wear, but also unique in style..."
At nearly nine o'clock in the morning, Yu Zhiming, accompanied by Qing Ning and Zhou Mo, and protected by Zhang Hai and Sun Lin, took two cars and rushed to the parking lot near Binhai Workers' Hospital.
As soon as Yu Zhiming got out of the car, he heard a shout.
"Doctor Yu!"
Yu Zhiming followed the sound and saw a woman wearing a sun hat, sunglasses and a mask walking over quickly accompanied by two people.
It's Zhong Chunxiao.
Zhong Chunxiao came closer, took off his sunglasses and mask, and said nervously: "It happened right in front of me. I think it is necessary to come and take a look."
Yu Zhiming noticed that Zhong Chunxiao's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. It was obviously because he tripped, was nervous, worried, or felt guilty that he didn't sleep well last night.
"If a young man doesn't have any major physical dangers, it's very difficult for him to fall to his death. Don't think too much about it."
Yu Zhiming gave a vague comfort and then said: "As a celebrity, you can't follow us in. Why don't you go back to the hotel first or stay outside and wait for our call?"
Zhong Chunxiao responded "Okay".
Before Yu Zhiming and his party entered the hospital gate, a group of people, at least ten or twenty people came out to greet them.
Some of these people were wearing white coats and police uniforms, and some of them had expressions of sorrow and sadness on their faces.
"Hello, Dr. Yu, I am..."
"Doctor Yu..."
This group of people were stopped by Zhang Hai and Sun Lin, and they rushed to say hello. The quarrel made Yu Zhiming have a headache.
His face darkened, and he said with displeasure: "I came here to do an autopsy, not to make friends and chat."
"Take me directly to the autopsy room. Don't say anything unnecessary."
As Yu Zhiming finished speaking, everyone shut their mouths and quietly led the way.
Nearly ten minutes later, Yu Zhiming, who had put on his white coat and prepared for the autopsy, walked into a cold room accompanied by Zhang Hai.
In this room, in addition to a body covered with white cloth on the examination table, there were also the parents of the deceased, two police officers, and two lawyers as witnesses.
Yu Zhiming lifted up the white cloth on the deceased, and a naked body lying on his back appeared in front of him.
There were already spots on the body, as well as large bruises, especially the nose which was deformed after being smashed.
The chest area is also a continuous purple-black area.
Yu Zhiming knew that these were signs of injuries caused by cardiopulmonary resuscitation.
He first observed the appearance of the body and found no other signs of trauma except the nose and bruises.
Yu Zhiming took action and first touched the two arms and palms of the deceased, and he immediately knew what he was doing.
The man lost consciousness before falling.
Before a person falls, he will subconsciously use his palms and arms to support the body, causing the palms and arms to bear greater impact and cause serious injuries.
Furthermore, the deformed nose of the deceased can also be used as evidence.
Before a person falls from the front, they will subconsciously turn their face sideways and tilt their head back. Most injuries are to the side of the face and chin.
Rarely will my nose be smashed into a hole...
Yu Zhiming then checked the brain. After a thorough examination, no signs of cerebral hemorrhage or cerebral infarction were found.
Next, he went straight to the heart of the deceased.
After this inspection, Yu Zhiming quickly made a discovery.
"Did the deceased's heart suffer from inflammation?"
The mother of the deceased said with choked sobs: "A year and a half ago, my son suffered from myocarditis. Although he was in danger, he was cured. Over the past year or so, he has been active and active, and he rarely even caught a cold.
"
Yu Zhiming retracted his hands for examination and said slowly: "Myocarditis can cause damage to the myocardium, causing some myocardial fibrosis and loss of its original function."
"These fibrotic myocardium form scars on the heart, which not only decreases heart function, but also makes the heart more fragile and less tough."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "When the heart suddenly beats rapidly for some reason, the myocardial scar cannot withstand the sudden huge force and will burst."
The father of the deceased asked with a trembling voice: "Dr. Yu, you mean my son's heart is broken?"
Yu Zhiming nodded and said: "There was a tear of about three centimeters in his left ventricle, but the tear did not penetrate the heart and allowed blood to fill the pericardium."
"However, the tear in the left ventricle is enough to cause cardiac arrest and lead to sudden death."
After a pause, Yu Zhiming added: "Master Ling lost consciousness due to cardiac arrest before he fell."
Yu Zhiming took off his medical gloves and said, "You can verify my test results."
The mother of the deceased sobbed: "Dr. Yu, we naturally believe your examination."
"It's just Dr. Yu. My son has been fine for more than a year. What caused his heart to suddenly be unable to bear it?"
Yu Zhiming said with confusion: "Didn't Zhou Mo tell you last night? She saw unsightly photos on your son's mobile phone. Your son was afraid that the secret would be exposed, so he wanted to take the phone back."
"It should be that the accidental exposure of the secret photo on the mobile phone made your son too nervous and his heart rate soared, which in turn caused his heart to be overwhelmed."
The deceased's father said angrily: "The phone has a password, but we don't know it and haven't opened it yet."
"I must see what kind of unsightly photos made him nervous and worried to the point of death..."
With the results of the autopsy, Yu Zhiming's work is over.
He walked out of the examination room and briefly informed Qing Ning and Zhou Mo who were surrounding them.
Yu Zhiming continued: "Now that we are out, let's just stroll around, which is also a kind of rest."
Zhou Mo looked relieved and said, "This test result is enough for Star Zhong to go back to work with peace of mind."
She winked at Qing Ning again and said, "I'll go back to work and won't disturb your two-person life..."
As soon as Yu Zhiming and Qing Ning walked out of the hospital building where the examination room was located hand in hand, they were stopped by a man with slicked back hair.
Sun Lin stopped the other party and said expressionlessly: "Dr. Yu does not treat patients during his rest time."
The man with short back hair said to Yu Zhiming: "Doctor Yu, I am Tong Yunan, I am a good friend of the deceased. My family owns a listed game company and is preparing to enter the film and television industry."
"I've long heard about Dr. Yu's unparalleled charm, and today I saw that he truly deserves his reputation."
He said sincerely: "I'm not here to see a doctor, I just want to get acquainted with Dr. Yu and make friends."
Yu Zhiming said calmly: "Making friends is too luxurious for me. I don't have time to make friends..."
