Now I have developed a habit of basically obeying Lin Yuyan. In fact, this is also a kind of dependence.
Unknowingly, I stepped on the brake. I suddenly felt that I should go to Lin Yi's place immediately tonight.
At the beginning, I didn't know about this matter, so it was understandable that I didn't call Lin Yi. But now that I know it, no matter from which aspect, I should pay attention to this matter immediately.
Since I met Lin Yi, he has been very good to me. Not to mention other things, his sincere teachings to me should allow me to repay him.
I stopped the car at the turning point in the community. I immediately took out my phone and called Lin Yi, "Uncle Lin, this is Feng Xiao. I'm sorry, I just came back from Beijing and I didn't know about this matter."
"Oh, you know?" He said, his voice was hoarse, and it sounded old and desolate. Moreover, I heard relatively noisy sounds coming from the phone, which seemed to be women's laughter.
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He was in a bad mood, maybe he was indulging himself. Otherwise, why was his voice so hollow? I thought to myself.
My heart was immediately affected by his desolation, "Uncle Lin, I want to come and see you. Is it convenient for you now?"
He said: "... Come on. I'm in the presidential suite of the hotel."
He was actually there? Not at home? I was a little surprised. But I didn't ask, and I couldn't ask him why, so I immediately said, "I'll be right over."
He hung up the phone. I knew he had agreed to my request, or he really wanted me to go to him at this moment.
He immediately turned the car around and drove towards his five-star hotel.
During the Spring Festival, the city was much emptier. There were very few cars and people on the streets at that time, giving people an empty feeling. This also made people unable to feel the excitement of the Spring Festival. Now, the city has long returned to its usual state.
The situation has improved, and people have begun to re-enter the busy state year after year, so the city has become crowded and busy. Even though it is already past ten o'clock in the evening, the busyness on the road has not
signs of weakening.
The prosperity of the city also changes with the seasons. It is already early spring, and the neon lights in the city also give people a fresh feeling. When summer comes, the city will start to become lively.
It was almost eleven o'clock when I arrived at the hotel. After I parked the car, I found Huang Shang waiting for me outside the hotel. He was still dressed as always: with a short cut and a crisp black suit.
"Sorry! It's so late and there are so many cars on the road. It took me nearly an hour to get here." I walked towards him and said to him apologetically.
He smiled at me and said, "Yes. Come on, I will take you up. The chairman is waiting for you. I have prepared wine and dishes to go with the wine."
I nodded to him, and then went to the special elevator with him. I asked him: "Mr. Huang, what happened?"
He said: "I don't know the details. The chairman will tell you later. Anyway, the person died, but the child is fine. This matter may be a bit complicated."
I said, "Oh." So I stopped asking him. I knew him fairly well, and as long as it was something he didn't want to talk about, even if I asked him more questions, it would have no effect.
Huang Shang knocked on the door and opened it directly, "Dr. Feng, you can go in by yourself. I will guard outside."
He is still used to calling me "Dr. Feng", but I also like him calling me that, because it makes me feel very cordial. There should still be a friendship between him and me, and friendship is like fine wine, and the more time passes, the better.
The longer it gets, the mellower it becomes.
I nodded to him and entered.
After entering, I was immediately shocked——
I saw at least a dozen beautiful girls inside. They were surrounding Lin Yi in the living room of the large and luxurious presidential suite. Some were drinking and some were dancing. Moreover, these beautiful girls
Their bodies were only covered with a thin layer of sand, and inside the thin sand were their graceful bodies with only three important points covered.
Fortunately, the air conditioner was fully turned on inside, otherwise they would have been frozen. Although it was early spring, the night was still full of chills.
I found that Xiao Li, who had been with me several times before, was also there. She smiled sweetly at me. I felt sick and quickly turned my eyes away from her face.
In front of Lin Yi was a large coffee table with many dishes and red wine on it.
I suddenly had the urge to quit immediately.
But Lin Yi had already seen me, and he was waving to me, "Are you here? Come on, come on for a drink!"
I had no choice but to go to him and sit down, "Uncle Lin, what are you..."
Lin Yi immediately waved to the girls, "You go inside first, and now I'll talk to him."
The girls walked to the back room of the presidential suite with laughter. When the door was closed, their laughter disappeared in the air.
The large living room suddenly became quiet, and everything in front of me seemed a little empty. I went to see Lin Yi and found that he seemed to have a lot of white hair on his head, and his eyes were bloodshot at the moment.
His face also looked tired.
"Uncle Lin, what happened?" I went to pour wine for him and myself, and then handed his glass to his hand while I asked cautiously.
"Doudou is dead..." he said, his voice full of desolation, followed by a sigh.
"Because of having a baby?" I continued to ask tentatively.
He shook his head slowly, "She was normal after giving birth, but she died that night. The doctor said the death was caused by heart failure. I didn't believe it, because Doudou's health had always been good. So I asked
An autopsy... finally confirmed my suspicion that she, she was murdered."
Perhaps he had passed the most painful period, so he seemed relatively calm when talking about this matter, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with himself.
I understood immediately, "Did you find a lot of bubbles in her heart?"
He nodded.
It must have been murder. I was completely convinced of this in my heart.
Generally speaking, the average stroke volume of the aorta is about 50 milliliters of blood every time a normal heart beats. There is a valve between the heart and the aorta, which is called the mitral valve in medicine. When the pressure of the left ventricle, which is the ventricle that delivers blood to the whole body, reaches
At a certain point, the valve will be opened and blood will be released.
Veins all have one thing in common, which is the return blood vessels from the heart. In other words, venous blood returns to the heart first. If there is less air entering the veins, it will be bubbled by the heart and slowly absorbed by the body.
If the amount of blood entering exceeds fifty milliliters, the air will accumulate in the left ventricle, and the compression ratio of air is much greater than that of liquid. When too much air enters the left ventricle, this will cause the following situation: no matter how the heart beats,
The left ventricle cannot build up the pressure to open the mitral valve. In other words, no matter how hard the heart beats, there is no effective blood pumping out, which leads to death.
The murderer only needs to push more than fifty milliliters of air into a person's veins to achieve the purpose of murder. Such death is often easily mistaken by doctors for heart failure.
However, as long as it is an autopsy, a large amount of pink foam will be found in the heart of the deceased. Because the left ventricle is arterial blood, the viscous blood will form foam with the air.
In fact, such a murder method is not clever, because as long as the autopsy is performed on the heart of the deceased, the truth will be revealed immediately.
I said: "This shows that the murderer knows some medical common sense. Such a murder method should be someone inside the hospital, or someone with medical knowledge. Uncle Feng, is Doudou living in a high-end ward? There should be surveillance video there.
Yes?"
He shook his head.
I looked at him in confusion, but saw him tilting his head and drinking the wine in the glass. I drank it immediately, and then went to refill it for him and myself. (To be continued)