What does social death feel like? If someone were to ask Jiang Wu, Jiang Wu would definitely give an example at this time.
She was really angry today. It seems like everyone doesn't trust her these days. After all, she is a modern person and a highly educated person. She turned a blind eye once or twice, but this time again and again
She was ridiculed, and some even threw dirty water on her.
Zhang Yong was on the receiving end of a gun.
But she felt so good at the scolding that when she looked back and saw Fu Heng, she felt like a mouse seeing a cat.
Until Fu Heng came over, Zhang Yong's face became even more ugly, and he called Master Fu. Fu Heng looked at him and said in a contemptuous tone: "Trash."
Jiang Wu took back the knife and made it clear that he did not want to reveal the matter lightly today, "Brother Zhang, please wait for me at the door. I will sew up the body first, and we will discuss it later."
Zhang Yong subconsciously asked: "What are we discussing?"
Jiang Wu said angrily: "Let's discuss what will happen to you."
Because of these words, Zhang Yong was so successful that he was filled with excitement for the next half hour.
Jiang Wu finished sewing up the body, then filled out the autopsy form and handed it to Fu Heng who was sitting next to him, "Sir, this is the result of the three tests in Chen Qi's case. In summary, the deceased suffered from heart disease and was born with poor health.
Weak, and on the night of the incident, Orion probably didn't lie. Chen Qi probably ran outside for a long time before suddenly lying down in his house. It just happened that Orion went out at that time."
Fu Heng took over the post-mortem examination and put down the book. He asked Jiang Wu: "What punishment do you want?"
Jiang Wu knew that he was talking about Zhang Yong, and she had no intention of interceding on Zhang Yong's behalf, "This Jinyiwei is in charge of adults. Of course, it has its own rules and regulations. You can just follow the regulations. I just have some questions to ask him."
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Fu Heng said: "According to the regulations of Jinyiwei, anyone who spreads rumors and causes trouble will be fined one month's salary and twenty military sticks."
Jiang Wu nodded, naturally she had no objection.
After the body was sutured, she had to go to Zhang Yong to "solve" the problem.
She took Zhang Yong to the autopsy room, found a stool for him to sit on, and asked him: "Where did you know about me?"
Zhang Yong still looked at her with a very unkind look, but because Fu Heng was here, he still said politely: "I heard from our Jinyiwei brothers..."
Jiang Wu knew that these people definitely didn't have anything nice to say, but she still asked: "What did they say about me?"
Zhang Yong gritted his teeth and said: "You are said to be a servile and charming master... You take advantage of the power of others, and all the food and clothing you wear are used by Beizhen Fusi, and you still hinder the good marriage between the master and Miss Du."
Don't worry about the front, what's going on behind this? Jiang Wu looked at Fu Heng, raised his eyebrows and said, "Why didn't I know that I blocked the good marriage between the master and Miss Du?"
She could tell this by thinking about it on her knees. It was probably Du Yuerou who was behind it. She couldn't marry Fu Heng. She first came to beg Jiang Wu and even showed mercy and allowed her to have a child. Jiang Wu ignored her and she
He actually blamed all of this on Jiang Wu.
Fu Heng sneered and said: "I didn't expect that there are such provocative and trouble-making people in my Jinyi Guards."
Seeing that Zhang Yong was still confused, Jiang Wu compassionately explained: "Your master and Miss Du are not related to marriage, let alone me. But what is your relationship with Miss Du? Do you admire her? Love?"
But not?"
Jiang Wu is a modern person, and it is very natural to talk about these things. It seems a bit shameless to them. Zhang Yong is anxious: "What are you talking about!"
boom--
Jiang Wu slapped the table: "You are allowed to talk nonsense and I am not allowed to talk nonsense? What kind of world is this?"
She didn't want to argue with Zhang Yong, she just wanted to find out the source of these rumors. Now that she knew the source, it was none of her business what happened to Zhang Yong. She stood up and said, "Please come back.
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Zhang Yong was still a little skeptical before leaving, or perhaps out of fear of Fu Heng's majesty, so he bowed obediently.
Zhang Yong has left, but Jiang Wu's matter is not over yet. She still feels very angry and terribly aggrieved. Where has she ever suffered such grievances since she was a child?
She was once the sweet girl of heaven. In modern times, she was always someone else's child. She never got second place in the class. The boys chasing her could line up from the teaching building to the playground. Jiang Wu has always been
He is proud of himself.
In modern times, there are occasional discriminations about her gender. Why should a girl study forensic medicine? Even if she joins the public security system, communication is more suitable for her. Yes, forensic medicine is hard and tiring. She just wants to avenge the deceased.
, and have persisted until now.
In the public security system, she is the youngest forensic doctor and one of the best in professional ability. She can go to the front line for days and nights to work on a case. If nothing happens to her and she does not die, she will definitely have a brighter future.
Rather than coming to the underdeveloped ancient times, she not only had to investigate cases and conduct autopsies every day, but also had to endure inexplicable criticism and speculation, and she even had no way to defend herself.
"Things in this world are really unreasonable..." She murmured, and the Yamen servants cautiously helped her. Fu Heng sat and looked at her with deep eyes.
On the surface, Jiang Wu pretended to be calm and ordered the government officials to clean the autopsy room with her, and then moved Chen Qi's body back to the coffin.
"Is Ms. Liu awake?" she asked.
Fu Heng said: "Wake up."
Jiang Wu breathed a sigh of relief and took off her gloves and protective apron. Since there were no special protective clothing in ancient times, she could only wear an apron during the autopsy. Although it was not very useful, it was better than nothing.
"Which hospital is she at? I'm going to see her." As Jiang Wu was about to go out, Fu Heng suddenly pulled her back: "Don't go."
Jiang Wu looked at him: "Why?"
Fu Heng could see sadness on her face. She pretended that nothing happened, but her eyes betrayed her secretly. Her eyes were sparkling, as if they contained a pool of water.
It was obvious that he was going to cry.
Fu Heng took back his hand, "It's too late today. Let's eat first. It's the same thing if we go tomorrow. In Chen Qi's case, Jin Yiwei is also tracking down clues."
Jiang Wu still looked a little unhappy. After she followed Fu Heng out of the autopsy room, she belatedly looked at the bright moon hanging in the sky - it was already so late.
It should have been long past meal time, and I'm afraid she'll be hungry again today. After a busy day, she still hasn't eaten a grain of rice. The more she thinks about it, the more she feels aggrieved...
She walked forward dejectedly, and then unexpectedly bumped into a generous back.
Jiang Wu raised her head, and under the moonlight she saw Fu Heng leaning down, the cold fragrance hitting her nose, and he whispered in her ear: "Looking at you, you look like you have been greatly wronged."
Jiang Wu thought to himself that this was a huge grievance.
Fu Heng raised his eyebrows: "I am free today and can compensate you."