Yu Chunxue barely stopped crying and wiped her tears: "Officer, my Zhao Peng is in good health."
"When was the last physical examination?" Lu Wuchuan asked again.
"Last autumn..." Yu Chunxue thought for a while, "It was almost mid-October."
"What diseases were not detected? Minor ailments count."
"His cervical spine is not very good, but the doctor said the problem is not serious. Just be careful not to work at the desk for a long time."
"You haven't noticed any discomfort recently?"
"No." Yu Chunxue shook his head, tears streaming from his eyes again.
"Sister, please stop crying. There's no point crying now." Yu Chunjiang patted his sister's arm and asked Lu Wuchuan, "Officer, my brother-in-law has always been healthy. It's impossible to just say no. Is someone harming him?"
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"I'm just asking about his physical condition first. As for the cause of death, we won't know until after the autopsy." Lu Wuchuan stood up, "You can find a place to rest first. When the results are out, someone will notify the family."
Yu Chunjiang also stood up: "We just took a look at my brother-in-law, and we don't know if he was injured."
"Photos will be taken during the anatomy, and you can look at the photos," Lu Wuchuan said.
Yu Chunjiang pursed his lips: "Can family members be present?"
"Young man," Liu Quan came over and patted him on the shoulder, "Family members can follow, but it's an autopsy. Are you sure you want to see it?"
Yu Chunjiang refused to give up and said: "Sister, you can rest assured after seeing it with your own eyes. Otherwise, you can wait here for a while and I will go."
Unable to persuade his younger brother, Yu Chunxue had no choice but to nod: "Then... let's go together."
Lu Wuchuan didn't say anything about their request. Liu Quan was worried and kept persuading him while walking to the anatomy room. Yu Chunxue was a little wavered, but her brother was determined to follow.
The door leading to the inner room of the dissecting room is made of aluminum alloy, and the upper part is made of a whole piece of glass. From there, you can see the entire dissecting table. Lu Wuchuan asked Duan Mo to stay outside to accompany the siblings, and gave the record folder to Jiang for the time being.
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Zhao Peng's body had been placed on the autopsy table and covered with white cloth, with only the head exposed.
Yu Chunxue only glanced inside, and her tears that had just stopped fell again. Yu Chunjiang held her arm and comforted her softly.
Before entering the anatomy room, Lu Wuchuan whispered in Duanmo's ear: "Pay attention to both of them and don't look inside."
Duanmo nodded in agreement. It was painful enough to face the sudden death of a loved one, but to have to watch him being disemboweled with his own eyes was not something that ordinary people could bear.
According to the anatomy procedure, you first need to take photos, front photos, back photos, side photos... take off a layer of clothes and repeat. After taking off all the clothes, in addition to these, you also need to take photos of the situation.
The two siblings stood in front of the glass door, staring inside. Duan Mo was by the door, and seeing that they were fine for the time being, he turned his eyes to the anatomy room. Who knew that as soon as he turned his head, he saw Lu Wuchuan standing next to the dissection table and looking anxiously towards the dissection room.
She waved her hand, motioning for her to turn around.
Thinking something was wrong with the siblings, she quickly turned back, but except that Yu Chunxue kept crying and Yu Chunjiang's eyes were red, there was nothing unusual about the two of them.
Duanmo turned her head again. Lu Wuchuan was already standing near the door. From her angle, most of the body was blocked, and nothing could be seen except for the part below the knees.
He didn't return to the dissecting table until the corpse's surface was photographed and the lower abdomen of the corpse was covered.
Duan Mo couldn't help but frown. When taking pictures of Zhou Zheng's body, he turned around and blocked her again this time. How strange!
The dissection began, and when the scalpel fell on the right acromion of the corpse, Lu Wuchuan raised his eyes to look at the people outside, and then used his fingers to cut the skin with slight force.
At this time, Duanmo focused all his attention on the Yu siblings. As the scalpel moved, the faces of the siblings became increasingly ugly. Yu Chunxue was already sobbing and her shoulders were shaking. Yu Chunjiang was not feeling well either.
Wherever he went, he bit his lower lip with his teeth, and the hand on his side tightened tighter and tighter.
The moment his chest was opened, he finally couldn't help it, covered his mouth and bent down.
Duan Mo knew he was about to vomit, so he quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the autopsy room.
Yu Chunxue, who was originally immersed in pain, was so frightened by this incident that he even forgot to cry and ran out.
Duanmo dragged Yu Chunjiang into the bathroom. As soon as he entered, he couldn't help but lay down by the mop pool and vomited.
"Xiao Jiang, how are you? Don't scare your sister!" Yu Chunxue's voice broke as she patted her brother's back with trembling hands.
Yu Chunjiang raised a hand and waved: "I...I'm fine..." Before he could finish his sentence, he vomited twice more.
"It'll be fine after you vomit." Duan Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was a big young man after all, so it was really hard to drag him up.
Yu Chunjiang vomited for about ten minutes, but couldn't vomit anything anymore. Then he rinsed his mouth with the faucet, scooped up water and rubbed his face several times, and then slowly raised his head.
Duanmo patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go sit in the lounge for a while."
When he sat down in the lounge, Yu Chunxue wiped the water from his brother's face with his hand and asked distressedly: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Yu Chunjiang was very depressed. His red eyes were in sharp contrast to his pale face. His lips moved a few times and he muttered: "Sister, I'm sorry, I really can't help it."
"It's okay, it's okay. It's not your fault." Yu Chunxue comforted him by patting his back.
"Have you gone to college?" Duanmo suddenly asked.
Yu Chunjiang was slightly startled and nodded: "Freshman, I will be a sophomore next semester."
"What major should I study?"
"graphic design."
"This major is good and has a wide range of employment opportunities."
"Are you okay?" Although Yu Chunjiang didn't know why she asked these questions, his expression was much more relaxed than before.
Duanmo leaned back in his chair, took out his cell phone and said, "I'll book a car for you. Let's go to the city to stay first."
"No, I want to wait for the result." Yu Chunjiang raised his head stubbornly.
"I can see that you and your brother-in-law have a really good relationship," Duanmo said.
Thinking of her husband who was still in the autopsy room, Yu Chunxue wiped her tears: "Zhao Peng has always been very kind to Xiao Jiang. He is like his own brother, and Xiao Jiang also regards him as his own brother."
Duanmo sighed: "I can understand the feeling of losing a loved one, but the results will not be available immediately, and further testing is needed. There are still many things you need to do after that. Staying like this will exhaust your body."
"I'm not tired." Yu Chunjiang muttered.
"You have to think about your sister." Duanmo looked at him and said, "After all, she is a woman, and her physical fitness is definitely not comparable to yours."